Gonzo (Rolling Thunder Motorcycle Club Book 7) - Plot & Excerpts
I stripped and fell into bed, and slept another two hours before I finally took a shower and got dressed for the day. The women had mostly cleaned the small stuff, so we only needed to move the tables and chairs, empty and store the huge ice bins, and pull the large tent down and put it away. It still took us an hour. We can’t order the prospects to do this because they aren’t trusted in the storage areas, so this part’s on the full members. I hadn’t been around to help set up, so I had to be here to help tear everything down. We had a full clubhouse, and I grabbed a beer and headed toward a chair with a prospect in it. He stood and got out of the way as I approached, and I took a seat. We once again had two games going on different seventy-inch screens, and Bash was in charge of deciding which we got to hear. Angelica was curled up with her head in his lap, sound asleep, and I smiled as I figured he’d worn her out last night. Tiny and Sheila came up from downstairs and I could tell Sheila had been crying.
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