I knew it but still, I didn’t like this aspect of it.
“Kids were younger, no way. Women up here only when they were at their Mom’s. They got older, way of the world.”
Hmm. I might disagree with that if they were my flesh and blood.
Tack continued, “That said, babe, none of those bitches got here on the back of my bike either.”
“Is this a significant distinction?” I enquired.
“Yep.”
“Do they understand that?”
“Yep.”
“Are you going to explain it to me seeing as I don’t?” I asked.
Tack’s chuckle rumbled all around me and through me which sounded and felt nice.
When he stopped chuckling, he explained.
“Some bikers have a code about who they put on the backs of their bikes and when. Rally, party, road trip, could be whoever you pick up. Your wheels are takin’ you home, for me, for Chaos, only the old lady. A woman comes up here, she has her own ride. That way, I’m done, she can go. You gotta wait for me to take you where you need to be. This means, unless I take you, you aren’t goin’ anywhere.”
I’m done, she can go.
There was a lot there to get angry about so I decided to avoid it.
All of it.
“I’m thinking, handsome, it might be good to end the biker lesson now seeing as this particular one might piss me off.”
“Not surprised, babe, but we had a good run.”
“Pardon?”
“Took you to work, brought you to my house, you cooked, we ate, we watched TV, all good. No fights. No backtalk. All day. But all good things come to an end.”
It was at this point I was glaring at him through the dark.
“I’m thinking now, handsome, it might be good for you to stop talking altogether seeing as everything you’re saying might piss me off.”
“Sound of it, babe, no ‘might’ about you getting pissed. You just are.”
At that, my glare became a stare because not only did he sound like he was amused, I could see the white flash of his smile in the dark.
But to confirm, I asked, “Are you amused?”
“Fuck yeah.
I sought further confirmation. “You’re amused that I’m pissed.”
His other arm stole around me and he gave me a squeeze on his repeated, “Fuck yeah.”
It was then, light dawned.
“You like it,” I said softly.
“Definitely.”