LauriWhen Mike came back out from his meeting with Mick, he looked as pissed as Mick had been when he saw me sitting at the bar. I didn’t argue when Mike pulled me from my stool and threw a few bucks down on the bar before half dragging me to the exit. I caught Johnny’s gaze as we went through the door. His brow wrinkled and he turned away, looking at Mick who was standing at the bar, watching our departure.
I didn’t ask Mike any questions outside the club. Members were still gathering around their bikes, talking and playing around with their women. Once I was on the bike and he revved the engine, I couldn’t ask anything then, either. The tension in his body as I wrapped my arms around him told me it would better to wait until he worked his frustration out first before demanding answers f
