Derek's POV
I grumbled a little as I walked up the stairs. I had partied all night. It was still early morning when I arrived home so I had to walk carefully not to disturb anyone.
I had not expected to win the race the previous day but I had. Other bikers decided that we should go to the club to celebrate and I didn't object. I had called Dylan to tell him of my plans and we had all headed to the club.
The club had been scanty when we arrived but the moment the few girls at the club realized we were bikers, girls flooded the place.
A girl had insisted on giving me a lap dance. I had enjoyed it for a few minutes before Greta’s face flashed in my mind. I had excused myself from her and gone into the toilet.
I called Greta’s number several times but it didn't go through. I sent a te
