Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Seventeen

Alice

"I want an RV."

Wrecker grabbed a beer from the fridge and bumped it shut with his hip. "No."

"Uh, yes," I countered. "I want us to get out and just travel. I was looking at them yesterday, and they have ones that you can haul your bike in some compartment in the back. I don't really get how it works, but I know it works." I had looked at a ton of RVs online, and after a while, they had all started to blur together. But I still knew I wanted one. Badly.

"You are going to put your herd of cows in there, too?" he laughed. "Last I checked, they don't feed themselves."

I rolled my eyes. "Kingston will take care of them. You know he loves those cows just as much as I do." I had already thought about all of that. Sure, Kingston had moved into the clubhouse, but that didn't mean he couldn't come stay at the house to watch the cattle and animals while we were gone. I mean, was he really going to say no to me, his mother? I think not.

"He loves animals in general." Wrecker wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me to his side. "He got that from his mama."

I laid my head on his shoulder and sighed. "I don't want to leave leave, but it would be nice to be able to get away for a week or so here and there."

"We can just take the bike," Wrecker suggested. "You love being on the back."

"Yeah, because we can totally drive the bike in any weather and sleep in it," I drawled. "We need an RV, Wrecker." Love the bike, but it was not practical for going on vacation unless that vacation was to Bike Week or something like that. Been there, done that, and I was ready for some new kind of vacation.

"This is all Meg's doing, isn't it?" he asked.

It wasn't, but it kind of was. She had been the one to show me that Wrecker and I still had a whole lot of life in front of us. I, of course, loved the farm we had grown, but I did have a slight itch to see the country more.

One or two trips a year in a kickass RV could totally help scratch that itch.

"How about you agree to go look at them with me? I want to be able to get one that I can drive, too. If we get it too big, I'll be slamming into curbs and whatnot."

"So that will be different from your normal driving, how?" he laughed.

"Promise me," I prodded.

"Fine," Wrecker grumbled. "We will go look at them, but that is as far as my promise goes. We're going to have a lot going on with the club, and the TV show will start filming in a few weeks."

I wrinkled my nose. "That"s even more reason to get an RV. I told you I'm not too keen on being on the TV show. When things get crazy with the show, I can just pack up in the RV and head out. Kingston can watch the cows for me. Hell, the TV show could do some spin like a cowboy biker," I suggested. Anything to get the attention off of me. Not that I thought they would be solely focused on me, but I also knew I accidentally did some funny shit that got attention. I preferred funny shit to not be documented on TV.

Wrecker pulled me in front of him and brushed my hair back from my neck. "I know, babe. No one is going to make you do anything you don't want to."

"Besides," I drawled. "I think you are going to have a lot more drama than you know what to do with if what you saw with Adley and Mason becomes anything."

Wrecker shook his head. "Whatever those two have going on has nothing to do with me."

"It will have something to do with you if Mason makes a move on Adley. Slayer will kill Mason." Wrecker had managed to eavesdrop on a rather heated conversation between Adley and Mason. I didn't know how, but somehow, Wrecker hadn't told a soul besides me, and even I hadn't breathed a word to anyone.

Now that right there was a freaking miracle.

"It won't if when everyone finds out, we are hundreds of miles away in our big ass RV seeing the country. None the wiser to whatever drama the club is having." I pressed my hand to his chest and batted my eyes at him. "Please," I whispered.

I knew I had him with that. He was dreading Slayer finding out about whatever had gone on between Adley and Mason. Even though I really, really wanted to know what happened between the two, I knew I didn't want to be in it.

Tucked away in our RV was a good place to be when that happened.

Wrecker held up his finger. "We are only looking, and we both need to agree on which one we get."

I clapped my hands together like a happy seal.

"If we get one," he added.

"Yes, yes!" I shouted. I wrapped my arms around his neck and climbed him like a tree. "You are not going to regret this for one second," I promised. "It's going to be amazing."

Wrecker grunted, but he didn't take back his promise to look at them.

That RV was going to be the beginning of a whole new chapter for Wrecker and me. And who knew, maybe that chapter would include more time with King, Meg, and the Devil's Knights.