Gabriel pulled down the bay garage doors, and took one last drag of his cigarette, before putting it out on the bottom of his boot. They'd been busier than Patch imagined, but he was thankful since it kept his mind busy.
He didn't need too much time to think about Delaney or Dillon, because it made him tense without any way of releasing it.
"So," Gab said, grabbing his keys. "I need to stop by the bakery and see Joey for a minute, but I'm down for scoping out your little weasel friend."
Patch chuckled, grabbing the rim of his hat, he turned it around backward and dug his motorcycle keys from his jeans. "You're still seeing Joey? I would have thought she would have realized what an ass you were by now."
Gab laughed, pushing open the front door to the lobby, and holding it open. "Ah, s
