Timber's Fairy

Timber

Timber

The other guys in the club talked me into going to the local bar tonight. Everyone had been mostly cooped up inside for most of the snowy season. It was finally starting to warm up so that we could enjoy some much needed time on our bikes. Although we still rode in some snowy conditions, the snow around here was too much for anything other than a four wheel drive during winter.

We had been here for about an hour with me stuck in my head thinking over a new custom build we were working on. I didn’t really want to come out tonight but my club enforcer, Snake, reminded me that the President of the club needed to party with the guys on occasion and not make everything about business. Snake leaned over and said, “Come on Prez, at least pay attention and stop thinking about that f*****g custom!”

“Ha-ha, you know me so well. You know I can’t help it. There’s only one week left until the deadline for it to be finished.”

“You know we will have it finished on time. We always do.” Bear said. Bear was the club accountant. Although we were a 1% club, most of our business dealings were totally legal. When I took over after my old man passed away seven years ago, I put together a plan to get us almost completely legal in all aspects of our businesses. We still sold grass and really didn’t plan on stopping from doing so. It was on its way to becoming legal anyway. Once it was legal in Montana we would get a license and continue on with business as usual.

“You all damn well know, Timber won’t stop thinking until we deliver it next week. By then there will be a new custom order taking up his mind.” My VP, Blade, said.

“Damn it, look what just walked in boys.” Snake said to everyone at the table. I looked up and felt like I was punched in the gut as all the air left my body. I was looking at the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life. She was wearing tight black skinny jeans and a red halter top. Even though her and the girl that walked in with her looked so much alike they could be sisters, the one in the red got my blood pumping. I kept my eyes on her the whole time they walked across the bar to a table and while they talked with Paul’s daughter Sara.

“That is two very fine a*s women! Don’t think I have seen the one in red around before.” Bear said as he and everyone else at our table stared at the two women.

I looked to my VP with a raised brow. “Blade?”

“We all know the one in white, is Bella Winters. She owns “Bella’s Brew” in town. The one in red is her best friend, Mina Star. She moved here a year ago. There isn’t much information about her other than her being a writer and that she’s from a small town in Mississippi. Her record is squeaky clean.”

“How the hell do you always know all this s**t Blade?” asked Bear.

“Because we have a damn good enforcer that finds out about anyone new in town and reports back his findings.” We all chuckled at that. Our enforcer, Snake was a wiz on a computer. He could find out just about anything he wanted to.

I continued to stare at Mina and decided I wanted to know more. We were low on beers so I whistled to get Sara’s attention. Soon as she walked up I gave our orders. She went to fill them taking Mina and Bella their drinks and food first. When she returned to our table I decided to ask a few questions of my own.

“Sara, the two ladies in the back, Do you know them very well?”

“I’ve known Bella since I was in grade school. I met Mina when she moved here a last year. Why do you ask?” Now she was smirking at me. She knew exactly why I was asking.

Ignoring her smirk I asked “Does Mina come in here often?”

“Timber, if you want to know if the girl has a man, just straight out ask.” She said while giggling at me. “The answer is no she doesn’t. Neither one of them do. They hit it off with each other within days of Mina arriving in town and been best friends ever since. I haven’t seen either one even go out on a date with a guy. If one of your boys asks Bella to dance though, tell them to behave themselves. Mina has a temper and will do whatever necessary to protect Bella and vice versa.”

“What makes you say that?” Blade asked Sara. But Snake answered before she could.

“Last year one of the tourists was here drinking when the girls were. He grabbed Bella by the a*s and Mina went nuts on him. She snatched up a chair and was about to hit him over the head. Paul came out of the back room just in time to save the fool from getting his head knocked off. Ha-ha, was the funniest s**t I ever watched.”

“You just watched that s**t happen and didn’t do anything?” Blade asks with anger in his voice. I briefly wondered what that was about.

“I took care of it.” His smooth, calm answer told me all I needed to know.

“Good. Drink up boys. The night is still young.” I say to all my brothers.

A round of “Hell, Yeah!” could be heard from around our tables.