Tank's Redemption: Red Devils M.C. (Red Devils MC Book 4) (3 page)

“No, I am not giving you my keys, cupcake.” Annie replied.

“Wanda, we have to have the keys in order to bring your van in.” Tank sounded exasperated.

The man from the back began snickering, “Did she just call him cupcake?” He asked the other man
, who was grinning.

“Yep, she sure fucking did.” Trick, she thought Jake had called him
, replied.

The door behind them opened and a female voice was calling out. “Trick, baby can I have the keys to the…
Holy hell.” Annie had turned to look at the door, and she grinned from ear to ear, as the other woman squealed and they ran to meet, hugging.

“Oh
, my goodness, it’s been forever. How are you?” Katie asked, pulling away from her.

“Not great,
I was on the road for mom.” She shared a look with Katie, letting her know without words that the load she was carrying was dangerous. “Damned van broke down and left me stranded. He brought me here.” She nodded to Tank.

Katie let out a laugh, “
Tank?” She questioned.

“Yep.”

“Wanda, can we have your keys to go get your van, please.”

Katie looked at Tank in confusion, “Who’
s Wanda?” she asked.

Tank was
suddenly convinced that all women were nuts. Katie seemed to know Wanda, but she acted like she had no idea what the other woman’s name was. Women were all crazy, maybe it was a good thing he hadn’t found ‘
the one’
yet. She’d most likely be as looney as these two were.

“She’
s Wanda.” Tank said, stabbing his finger at Wanda.

Katie surprised him by laughing. Then she looked at Wanda. “I think you’ve been naughty again, Annie.”

“Annie?” Tank questioned.

“Yes,
that’s my name, Cupcake.” Annie replied, grinning.

“But…why did you tell me it was Wanda
?” Tank was really confused now. Why the hell had the woman told him her name was Wanda? Annie definitely fit her better though, it was softer, and less cold. Like she’d be when he took her curves to his bed, he thought, his cock twitching.

“I wasn’t giving you my real name when you gave me an obviously fake one.
I mean really? What did you expect?” Annie looked at him over her shoulder.

“Stop calling me that! Call me Jake or Tank.” Tank growled, glaring at her.
Hearing the laughter from the two buffoons standing behind him, he glanced over his shoulder shooting a dark glower at them.

Trick
stopped laughing and looked at him in shock. Yeah, so he’d told her his real name, big fucking deal. He thought, but it was. It was a big deal, and he was so screwed. The woman didn’t seem to like him at all, and he was already becoming as pussy whipped as the rest of the club was. Fuck.

“Annie, I’ve missed you! What have you been up to?” Katie asked, leading Wanda, no wait, Annie over to the couch, where the two women sat. Tank watched them, pissed that she wasn’t even paying attention to him anymore. Why the fuck had he brought her here? He should have just taken her home, then had Trick send Tiny by his place to get her keys.

“I missed you, too. I’m pulling one last job for mother, then it’s done.” She told Katie, knowing she would understand.

“Ah, well that’s good. It’s a little…” She paused
, searching for the right word.

“Annoying.” Annie supplied.

“Yes, among other things.” Annie knew she meant the danger part of the work she’d done for her mother. She knew that the other woman understood that she’d wanted out for nearly two years, and she’d been saving since that night. She shivered, thinking about the dark hole the Jackal’s had put her in after they’d kidnapped her after they’d beat her.

“Can we get back to the van
, ladies?” Tank demanded, annoyed that they didn’t seem to care that the men were waiting to take care of important shit.

“He’s safe
, give him your keys, Annie” Katie said, letting her know with a direct stare and a wink that he wasn’t going to steal her haul.

Annie stood digging the keys from her purse. She moved towards him. When she stood just in front of him
, she stopped, looking up at him. Which was kind of nice, considering that didn’t happen much, at five seven she was very tall for a woman.

“
Don’t bang it around a lot, cause it’s my mother’s and she is particular about her stuff.”

“I just bet she is.” Katie snorted out a laugh.

Annie looked over her shoulder, smiling at her. Katie winked at her. Tank scowled. Women, he thought, wanting to pull his hair out, they were all acting squirrelly today. What the hell were they talking about, now? Tiny wasn’t going to bang up the van, besides the damned thing had looked pretty beat up from what he could remember.  It was just odd that they were laughing like hyenas. He took the keys from her hand, sighing.

“Here,” he said
, handing them to Tiny who took them and walked back into the bays to get one of the tow trucks.

“Now, were can I get something to eat around here. I’m starving.” Annie asked Katie.

Smiling, Katie stood and replied, “Tammy’s has good burgers.”

“Sounds good
.” Annie smiled back at her. Then the two women headed to the door leaving him staring after them. Pissed, he followed. The woman hadn’t even thanked him! Now she was leaving with Katie without even a see you later. What the hell was wrong with her?

“
Wait a damned minute, aren’t you going to invite me?” Tank demanded, following them.

Katie looked back at him in surprise, then at Annie. Annie turned, looking at him for a long moment. Then she finally asked.

“You wanna come with us? I figured you were dumping me on Katie. But if you wanna come too. It’s cool.” She smiled at him.

Tank glar
ed at her. Really? She thought he was just going to dump her on Katie and run? Of course, if she insisted on calling him cupcake, maybe he should run. Why was he even following her to the damned diner, he wasn’t even hungry. Only he knew that he was going to go with them, and it was all his dick’s fault.

Tank growled, “Yes, I want to come with you
.” He ignored Trick’s snickering behind him.

“You hungry, baby? W
ant me to bring you something back when we come back? I need to get the keys to the shed. I want to store some of my things in it.” Katie called back to Trick, who smiled, walking over to her, and grabbing her around the waist.

Pulling her close, he kissed her. Long and hard, it made Tank want to grab Annie and run. Maybe he was losing his shit,
and trying to find the one had made him crazy, and now he was willing to take any woman who made his dick twitch. Even if she did disrespect him with a ridiculous name, and ignore him. He thought, glaring at her.

“’Bout time you remembered I was in the room. I’m going to punish you for that later, sugar.” Trick growled.

“Again?” Katie asked, breathlessly.

“Again. Always,
sugar.” Trick growled. His voice rough, and his eyes burning into hers. Annie watched, surprised that her friend wasn’t feeding him his own balls after that comment. She watched the two of them with surprise.

“Trick…”
Katie whimpered.

He looked down at her with a stern look
. Then in a commanding voice, he grunted, “You know the rules.” Leaning down, he whispered something in her ear, causing her to blush.

Annie
watched her friend’s reaction, surprised, neither of them were super girly it was one of the things they had in common. Trick released her from his arms, smacking her ass. Placed a peck on her nose, then began heading to his office. As he passed Annie saw the huge grin on his face. Katie looked dazed standing in the door of the shop.

“Get me a club sandwich…”Trick called to her.

“With no mayo, I know.” Katie called, seeming to shake herself out of her daze. Annie grinned, dang that had been interesting. She was happy for her friend.

She turned to find Jake looking at her, “What?” She asked.

“Nothing, could we leave. These sappy scenes always make me want to vomit.” Tank demanded, glaring at the women. They both ignored him and laughed as they exited the shop, then walked towards Katie’s cage.

“Hey, you want to ride with me?” Tank called out to Annie.

She turned looking at him as if he were an idiot. Then shook her head. “No, I don’t want to get back on that death machine with you. I almost died the first time.” Annie said, barely listening to the man as he continued to defend his skills on the bike. She just shut the door on his words. She didn’t like motorcycles, but today it had been that or walking. In this heat, there really hadn’t been a choice.

Katie looked at her and grinned widely. “That was mean. He really is a sweet guy, you know.”

“I know, I just wanted to fuck with him. You know how I am. If a man isn’t willing to put up with the shit I throw their way then it’s better to know before I get too attached. Besides I just can’t help myself.”

“I think you just want to run them away sometimes, Annie. That way they can’t disappoint you.” Katie said, watching her friend
, cranking the truck.

“Maybe…
”

“What…I was very careful while you wer
e on the…” Tank stopped, talking. The woman had just gotten into the car and slammed the door, not even letting him finish. How rude. Maybe he should just go home. This was a shit day after all, but his dick twitched again. Making him sigh before climbing on his bike and followed them to the diner. He wanted to stay with her. Even if she didn’t want him around. Fuck, he needed a smoke.

He
was already turning into a fucking pansy, he thought, sighing in displeasure. Only something was telling him that she was the woman he been looking for, and he was pretty sure it was his hard dick. The woman that would fit him, and if she was, he was going to keep her forever. There was no other option.

Tank held the door for Annie and Katie, who entered Tammy’s ahead of him. He almost groaned, watching Annie’s ass in the slacks she wore. He could see a hint of its shape as she walked. Damn, he’d bet that she had a great ass under those pants. His dick twitched again, reminding him that it hadn’t been used in a while. He had a feeling it was going to be a while longer too from the way she was ignoring him. Annie seemed like the type of woman who didn’t rush into anything, except maybe trouble. Yep, he was sure that the woman ran head long into trouble, without a second thought.

That was not going to make things easy on him, he thought, following
them to a table near the back of the diner. They slid into the booth, Katie took the inside seat while Annie sat down beside her on the end. That was when the vultures descended. Making Tank want to knock the stupid assholes heads together.

No sooner, had Annie and Katie sat down at the table
, than Rock, Pretty Boy and Log were over at their table. Tank snarled when Log leaned close, taking a whiff of Annie’s hair. Tank wasn’t happy with that at all, he felt an odd clenching in his gut. He was most definitely not okay when Pretty Boy asked who she was while sliding into the booth on the other side. Tank was left standing beside the table, glowering at the three other men.

“So, who’s your sexy friend, Katie?” Pretty Boy asked, grinning.

He was pointedly ignoring Tank, which made him want to wring the other man’s neck. He needed to mind his own business. Annie was his. He’d found her, and if anyone was keeping her it was him. And yeah that might make his logic fucked up, but he didn’t give a fuck.

“Move!” Tank barked
, at Rock who stood at the end blocking him from the booth.

“Geez, cupcake. No need to be rude.” Annie snapped, looking at him with a slight scrunching of her nose.

“Cupcake,” Rock snickered. Log almost fell over he was laughing so hard, and Pretty Boy’s mouth hung open for a moment.

“Just move
, damn it!” He barked, shoving Rock out of the way. He jerked Pretty Boy out of the booth by the back of his shirt, dumping him on the floor. He sat down taking up the whole other half, so that these knuckleheads would get the hint that they needed to leave.

“
So, beauty, who are you?” Log asked, still too close to Annie.

“This is Annie, her van broke down
when she was passing through. So, she’ll be here for a bit.” Katie said. “Oh and she’ll be here for the wedding too.” Then turning to Annie, she demanded. “You will be, won’t you?”

“Yes,” A
nnie replied. Tank watched her, seeing Log reached out intending to touch her. Annie noticed too, and seemed to flinch a bit. Oh, hell no, that wasn’t going to happen. Reaching out he stopped the hand before it made contact, clenching hard enough that Log’s hand cracked. Tank knew that he hadn’t broken anything, but he wanted to be sure that the man got the point.

“You are not touching her. Now, get the fuck away from her.”
Tank snarled at the other man, standing. Annie looked at him with grateful confusion in her eyes. She didn’t speak, just looked at Pretty Boy who was now sitting in the booth again. Damn it, he was going to have to kill these assholes. He watched as Log threw up his hands backing away, flexing his hand. Thankfully he’d finally gotten the picture, one down two to go, Tank thought. He’d seen Annie first, and these idiots were just sniffing around a new woman. They were always like this when a new one showed up. When Racheal had arrived, that first month Tiny had been her shadow trying to keep these vultures in check.