The Bare Bones (The Bare Bones MC) - Plot & Excerpts
It was wonderful to be back around the Bare Bones brothers. Cropper had cast a few glances at me but hadn’t tried to talk to me. I wasn’t nearly as traumatized by seeing Cropper and his ugly Cro-Magnon mug again as I had imagined I’d be. He was standing outside the hangar with a crowd of men flying colors proclaiming them to be Baal’s Minions. His steely glance just flickered over me, doing a classic double take when he first caught sight of me. Then he forced himself to laugh at something his brothers said. He was much greyer now. I guess there were so many people around—about two thousand, someone said—that I could pretty much ignore Cropper. Maybe he was too old to bother girls anymore. His lack of effect on me made me wonder. Maybe I can visit Speed here sometimes. Maybe I can even stand seeing Ford…with other women… Apparently this “rally” involved brother clubs from all over the southwest. A live band was playing Lynryd Skynyrd covers, and a sea of choppers was parked on a nearby butte on an old runway, shining so painfully in the sun you needed shades to look.
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