Hellbound MC - When Broken Hearts Collide

69. Reaper

The trip up had gone smoothly. I couldn't remember the last time I'd been on a decent ride like that.

We'd checked into a the first hotel we'd found, thank fuck it had decent parking for the bikes. After settling in, the boys and I decided to head out for a bite to eat, and had stumbled across the local strip joint.

As I sat at a table, sipping at a beer while Speed and Boomer whistled and catcalled at the woman on the stage grinding their naked bodies up and down the poles, my mind wandered to the only naked woman I wanted. What was she doing? Had she packed her shit and left the minute I'd gone? I couldn't think about it. Could feel my blood start to boil just at the idea. I just had to remind myself why I was doing this in the first place. For her. For us. For our potential future together. She had to be sure.

We'd given ourselves the night to wind down, then tomorrow we'd start the hunt for my brother. I figured it wouldn't be hard. This wasn't exactly a huge town.

It had been so long since I'd seen him. My blood brother. The kid I'd helped raise while Grunter lost his shit over mom.

My thoughts were interrupted by a small tap on my shoulder. I turned to see a pretty little woman with black hair and a bright smile staring at me.

"Hi..." she said nervously, flashing me another smile.

"Umm... hi" I replied.

"Sorry, I'm not usually this straight up but my friends and I couldn't help but notice you guys..." She blushed a little, and had it not been for the woman already consuming my mind, I would have thought she was rather attractive.

"You're not from around here are you?" She continued.

Before I had the chance to answer, Boomer spoke up.

"Good guess pretty lady. We're just in town for a few days on business."

I saw her eyes roam over my body  before landing on my cut, and she smirked.

"Yeah, you guys sure look like a bunch of businessmen..." she answered sarcastically, and I couldn't help but smile at the balls of this little woman in front of me.

"Anyway, wanna come join us?" She asked, motioning towards the table full of woman eyeing us like a pack of wild animals.

"Love to sweetheart, just lemme get us all another round" Boomer answered, standing as he spoke.

The girls eyes lit up, and she turned and made a thumbs up to the table of women, sending them all into a fit of giggles.

"I'm out" I said casually, before downing the last of my beer and standing to leave.

The woman looked disappointed, but I didn't give a fuck.

Boomer and Speed both gave me knowing looks.

"Dont forget we have business to deal with tomorrow. Don't be fucking late" I warned my men before leaving the club.

The crisp night air was a welcome change from the smell of stale cigarette and alcohol. We'd walked from the hotel, not wanting to draw attention to ourselves on our bikes, so I decided to take the long way back.

As I strolled the streets, taking in the unfamiliar sights around me, my eyes roamed over each shop front as I passed.

Suddenly a photo in a real estate window caught me eye and stopped me in my tracks. The grown man smiling at me from the photo looked familiar, and all my fears about recognizing my brother were gone in an instant.

It was him. Andrew James Sullivan. I'd recognize those eyes anywhere. He inherited them from our mother.

So... the bastard had made a name for himself in the real estate industry. I felt my heart swell with pride for my little brother.