Mad Dog (Angel’s Rebellion MC: #2) (Angel's Rebellion MC), стр. 31

“Ah man, you didn't get in Ms. Robbins pants did you, Hatchet?” Cotton asked disbelievingly.

Hatchet grinned wickedly at Cotton.

“You motherfucker, you never said anything.”

“Unlike you, I know when to keep my mouth shut, you little asshole. You would have shouted it from the rooftops and destroyed her reputation.”

A disgruntled look came over Cotton's face as the men laughed at him. The boy did have a tendency to talk about his sexual exploits. He also didn't mind if anyone watched him having sex either. He didn’t have a shy bone in his body.

“I take it that Clair is a go?” I asked.

All the single guy’s heads nodded.

“Good deal, so we have five women. I'd like to have a couple more names. Because I'm sure not all of these will work out.”

“Got a name. Sydney,” Beau threw out.

“Holy fuck, Brother. Are you talking about that girl from the strip club? She wouldn't come here. She is fucking finnnneeee,” Slaughter said.

“Already talked to her. She's not wanting to strip anymore. She really never did. Her grandma raised her but died when she was nineteen, she lied about her age and told them she was twenty-one when she started stripping. Says she hates it. She wants to go to college and said this would allow her to be able to go.”

“I take it there are no objections to Sydney?”

I heard several fuck no's go around the room.

“Well, it looks like we have six names. Get with Seer and give him their info after Church. He's gonna call them tonight and set up appointments for them to be here tomorrow. Seer, give their info to Doom so he can call KJ with their details. I've already called and warned KJ we would be sending him some names to run and to get back with me first thing in the morning.”

“Will do, Dog.”

“Is there anything else?”

“Prez,” Ranger spoke up. “I have a couple friends who just got out of the Army a few months ago. They were wondering if we had any spots open for Prospects.”

“How old are these men, Ranger?” I inquired.

It was extremely unusual for an older guy to want to prospect. It was hard to be subjected to shit from younger men.

“They're both thirty-ish. I told them what prospecting would be like. Warned them that there were Brothers here ten years younger than them and if they were told to do something, they would have to do it. Both said they would like to meet with us and asked if we would consider doing that for them. They've been out about six months and can't seem to settle.”

He sighed.

“Prez, gonna be honest with you. It's hard for some men to adjust when they get out. You're so used to the routine and orders, that when it's not around anymore you end up feeling kinda lost. And you fucking miss the brotherhood.”

I nodded at him. I hadn't ever served, but Sarge had and so had several others here. I could understand missing those things.

“Anyone have any objections to Ranger inviting his buddies for a visit?”

Every head shook no.

“Call and invite them. Let me know when they'll be here.”

“They're actually not far away right now, I think they’re at a casino over in Oklahoma.”

“Call and get them here,” I told him. “Is there anything else?”

“Yeah, got something Prez,” Maul murmured.

“What's on your mind, Brother?” Fuck, it felt like I was never gonna get out of here.

“Think we need to add a small building to use as a workout room. I'd seriously like to have it set up where I could workout anytime I wanted. Viper might not always be available.”

“Agree with Maul,” Beau said. “Ever since Viper put us all to shame,” he said as he glared down at Viper, “a lot of us have talked about it and would like a place to work out, maybe have some weights, treadmills, stationary bikes, maybe even a boxing ring.”

I listened as Brothers voiced their agreements. As my gaze went across to Viper, I saw him smirking at Beau. Fucker. I needed to work out too. His damn abs had looked seriously bad ass.

“So, y'all seriously want this? If so, make a show of hands.”

Every hand raised in the room to answer my question.

“Since I saw every fucking one of you raise your hand, then let’s build a workout area. Hoss want you on that. Let's get it done in a week, okay?”

Hoss lifted his chin at me in confirmation.

“If that's all, meeting over.”

I didn't give anyone time to say anything else. I was ready to talk to this woman. I wanted to know why she asked for me specifically. I signaled to Blood.

“Possum, Seer, Viper, Blood would you all mind stopping by my office?” I asked on my way out the door.

All of them nodded.

~*~

Ava

I watched as about twenty-five men came out of the hallway, one of those being Blood. My eyes stayed on him as he made his way over to me. He had on his game face today, not one single emotion was showing.

“You guys search her?” he asked Reb and Pred.

“Not exactly,” Reb said. “But she gave me two guns and pulled her shirt and pants legs up to show me she didn’t have any more strapped to her.”

Blood lifted his chin at Reb and held his hand out. Reb put the holstered guns in his hand. Blood glanced at me quickly. I carried a Glock 17 and S&W 5906. They carried more rounds. As far as I was concerned, if I was going to have to shoot my gun, that meant I was in a situation where I needed as many shots as possible.

“Let's go,” he murmured and indicated the hallway that everyone had just come out of.

“Blood,” Reb called out.

Blood paused and glanced toward Reb.

“Let the Prez know that Pred and I are heading back.”

“Will do.”

As Blood and I started walking toward the hallway, I could see several men looking at me with curiosity. As