Mason: Inked Reapers MC

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Author: Heather West
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Lucas had stepped in for me, said that without a few hours of sleep a night I’d be useless to them. Jayson called it a bullshit excuse, but, in the end allowed it.  He had a key though, there was no getting around that. But at least, none of the other guys would bother me for a few hours while I slept.
     
                  “Hey, hon.” Jessica tied on her apron and took a seat on a stool. “Anything exciting going on?” She nodded toward the closed door. The door only closed when there was club business being discussed. Since most of the members were either in the lounge drinking or out in the courtyard, it was odd to see it shut.
     
                  “I don’t know.” I plucked up a bottle of water and unscrewed the top. “Some guys from Inked Reapers are here. Lucas and Jayson took them in there.”  Hooting and hollering floated in from the courtyard, as I sipped my water.
     
    “Jansen’s out there showing off his new bike.” Jessica rolled her pretty blues. She’d been gifted with red curly hair that I would have died for. Better than the pixie cut brown hair I sported. “Some custom spoiler or something.”
     
    I gave a laugh. “You’ve been working for these guys for almost two years, I would have
     
    thought you’d have learned a thing or two by now.”  
     
                  “Nah. I’m here for the tips and the protection.”  Jessica’s older brother had been a member of the club before he was killed during a job.  So when her ex-boyfriend decided to start laying into her, the club stepped up for her.  Lucas mostly. He’d taken care of the problem, but it hadn’t fixed everything.  Her ex hadn’t disappeared altogether and every now and then she’d get messed with, at whatever job she managed to land.  Lucas hooked her up at the clubhouse.  Secretly, I think Lucas had a thing for her, but she insisted he was just a good guy. Uh, huh. Considering the company he kept, it wasn’t exactly difficult to be the good one.
     
                  “Whatever.” I laughed with an eye roll.  She said something, but I my attention was yanked by the sound of my name. I jerked a look at the end of the bar. Mr. Universe stared back at me with that same smile. I straightened up and put a fist on my hip. “What can I get you?”
     
                  “Lucy, take Mason here back to your room.  Show him a good time.” Jayson walked out of the back room.  I looked from him to Mason. 
     
                  Jessica patted my hand and gave me a sympathetic look before hopping off the stool and rounding the bar.  “Hey, Jayson. Can I get you a drink?”  Jayson nodded but kept his gaze on me, waiting for me to comply.
     
                  “Sure, thing.” I swallowed, dropping the towel on the bar. “My shift’s over,” I gave the big guy a smile, hoping to hell he wasn’t so damn big everywhere.
     
    “You’re shift’s never over,” I heard Jayson growl as I rounded the bar and shimmied up to Mason.  He smelled as good as he looked. Clean, musky. A girl could get lost in those dark eyes of his.  He wrapped his arm around me, hauling me up to his side.
     
    “Where’s your room beautiful?” He had already started walking toward the hall leading to the member’s rooms.
     
    “Just down the hall.” I didn’t try to get out of his grasp, he held on tight and I figured he was playing at some game with Jayson. The fierce expression on Jayson’s face as we turned into the hall was enough to know, he didn’t like what was about to happen any more than I did. But knowing he was pissed about it sent a little thrill through me. 
     
                  I pointed to my door, and he dropped his arm from my shoulders, picking up my hand and heading straight for it.  The heat of his touch tingled over my hand and up my arm. I tried to get a better look at his expression, but he’d moved ahead of me.

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