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Mac

“Want to grab some lunch?” Viper asked from somewhere above me.

I slid out from under the car I was working on, which was taking a lot longer to fix than it should have. I kept thinking about a hot blonde I had no right to think about—not to mention the dirtier thoughts that Viking would kill me over—and it was pissing me off I was letting some girl distract me so much.

She’s not just some girl.

“Yo, Mac, hello?” Viper said, knocking on the side of the car.

“Yeah. Sure. Give me five minutes.” I stood up to head to the back room so I could get cleaned up a bit.

When I walked in, I saw Wolf sitting at one of the tables, typing away furiously on his phone.

“What’s up?” I asked when he put his phone back down.

“Don’t know, man. Hawk and Fitz said they’ve come across some weird shit on their ride up to Reno.”

Hawk was Wolf’s brother, and Fitz was our Sergeant-at-Arms. The two of them left a couple of days ago to make sure our charter club there was on the lookout for anything having to do with the Phantoms.

The Desert Sinners had started in Las Vegas, but over the years, several charters popped up all around the southwest. It gave us strength in numbers but also put a target on our backs with the Phantoms. They figured if they could get rid of us, they could control our allies and would also gain a considerable area.

“What kind of weird shit?” I asked as I scrubbed my hands, trying to get rid of the grease all over them.

“They checked on a few of our clients who were suddenly hesitant to do business with us. Hawk didn’t push too hard for details, but it was obvious the Phantoms had paid them a visit.”

This shit with the Phantoms was getting worse, and if we didn’t act carefully, it was going to end up with a full-blown war between the two clubs.

“When are they coming back?”

“In a couple of days. Viking has them checking on a few more things before they head home.”

I nodded in response. It sounded like Viking had everything under control, which wasn’t surprising. However, I knew it was only a matter of time before we were dealing with this more aggressively. No doubt they’d be our main topic at church.

“Viper and I are headed to lunch. Want to go?” I asked, tossing my paper towels in the trash.

“Food sounds good. We eating at the diner?” The asshole had a shit-eating grin when he asked that.

Not taking the bait, I merely nodded my head and walked out. No way I was going to give him the satisfaction of knowing that’s exactly where I wanted to go. He’d been on me since we stopped by the shit-ass motel Kate was staying at. And the fact that I’d been eating at the diner at least once a day since then. I knew he saw the way I looked at her while she worked, but I wasn’t going to acknowledge his comments about it. I was doing what Viking asked, that was it. So what if I enjoyed looking at her while doing what I was ordered to do? I wasn’t the only one who liked to look though, and that irritated the fuck out of me. I was not the guy that got crazy about some girl, but this one had me all tied up in knots.

The three of us walked the few blocks to the restaurant, and I immediately spotted Kate’s car in the parking lot. While I wouldn’t share my personal thoughts with Wolf, I couldn’t lie to myself. I was excited at the possibility of seeing her.

“Colt’s gonna join us in a few minutes,” Viper said as he opened the door.

As soon as I stepped in, I saw Kate. It wasn’t bad enough I had a hard time keeping my eyes off her, but now she was standing up on her toes reaching for something on the shelf above her head. Her dress was rising up, exposing the back of her thighs. Just a little bit more and we would all have a clear shot of her ass.

“Well, that’s a mighty fine view,” Wolf drawled.

I gave him a warning look. “Knock it off, asshole.”

His responding laugh got the attention of the gorgeous waitress.

“Oh, hey guys! Table for three?” Kate asked as she walked over to us, a massive grin on her face.

“Actually, there’ll be four of us. Colt’s on his way,” Viper explained, as she grabbed some menus and led us to the table in the back that we preferred.

She took our drink order and walked away. My eyes never left her until she rounded the corner.

I turned back to the table and saw Viper watching me with a raised brow. I decided to ignore his questioning glance. Viking had asked me and Wolf to be discreet, and here I was, being obvious as fuck.