Solomon heard his phone vibrating repeatedly and wiped the grease off his hands to check. "Jesus, K," he murmured as he read the first two texts, a smile creeping on to his face. The last two texts made him stop to think before he responded. Of course, Tallis was attractive, pretty much to every man who saw her. But, Kaci was different. She wasn't cold and hardened like all of the other women he met through the club. She was delicate, kind, and quietly seductive. She didn't need to flaunt what she had for Solomon to know that he wanted it.

"If you mean your brother," he typed, "then yes. You know how he is around her. If you're referring to me, then shut the fuck up. I'm almost done here at the shop til we meet back in a few hours. Want me to swing by?" He hit 'send' and locked his phone, running a greasy hand through his hair without thinking. "Shit," he cursed when he realized what he did. He put away his tools and walked upstairs to his room. [i]"At least with Tallis here, Tillman will be preoccupied.[/i]" With that thought, he stripped and jumped into the shower. 

------------------------------------------

Jeremy decided to stay at the bike while Tallis visited Taylor's grave. Shit, he probably visited it enough for the both of them, sometimes twice in a week depending on what the club had going on. He missed Taylor more than he'd care to put into words, and everyone usually tried to stay clear of the subject with him. Another reason seeing Tallis was so painful was that she reminded him so much of Taylor. All the memories the three of them had together would flood his mind when he saw her face. 

 After the "accident," Jeremy sought revenge with the club the other driver had been in. This caused a sort of street war, with a few lives lost along with a lot of business. It turned out a lot of buyers don't want their coke when it comes from a seller knee deep in enemy blood. They finally built business back up, but they were now on the cusp of another war.

His phone vibrated, and Ashley's name flashed across his screen. "I thought you weren't gonna call me, Ashley," he laughed. "Shut up, Tillman. What are you doing tonight?" He rolled his eyes at the question. "More club business, and I have a visitor from out of town. I probably won't be seeing you for a while." The girl on the other end paused for a moment. "Whatever, Tillman." She hung up on him.

Once he noticed Tallis had fell silent, he lit a cigarette and approached her and the plot. He pulled it out of his mouth and placed it on top of the tombstone to "share" with Taylor. He reached into the breast pocket of his cut and pulled out a silver flask, taking a swig and wiping his mouth with his arm. He held out the flask to Tallis as to offer her some, the same stone cold expression remaining on his face.

After a few minutes of standing in silence, Jeremy reached a hand down to help her up. "Ready?"