Thrill Seeker (Kings of Vengeance MC Book 5) - Winter Travers Page 0,7

wanted to actually talk about it. That just made me drink even more.

Fuck no.

I did not want to talk about it with anyone.

It was in the past, and I was getting over it.

For a while, I had been okay with the way things had ended with Deedra. I was just working my way through a slight hiccup, remembering the way things had been. Nothing a few more beers, and maybe a warm, welcoming body in my bed wouldn’t fix.

“If you don’t want to talk about it, then your ass is going to the fucking cat shelter.” Quinn shrugged.

“Fucking bullshit,” I muttered.

I followed Rhino out the front door and over to the large Chevy van. This fucking thing could fit eleven people in it, and once I got in the passenger seat, that was exactly what it sounded like with the four girls in the back talking and cackling.

With a sigh, I rested my foot on the dash and leaned my head against the headrest. “Love being part of an MC and just babysitting,” I grumbled.

Rhino laughed and backed up the van. “Hey, better than anything I was doing before I got the call from Quinn. Look on the brightside, brother. In about half an hour, you are going to be surrounded by cages upon cages of pussy.”

I glared at Rhino. “You’re losing your fucking mind if you think that shit is funny.”

Rhino shrugged and pulled out of the parking. “Gotta laugh, brother, and just accept what life throws at you.”

Pfft. I was a fucking expert at that.

Deedra had blindsided me three years ago, and I had made it through that. I never thought that I would actually see her again, but life had a funny way of bringing shit around full circle.

I just wished it could have left Deedra out of it.

She was messing with my head all over again, and just like before, I was in a tailspin trying to figure out how to deal with it.

A woman had never messed me up as much as she did.

Damn her and damn all of these girls for dragging me to this cat shelter. This was not the shit I had signed up for.

The sooner we got this bullshit over with, the sooner I could barricade myself in my room and get back to drowning out memories of Deedra.

*

Chapter Six

Drowning in pussy…

Deedra

“I’m not holding a cat.”

Pat cradled the tiny gray cat in his arms. “It will help with viewers. People love animals.”

I shook my head. “With my luck, something will startle the little guy, and he’ll decide to claw his way up my face. No.”

I didn’t have anything against cats, but I didn’t want to hold one while doing my job. The goal today was to get some shots of the cats, report my story, and then get the hell out of here. If all went to plan, I would head over to Main Street to cover the pothole story, too. How hard was that going to be?

“Just hold the cat, Deedra. Try to look like you actually have a heart. The story about the kidnapped boy gave viewers a glimpse into you having a soul. This will tip you over the edge into actually being a human.” Pat pushed the cat into my arms and smiled. “Look like you’re having fun. This is a fun story.”

“I have a heart,” I grumbled. I just didn’t need to wear it on my sleeve when I was doing my job. I needed to report the facts, not be a bleeding heart.

“Just hold little Hulk and back up a bit to the cages.” Pat retreated a few steps and hoisted the camera onto his shoulder.

I shuffled back and firmly held the cat in my arm. “If this thing so much as looks at me wrong, Pat, I’m out.” I was not above tossing the cat to Pat and booking it back to the van.

Pat laughed. “It’s a stray cat, Deedra, not a wild tiger.”

I looked down at the cat. “We’ll see about that. Don’t make me go Carol Baskin on you, Pat.”

“She totally killed her husband,” said a voice from the right.

My eyes darted toward it, and my jaw dropped.

Queenie stood there along with Kimber and two other girls.

And Point.

Fucking hell. Why?

“She did.” Another guy stepped into the group. “You made me watch that bullshit.”

“You liked it, Rhino,” the woman whined to the guy I didn’t know.

Rhino shrugged and tossed his arm around the woman’s shoulders. “Only because you ended each episode with a