“Can’t we have a damn conversation?”
“Take off your clothes. You wanted to get to it, let’s get to it.”
“But don’t expect sweet from me right now, ___.”
“That’s not what you’re gonna get. That’s not the way I want it right now.”
“It was hell, these last few months. Not being able to see you, touch you.”
“You think one night was gonna be enough to make up for all those months?”
“I’ve never been a patient man, ___,”
“And you’ve definitely pushed me way past my limits.”
“Before this is over, you’re going to tell me why.”
“But “You gonna fight me on this?”
“___, why are you crying? What aren’t you telling me?”
“You know she didn’t mean shit to me. Hell, I ran her ass off that night. She hasn’t been back, I swear.”
“___, damn it, hold still. I can’t loosen this if you keep fighting me.”
“Don’t pity me. Don’t you dare!”
“If you can’t talk to me, hell ___, who can you talk to?”
“___, I don’t run, and I don’t scare easily.”
“Your secrets are my secrets. Your demons are my demons.”
“Tell me, and you’ll never have to fight them alone. I promise you that.”
“Didn’t see that one coming, did you?”
“You went off and had my baby, and never fucking thought to tell me?”
“Where is it? You leave our kid with your mom? Your sister?”
“Where’s my baby, ___?”
“I wish I could take away your pain.”
“I wish I could say something to make this all better, but I just don’t have the words. I don’t know how.”
“Please, ___, if you had any feelings for me at all, you’ll let me go.”
“You can always call me. For anything. You know that, right?”
“You want a beer?”
“Did you know ___ was carrying my baby when she left?”
“Sit the fuck down, ___.”
“Do you want to try to make a go of it with her?”
“Doesn’t matter what I want.”
“What the hell does that mean?”
“She told me if I cared anything for her, I’d let her go.”
“I have to. I have to think about what’s best for her.”
“And what about you? You gonna survive this?”
“Don’t bother arguing, honey, you know ___’s rules about someone escorting you to your car at night.”
“Can I talk to you a minute?”
“___. I’m going to shoot straight with you because that’s the kind of guy I am.”
“Is that an order boss?”
“It’s complicated.”
“How complicated?”
“Did he hurt you?”
“The light has gone out of your eyes again. Just like before.”
“You know, tattoos can cover up some pretty nasty scars. They actually do a damn fine job of it.”
“You sure you want to do this tonight?”
“You don’t want to talk, that’s fine. But if you ever do, I’m here.”
“___ finally working his shit out?”
“He’s doing better. It’s just gonna take some time.”
“You see what I’m seeing?”
“Goddamn it. Call a meeting.”
“What do we know?”
“I talked with ___. He’s had no problems. He’s got no clue.”
“That’s the third hit on a business that has a direct line to our income.”
“I’m not buying that it’s a coincidence.”
“Who the fuck is doing this?”
“I don’t know, but when we catch them, they’re going to wish they were dead.”
“It’s so beautiful up here.”
“If you hadn’t joined the MC, what would you have done?”
“You mean what did I want to be when I grew up?”
“Do you ever miss your family?”
“You need back up, just say the word.”
“You offering to be my back up, ___?”
“I’ll always be your back up, darlin’. Anytime. Anyplace.”
“Sometimes people just need to be reminded of shit and put in their place.”
“Hey, darlin’, want to go for a ride?”
“Our hours are eleven to nine in case you forgot.”
“It needs a little work, but it’s a good bike.”
“I’ll make you a deal. I’ll fix it, but you’ve got to learn to ride it.”
“It’s not up for negotiation.”
“I’m not camping out in some campground with a bunch of men.”
“I need a bed and a hot shower.”
“High maintenance, isn’t she, boss?”
“I never met a woman who wasn’t.”
“I’m not sharing. Just so we’re clear.”
“Babe, you seen my long sleeve shirt?”
“You know I have to go. It’s a mandatory run.”
“Sturgis is national. There’ll be Chapters from all over the country.”
“I know. How long will you be gone?”
“You know how a woman like that likes to be fucked, ___?”
“You bend her over, pull her hair whisper dirty things in her ear, and fuck her like you mean it.”
“Here, ___. I want a shot waiting on me when I get inside.”
“Five bucks doesn’t go very far in this town, ___.”
“Check out the chick riding the bobtail chopper.”
“There’s gonna be half a million bikers here. I’ll probably never run into her again.”
What in the hell are you doing?”
“Makin’ s’mores. Want one?”
“What are you twelve?”
“S’mores are fucking fantastic. Don’t gotta be twelve to enjoy one.”
“Is that what you had in the bag from the quick-rip mini-mart earlier?”
“When I die, I want one of you to go to my funeral dressed like the grim reaper.”
“Don’t say anything. Just stand there.”
“Is he high?”
“Everyone at my funeral gets a stun-gun. The last one standing gets all my stuff.”
“So far, my only accomplishment in life has been not having kids.”
“Yeah, ___, and society is really grateful.”
“Let me give you you some advice on dealing with a pregnant woman.”
“Unless you are physically dying, and I mean shot six times and about to pass out from blood loss, do not, I repeat, do not complain about any of your ailments.”
“Any gripes you have about being tired or achy will not be met with sympathy, ___.”
“And keep your place stocked with lots of alcohol.”
“And when she gets to the third trimester, just resign yourself to letting her have control over everything. The TV remote, the car radio, the bank account-”
