Page 10 of Dangerous Liaisons
“Is he here?”
“Liam? Nah, he stayed home to write in his journal about his feelings. He’s sensitive like that. I’m only here as a show of peace and because I’m a fan of free food.”
Isabella laughed. “So if there’s a Gaston, who would you be?”
“Easy,” he scoffed, “I’m the candle stick because I’m long-”
“And you’ve said enough.” Ava, Hunter’s wife and what the club referred to as his old lady, appeared. “Stop scaring off the guests and go grab another beer.”
“Oh, come on. Elsa and I were just getting along!”
Rolling her eyes, she pushed him toward the clubhouse, ignoring him mumble under his breath. She gave Isabella’s outfit a quick look. “You look nice. That might be a problem.”
“Excuse me?”
“Your outfit might cause you problems in this kind of crowd, especially if you’re wanting to leave alone.”
“I didn’t come alone.”
“Kira isn’t your type. She’s shorter and less hairy.”
“I’m glad you find yourself so amusing. I was told to dress appropriately, but being that I have no chaps, this will have to do.”
“We can get you some ifthat’s your thing.”
Kira appeared next to them with a pork rib in her hand, her fingers coated with sauce. “I came to make sure you are playing nicely with one another. I am not in the mood tonight to break up-” She paused with a tilt of her head. “What do you Americans call it? A cat fight?”
“I think chick fight would be a better description.” Ava ignored the fact that the lighthearted words captured Lucas’s attention; the man perched on a picnic table not too far from them alongside another biker from his club.
“Why not a cat fight?” Kira frowned. “Does that not indicate pussy?”
He leaned forward so far that he fell off the table, his yelp of surprise catching the attention of everyone as he crashed onto the gravel.
Smirking, Ava watched two guys help him back to his feet.
“It is what he gets for eavesdropping,” Kira grumbled, “and he tried to steal my rib.”
“I believe you’re more upset about the rib,” Isabella paused as she caught sight of Ava smiling at her. “What?”
“It appears Elsa has a heart underneath that ice, after all.”
Isabella didn’t deny it, looking around at the crowd. Most of them paid her no attention. A few members of the MC looked toward them, but she chalked it up to the fact that theywere acting civilly.
She caught sight of Eddie staring at Kira from where he stood near the smoker, a soft smile on his face while he nodded at something another member was saying. He paused, his face contorted in pain, and she wanted to laugh because Kira was distracted, licking the sauce off her fingers.
“Dios Mio,” Lucas groaned in the background. “I need to use the restroom.”
“Don’t even think about it. You go home and do that shit.”
“I didn’t say I-” he paused. “Okay, maybe, but come on!”
Kira stopped, cocking an eyebrow. “You need a hand for this problem?”
“I wasn’t… I mean…” He glanced between as if unsure what to say. “Yes?”
“Stop confusing him. He’s delicate.”
“The fuck?” As if realizing they were messing with him, Lucas flicked his cigarette and slid off the table. “I don’t need this shit.” He tugged at his jeans before he readjusted his jacket. “Acting like the hyenas off Lion King right now. I need a beer.”