“Yes,” answered T.A.
“Which one do you think Bliss is?” Sex Piston asked, getting to her feet.
“I bet it’s the sweet thing at the end of the row,” Killyama’s threatening voice lowered as they moved away.
Winter turned, glancing sideways. Bliss was sitting next to Beth. Winter had a feeling their appearance at today’s meeting wasn’t as altruistic as they had pretended.
The meeting closed, everyone filed into the hallway.
“Thank you Ms. Richards for your help.” Winter and Viper came to stand next to her lawyer.
“I will let you know as soon as they notify me,” Ms. Richards said.
Evie, Bliss, and Natasha interrupted.
“Winter, we’ll meet you at the diner. Bliss and Natasha want to get something to eat before we go to the tattoo shop.”
Ms. Richards paused before leaving, reaching into her purse, pulling out a card. “Which one is Bliss?”
“I am,” Bliss said, stepping forward.
Ms. Richards handed her a card. “Call me if you ever need legal representation, I handle personal injury cases also.”
“What was that about?” Viper questioned after the woman left.
“I have no idea,” Winter lied, winding her arm through Bliss’ as they walked toward the exit.
Chapter 19
Winter lay on the bed, pretending to read a book as Viper zipped his black jeans on before sitting down on the chair to put on his boots. His hair was still damp from the shower they had taken together. She had tried to lure him in to having sex before he began to get dressed, but he had subtly thwarted her attempts.
She had wanted to make sure he wasn’t horny before he went to Razer’s bachelor party. Evie had let it drop that Knox had hired a stripper. Her fingers tightened on the book as Viper put on a leather vest with no shirt, showing his tats. Winter swallowed hard, his sleeve never failing to draw a response from her body.
“When are you going to start getting ready?” Viper asked, sliding his keys into his pocket.
“Why should I get dressed to watch television alone?”
“Why would you be alone?”
“Because Beth is with Lily at her house and the rest of the women are going to Rosie’s with the men.”
“You don’t want to go?” Viper asked, trying to keep his lips straight.
Winter looked at him in surprise. “You never said anything, I assumed I wasn’t going.”
“You got our tat on you?”
“Yes.” Her first and last tat she was determined, but she hadn’t liked the look on Viper’s face when she had informed him of that decision.
Winter jumped off the bed, going through her clothes to find something to wear. “Jerk, you could have told me and I would have bought a new outfit,” she said, unhappily staring her choices available.
“There’s an outfit for you in the closest in the brown dress bag.”
Winter opened the closet door searching until she located the bag at the back of the closet. Pulling the bag out of the closet, she unzipped the garment bag. She pulled out a black leather skirt that she was sure would cover her without being too short. The top was black lace across the top, with no straps, with leather fringes that would both conceal and hint at her waist and abdomen. Winter loved it, they were perfect. There was even thigh high boots that were flat on the bottom. It was her first biker bitch outfit.
“Thank you Viper, I love it,” she said jumping into his arms and kissing him in thanks. He deepened the kiss until Winter thought he might change his mind about having sex before the party, but he released her.
“Thank Beth, she’s the one who bought it for your first party,” Viper told her with a smile.
“Where did the ugly outfit come from that I wore?” Winter asked with a suspicious glare.
Viper went through the door. “I bought it. Conner would never have chosen the other women if he had seen you in that getup.” He barely managed to shut the door before she threw one of her boots.
Razer pulled out a chair in front of Winter, with his back to the stripper swinging her body against the pole. He hadn’t let his eyes stray to the dance floor once. Winter herself wouldn’t have believed it if she hadn’t witnessed it herself, which Winter had finally deduced was why she was there. Razer had every intention of covering his ass. If Beth asked her, Winter would be able to tell her, in all honesty, that Razer hadn’t strayed.
Lifting her beer, she looked at Viper. Of course she couldn’t say the same, he was obviously enjoying the show.