CHAPTER 24

The noise of him laughing brings Smitty back to the shop and he's confused but his Dad explains what will happen and the two of us make arrangements to have things moved quietly. It's another hour of waiting and hand off done elsewhere when I get a message from Hector saying it's cool and I tell him to head on home. The Old Man gets a message and breathes a sigh of relief before smiling at me.

"So when am I going to meet all these girls you have running around you," he says as we finally breathe easy around each other.

"Soon actually, I need touch up work done and an addition and I know for a fact that more than one of my girls wants a matching tattoo," I explain leaning back in the chair.

"I'll do those but it'll take time," Smitty says, shifting his large tattooed frame against the counter.

"It'll be a treat boy, you keep earning that patch the more we deal with each other," the Old Man tells me," And I'll tell the boys that you talked to that cop friend of yours down here and knew something was up so you did us a solid and it'll be squared away."

I nod and we chat idly as the business starts to pick up a little, Marcus and Vinnie get pulled aside and are given a good job for what they did and both give me a curious look before they head out on their way. I'm just watching the work and bringing the Old Man up to speed on Johnny's farm in Washington when I hear someone very familiar.

"I knew that was your bike outside," I hear come from the side door.

I turn to see Vicki in all her glory, about 5'8" and lean but with some firm breasts held together by a tied up flannel shirt and her obvious black bra. I watch her put her stuff down and that shows me the firm ass that I remember from last year in a denim short skirt and her long legs end in tall socks and boots. She comes over and passes me handing a cold drink to her Grandpa before hopping on my lap.

"What brings you back here," she asks, putting an arm around my neck.

"I was helping out your family and making an appointment for me and a few of my girls," I tell her as she rubs up against me.

"Well do you need him Grandpa cause I want a bike ride," Vicki asks hopping off of me.

"We're done here girl," the Old Man says chuckling," Take care of my Granddaughter out there."

"I would but I really can't," I say in a serious tone before standing," It's too messy and personally I'm not getting into your dirty laundry."

I pull my hood up and say bye to Smitty as I head out to my bike. I can barely get my helmet on when I hear the door to the shop slam shut and boots come stomping towards me.

"Explain to me why the fuck I can't go on a fucking bike ride with you for fun," Vicki almost yells at me.

"Because you need to get your shit in order and I'm not going to get knee deep in problems I don't have to," I almost growled at her pulling my helmet off.

"What the fuck do you mean get my shit in order," Vicki asks still being louder than I care for.

"How about Mark walking around like a wounded puppy because he made one mistake and you decided to punish him for it," I say getting in her face," Or maybe the fact that I have all my girls down here and maybe I don't need to be fucking around with you just because you want to. Contrary to how Mark feels the world does not revolve around you."

"Don't fucking tell me about what's going on in my relationship with him okay? We had a rule and he broke it right before breaking down my door and throwing a guy off my balcony," Vicki says explaining the incident.

"Wow, you get fucked and he's drunk and you're pissed because he forgot and got jealous," I say mocking her anger," You don't give him the chance to apologize or even work shit out, just a fuck you and get away from me. How long ago did this wonderful event happen?"

"Three weeks ago and what the fuck does all of this have to do with me and you on a fucking motorcycle," Vicki finally asks lowering her voice.

"Because with you Vicki it's never just one thing. First you want a ride, then you want to come over, then you want to have sex. You don't quit trying until you get your way and I'm not doing that at Mark's expense," I tell her before attempting to put my helmet on.

"Okay fine I get it but can I just go for a ride with you for a little while and we talk somewhere private then? I swear no bullshit from me," Vicki says, keeping me from putting on my helmet.

This is bad fucking news and I know it, Vicki is hot and fuckable in the ways you want a lightly tattooed girl to be but she's still making Mark's life miserable with what she's doing to him. I've got a pair of expectant brown eyes locked onto me and I know she's planning something but either I figure out what it is and turn it or she keeps making Mark miserable. I pull my helmet out of her hands and get it on before hopping on my bike and starting it up. She's confused until I look at her and nod, she doesn't smile like she won anything special. She gets her own helmet on and I head off.

I'm not going anywhere in particular and I figure about an hour's worth of riding is enough as I pull into a gas station and park the bike in a stall and wait as Vicki hops off and I kill the engine. We both pull our helmets off and she's a little apprehensive about what she wants to say to me since her adrenaline has come down.

"Can you understand why I'm pissed at Mark," She finally asks.

"Honestly I'm more wondering why you didn't like the fact that when he saw you with another man he busted down the door and threw the guy off a what, two story balcony," I say with a little bit of questioning in my voice.

She nods and we sit in silence again as she contemplates what to do next. I know she's gonna ask for something and I'm ready with a 'No' on my lips.

"Can you take me to my place please," Vicki asks, putting her helmet back on.

I get the bike started and helmet on before heading out and down the road again. Vicki gives me directions on where to turn by tapping my shoulder with her helmet when I need to turn and I know I got turned around once when we finally pull up to a white stone building with only two floors of open apartments. It's not cheap but Vicki isn't rolling deep in it as I park the bike and let her off. I can almost see her wheels turning as the helmet comes off.

"Can you come inside for a minute so we can talk more," Vicki asks, trying to hide an obvious plot from me.

"I said we are not doing this," I told her, annoyed.

"You can come inside now and we can figure this out or I can just come over to the house and break things off with Mark tonight," Vicki says trying to pressure me.

"Maybe that would be best for him," I say, getting a shocked look," You're not interested in him by your actions and you don't care about him like he does you so I'll do you a solid. I'll go find him and I'll let him know that after you tried to fuck me that you don't want him to come around ever again and you two can get on with your lives."