Chapter Seven

Meg took a sip of her drink while listening to the sisters disagree. She wouldn't call it an argument, but they were definitely disagreeing.

"Now, see, I think you're trying to re-write history. I mean, I know as you get older, your mind goes, so I'll chalk it up to that," Beth said.

"Little sister, I distinctly remember I won the last time we raced the dirt bikes. It was before the guys all came back, and it was after we got back from Nelson's." Remi glared at Beth.

"Nope, that was two times ago. The last time we raced was after War came back and you were mad about his texts. It was when he was still acting like an ass. When we raced, I won and then we all went and drank margaritas at Sarah's and talked bad about men."

"Okay, so you mean Remi and War fought before they got together? How have you all not shared that with me?" Stella asked.

Meg loved all the women she'd met, and she'd even started to get all the names right. Stella was her age, and if she was right, she was the mom to Rose, Tasha, and Scoop, who was married to Sarah. The chatter had her relaxing and enjoying just being with people.

They'd returned from the Poker Run, had a fantastic dinner and were listening to the band play. Rascal had gone to help Bear and War ice down more drinks. She hoped when he returned, he'd dance with her. She couldn't think of anything more perfect to do under the stars tonight and the Christmas lights they'd strung through the trees in the park.

All the fun almost made her forget the mess she'd need to deal with back at the college. She just needed to put it out of her mind because she couldn't do anything about it tonight. Tonight was about enjoying her time with Rascal.

"How was the ride?"

Regina's voice pulled her out of her thoughts.

"It was good. My legs feel a little strange, but I love riding with Rascal."

"There's nothing better than wrapping your arms around your man on a bike unless it's wrapping your legs around your man's hips in bed."

Meg giggled at Regina's words. Sarah, Remi, and Beth were staring at her like she'd just told them she was an alien.

"Hey, Regina, how much have you had to drink?"

Regina rolled her eyes. "Girls, I don't need to drink to appreciate the man who rescued me and my boys so many years ago. Besides, it's not like I don't know you all have sex. In fact, I've seen more than enough bare butts in the clubhouse to last a lifetime."

Sarah, along with Remi, blushed. Meg wondered if they'd share the stories or deny them.

A warm hand on her arm had her turning to see Rascal waiting for her. "Can I have this dance?"

She nodded, then turned back to the women. "I'm looking forward to hearing all the stories about you all, but right now, I need to dance with my man."