Free Tank's Redemption: Red Devils M.C. (Red Devils MC Book 4) by Michelle Woods Page A

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    Annie chose to sit down in the booth closest to him . Of course, he thought, he needed a fucking cigarette. Why him? Fuck. Sliding into the booth facing her, he really hoped that the old man didn’t notice him sitting behind him. Annie grabbed a menu and began deciding what she wanted to eat. Tank already knew he wanted a burger, so when Tammy came over he ordered a beer and Annie asked for iced tea and a sub. Tammy took their order then wandered off, Tank was about to ask her how the planning had gone for the party when a hand slapped against the back of his head, making his ears ring. Asshole! He thought, turning to glare at the old man.
    “What the hell, Duck?” He demanded.
    “You deserved that, for church.” Duck cackled out a laugh.
    Annie had just decided that they needed to talk about Tank’s highhanded behavior when the man sitting behind him smacked him in the back of the head. She sat there shocked, her mouth hanging open. What the hell? Had that really happened? Her eyes narrowed as she heard Tank ask why the man had hit him, to get a vague reply that Tank just shook his head and ignored. What the hell? Why wasn’t he cleaning up the floor with that man?
    “Well , stop. I can’t help that you got into trouble with Bone because you’re an asshole.” Tank glared at the older man, who smacked him again.
    “Hey, stop it!” Annie demanded. “You can’t keep hitting him in the head. His brains already missing a few screws.”
    “Really? That’s what you’re going with to defend me?” Tank challenged, glaring at her now.
    “Ha, you’re funny girl. What’s your name?” Duck smiled at her.
    “Annie,” She replied earning a darker scowl from Tank. She wasn’t sure why that warranted another glare, all she’d said was her name.
    “You tell him your name? When you refused to tell me?” He growled.
    Oops, she forgot she’d given him a fake name the first time they’d met, but what did he expect? She’d been a woman alone on a deserted road, miles from anyone who could help her. She winced a bit, and shrugged her shoulders.
    “That’s just perfect isn’t it?”
    Duck smacked him again, laughing. Annie narrowed her eyes and jumped up, her hands on her hips.
    “Don’t you dare do that again, old man! I’m warning you.” She yelled at the grizzly looking man. The man started and stared at her standing with her hands on her hips and a dark scowl on her brow. Tank turned to smirk at Duck, who narrowed his own eyes and just barely stopped himself from hitting Tank again.
    “Sorry, darling. It’s just that the boy is such an idiot.”
    “And you think hitting his head is helping?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.
    “No, but it amuses me.” Duck said, earning a growl from Annie.
    “Not anymore! Promise. He doesn’t need you smacking him around.” Tank wanted to kiss her when Duck grumbled, but nodded. “No , apologize to Tank for smacking him.”
    “What? I am not apologizing to that id…” She actually did something amazing the n, she grabbed Duck by the ear and demanded again.
    “Apologize.”
    “Fine, fine, no need to get nasty. Let go of my ear. Maybe, I don’t like you after all.” Duck grumbled, trying to detach her from his ear.
    Tank couldn’t believe that he’d just witnessed Duck, who was one scary mother fucker , get reprimanded by a woman in front of half the town.
    “Fine, sorry, boy.” He growled, finally pulling his ear free. He began rubbing it while glaring at Tank. Tank had no idea why the man was glaring at him when it was his own fault he’d gotten treated like a two year old, not his.
    “See that wasn’t so hard was it?” She asked, with a bright smile.
    “Yeah, it was.” Duck said, still glaring.
    “Well, I think you’ll live. Tank I will be right back, I have to use the bathroom.” Then she turned heading into the bathroom. Tank watched his woman’s sexy ass, as she walked towards the bathroom. Damn, that woman had a nice ass. That was