Page 20 of Link (Dragon Riders MC 1)
The memory of her had ruined two wonderful encounters with buxom women I’d been looking forward to for months.
And now, I didn’t know what the fuck to do with myself.
“Fucking hell,” I murmured.
Two weeks. It had been two weeks since that woman had come into my office. And every night at the bar, I kept an eye out for her. Every day on my travels, I watched the sidewalks to see if I could spot her. Hell, I didn’t pass a fucking office space without looking at the name to see if I could figure out where the fuck she worked. It was bad. I had it bad.
Something I’d never experienced before.
“Come on. Snap out of it,” I murmured.
I dragged my tired ass to the shower and settled on a cold one. Anything to get my aching boner to go away. It worked, but barely. Every single muscle in my body ached from shivering by the time I got out. But at least my cock had dwindled enough to look decent in my jeans.
Because the last thing I needed was to be at attention in front of the guys.
I’d never hear the end of it.
After drying off and getting dressed, I headed out to my bike. Even during my drive to the Iron Horse, I thought about Joanna’s arms wrapped around me. Her thighs, sliding down mine as she grew more comfortable in my passenger’s seat that night. How she practically hugged me by the time I got her to her home, with her thighs clutched against mine and her hands fisting my leather jacket.
Damn it, that woman was sexy.
I parked my bike and slid off my helmet. And when I did, I fell into Boss Mode. I pushed thoughts of her away from my mind as I walked inside, finding most of my men sitting at the round table in the middle. Meant for big parties at the bar as well as our church meetings, I raised my hand and signaled for a beer. I sat down and silently waited for all parties to show up. And after the last guy sat down with his own bottle of beer, I cleared my throat.
“Call to order for church,” I said.
The guys tapped their beer bottles on the table, signaling that they were ready.
“Good. I want to start this meeting off by saying that I got a disturbing message from Ice last night. Did anyone else get anything from Ice?”
Ash raised his hand. “I did, Boss.”
I nodded. “Anyone else?”
The guys shook their heads at me, and I drew in a deep breath.
“Apparently, the Golden Jags had a shipment come in around two in the morning. But no one can put their hands on exactly what they just shipped in. Our assumption is more drugs to peddle. However, there have been rumors flying around that the Golden Jags are dipping their toes into gun-running as well.”
Sly snickered. “There anything they don’t do?”
Bowser, my Vice President, finally spoke up. “You know they bought that motel, too. Have we figured out what the fuck they’re using that for yet?”
“I think I can shed some light on that.”
I froze at the sound of her voice. My eyes darted over to Sly as his face hardened over my shoulder. I shot him a look that told him to keep his fucking trap shut before I stood up and turned around, watching that gorgeous woman walk through the bar doors. She was here. Joanna. With her swaying hips and her raven black hair and her…
Bags beneath her eyes.
Bowser stood up. “I’ll take care of her.”
Sly chuckled. “Over my dead body. I want a crack at her first.”
I snapped my fingers, and everyone shut up as Joanna’s eyes locked with mine.
“Link, we really need to talk. It’s urgent,” she said.
“I’m in the middle of a professional meeting. Can it wait?”
Her eyes looked around me. “Professional, my ass. Your office. Now.”
Sly laughed behind me as I stood my ground.
“With all due respect—”
“Do you want answers to that motel? Or no?”
I narrowed my eyes. “What do you know about it?”
“Take me to your office and you’ll figure it out. But neither myself nor my sister have time to dance around this. I thought you could help. If you can’t, though, I have to use my time looking somewhere else instead of standing here with you guys. If it’s all the same to you.”
I studied her closely. I took in the bags underneath her eyes and the crooked stance she wore. Part of her blouse was untucked from her skirt and I didn’t think she realized she wore two different earrings in each ear. Something was very off, and the look in her eye was more determined than ever.
“Guys? Wait here. Joanna, let’s head to my office,” I said.
Sly scoffed. “You can’t fucking be serious right now.”
