“Okay, so you made it here, decided to stay after talking to Carrin and somehow won the guys over into getting you a job at the bar or was it the diner,” I asked?
“Actually, that night at the diner Carrin introduced me to Elaine and helped me get the job. I didn’t start working nights at the bar until roughly two weeks later. You see I still had some money, but I was down to a little over a thousand. It wasn’t enough to put security deposit and first month’s rent down, so I was staying in my truck until I could get another five hundred bucks or so saved up. One night I was parked in my usual spot over by the falls just passed the clubhouse, which at the time I had no idea what it was when Tank came pulling up behind me with one of the club girls on the back of his bike. After him reading me the riot act for trespassing and then for me sleeping out there on my own he made me follow him back to the clubhouse to face the guys,” she told me.
“Well, that was a dick move. What the hell was such the big deal that you couldn’t crash in the truck? It’s not like the rest of us haven’t spent nights camping and partying out there overnight and technically if it’s where I think it was you weren’t on club property. You would have been on the parcel that belongs to this house, right?”
“Yep, you're exactly right. Axle wasn’t around so I was left to talk to Boomer, Viking, Ghost, and your dad. After a few hours of questioning, they offered me a job working at the bar at night helping Queenie. Viking also reached out to someone about an apartment. All it took was his word and bam I had a place to lay my head. It’s the same place I’ve been renting or until I was attacked. I guess I don’t have it anymore. It’s neither here nor there at this point in time. Anyway, I don’t know why but they took pity on me. From my three years being around here, I now know that it was totally out of character, but I will forever be grateful.”
“Ok, so you’re not upset about being stuck here now, right?” Breeana shook her head no at my question which led me to my next question. “Is it Tank? Is he being an ass because I won’t have a problem sending Izzy or Romy to kick his ass? I’d do it for you, but as you heard early, I’m carrying precious cargo.”
My offer had Breezy finally laughing, thank God. With a smile on my face, she confided in me. “No need to kick his butt, although he is being very overprotective and could probably use a smack to the head to straighten him out. Either way, it has nothing to do with Tank. I was just a little overwhelmed at watching this family come together time and time again. You all have had each other’s backs since day one, something I’ve never had. This is what I always wanted and to be an outsider looking in had me reminiscing about what I left behind. Hell, if my mother found out I was pregnant before I got married and the one I chose to marry worked with his hands, she’d have me locked away forever. Trust me when I say that I couldn’t be happier for you and I mean no disrespect, it just had me wishing my mother and my family were more like yours. Pathetic, I know, but it doesn’t mean it hurts any less to watch.”
“First of all, if you think for one minute that someone around here is going to hit Tank in the head for being overprotective you’ve lost your goddamn mind. Newsflash sweetheart every one of these assholes is born with the overprotective gene. Even us girls are protective of them, we just go about it differently. Second, of all, you need to realize that you do have that girl. We all consider you family, with or without your fascination with Tank. There’s a reason why you and that horse dog of yours were moved in here with the rest of us. It’s because you belong here chick,” I said just before being pulled into a bear hug by Breeanna.
I held on to Breezy for a few minutes before the sounds of little footsteps had me pulling back looking at the clock. Dammit, it was after seven already and from the sound of things, the little ones were up leaving me no time for a nap. I got up to head to the stove leaving Breeanna at the table. I started pulling out frying pans and breakfast food out of the fridge. Without being asked Breeanna left her post at the table to join me in making breakfast for the crew.
Tank
We had been in the barn for over an hour making no headway. Yasmin’s pleading was getting us nowhere. The only thing it seemed to accomplish was pissing Blaze and Ghost off. Ghost stood back in his callous demeanor while Blaze was red in the face and pacing ready to pounce. I wasn’t the only one to notice the agitation level Blaze was at. Throttle stepped in to try and reason with Blaze before things went too far too soon.
“I know everything in you is telling you to kill this cunt but brother we need to keep her around until we can figure out where the other two pieces of shit are,” Throttle reasoned with an enraged Blaze.
“It wasn’t your fucking family they went after asshole. They set my fucking sisters’ apartment on fire. If it had been just one day later, God only knows what would have happened to Izzy and Romy or even Trevor. Imma kill every one of these bitches starting with that bitch right there,” Blaze yelled pointing at Yasmin.
“You kill her you might be ending the only possible way we have to draw these assholes out. Think about your sisters and the rest of the goddamn women in this club. You want all the bitches having to look over their damn shoulders every time they leave the fucking house. I know I sure as hell don’t. I say we cut the bitch down and keep her as a fucking prisoner until the other two fuckers are caught. Then when we have the last three will throw a fucking barbecue and watch them all fucking burn,” Throttle said to Blaze.
Axle was next to step in while the rest of us stood back accessing the situation. “Blaze, I have to agree with Throttle. I think it’s time to go back over to the house and check on everyone. We’ll cut the bitch down and chain her to the anchor in the floor. As much as I want to see this cunt dead for everything else we’ve been through over the last fucking year, I believe she had no clue about the fire earlier. I promise you we’ll get the other two before month’s end.”
Blaze said nothing as he turned his back, walking out of the barn with Ghost hot on his heels. The rest of us stayed back to cut the bitch down and get her set up for a nice long stay. Happy took the liberty of cuffing her foot to the thick ass chain that was attached to the eyelet anchor cemented in the floor. The Prez might not be agreeing to let Blaze kill the bitch, but he wasn’t showing her any sympathy either. The brothers brought in a five-gallon bucket for her to piss and shit in, a pack of saltines and a few bottles of water. The prospects would be made to monitor the live feed from the cameras at all times.
“Alright fellas, it’s time to head back up to the house. It’s after seven in the fucking morning, and my ass is hungry,” the President growled. We killed the lights and made our way back over to the house. The sun was already rising as when we walked through the back door of the house. My woman was beside Avery cooking away while Hunter and Tivie sat at the table with bowls of Applejacks. The boys didn’t wait for an invitation before digging in. The line formed instantly, and the brothers loaded their plates. The girls had a spread complete with eggs, bacon, grits, and pancakes. The orange juice was out, and the coffee pot was full.
Breezy
Avery and I had been cooking away by the time the guys walked in the back door. No one said anything as they began making their plates. I could see Axle walk up behind Avery. She mutters something about not being the time before Axle brought me in the middle of their conversation. “Hey, Breeanna you mind watching those eggs for a minute? I think Avery needs to run upstairs and get something she needs to show me,” Axle asked.
“Oh, sure Ax, I’ll take care of it,” I said looking down at the frying pan. I’m sure my face was still red and puffy from crying and I didn’t want anyone seeing me upset.
“There’s no need, I grabbed what you wanted earlier when I went to bring Tivie down,” Avery said as she pulled Axle into the living room away from everyone leaving me at the stove by myself to watch over the eggs. With as much false bravado as I could muster, I kept myself on task totally ignoring the pull I felt as soon as Tank walked in. I could feel his st
are on me making my traitorous body was come alive with want that was overwhelming. It felt like years since I had his lips on mine instead of mere hours ago. I still didn’t know what the kiss meant; was he ready to make a go of us being a couple or was he just trying to turn me into one of his conquests again?
I tried not to dwell on it, but I was finding it hard not to. The rest of the women of the house were still sleeping so I didn’t have the buffer I normally did when Tank and I were in the same room. At least when Axle and Avery came walking back in hand in hand I felt some of the tension ease. Their announcement had the attention of the room focused on them.
The club President cleared his throat pulling everyone's attention away from their breakfast. “Okay everyone we got a few announcements to make,” he said looking over at Avery. They were both gleaming with joy. I kind of had an idea of the news they were about to drop but I decided to act surprised anyway.
“As most of you know I asked this gorgeous fucking bombshell to marry my evil ass and by some saving grace she’s said yes to marrying me and to being my old lady finally!” From all over the room, you heard things like, “we already know” or “congrats” from those gathered in the kitchen.
“Yeah, I kinda figured with Walls’ big ass mouth and the way news travels around here everyone would know before sunrise. There’s something else, though,” he said raising what looked to be sonogram pictures in the air. “Apparently, while I had a secret ambush planned to get this chick to say yes, she had her own set of secrets. When we took our little ride early, she’s the one who dropped not one but two bombs. We found out why she was so damn sick the last few days, no doubt my boys causing a shit ton of trouble even in the womb. Look at this shit fuckers, I’m gonna be a dad again times two! WE’RE FUCKING HAVING TWINS, BOYS!”
The room erupted into shouts of congratulations. Everyone made sure to address the couple personally. Even Boomer couldn’t contain the grin on his face that quickly turned to laughter when Wall called the happy couple out when they started to kiss in front of everyone.
“Okay get a room you two, that’s the reason why ya got two more rug rats coming,” Wall yelled through laughter.
It didn’t seem to phase either one of them. They were too happy with each other. The only time they broke apart was when Axle scooped Hunter in his arms before the three of them sat down at the table to join in the conversation with the rest of the group.
I could barely get the eggs finished before Hawk and Blaze were back at the counter waiting for seconds. Hawk was sporting his cute little smirk he normal has but Blaze’s body was tight with tension. He didn’t seem to be able to let go of the events of last night. I can’t say I blame him either. I pity whoever he unleashed it on. Not wanting to catch the slightest portion of it, I offered a quick smile before I turned to start loading the dishwasher. As I worked loading the appliance with the dishes used to prepare breakfast, a few of the guys brought their plates up to be loaded. I was focused on fitting as many dishes as possible in the bottom rack when I felt someone come up behind me as they reached down to drop a fork in the silverware holder. Even though my eyes darted to the right catching a glimpse of the lion tattoo I spend hours dreaming about, I knew it was Tank by the smell of the cologne he always wears. It was masked by sweat and cigarette smoke but it was still there.
He held his position nestled right up behind me causing my nipples to peek and my skin to pebble. This man did things to my body even I didn’t understand. I’ve never had this kind of reaction to anyone and I wasn’t sure I wanted it to stop. I was relishing in the closeness of our bodies when Tank spoke up. “We need to talk, my beautiful girl. Not now, though. We’re both exhausted and need to catch a few hours of sleep. Be ready by two this afternoon. You and I have a date with my bike.”
“Okay, if you’re sure. You don’t have to. I know you have a million things around here that are going to need your attention,” I whispered.
“Your right about that,” Tank started before pulling back enough for both of us to stand up straight. I wasn’t expecting him to turn me so that I was facing him, though. With the two of us looking each other in the eyes he went on, “there are a lot of things that are going to need my attention today, baby, but you need my attention more. There are some things I need to explain and we don’t need all the ears around when I do it. Now give me a kiss and then I want you to take your pretty ass downstairs and get some sleep. We’re taking the bike and I don’t need you falling off cuz you’re tired.”
Oh my God! Taking the bike to where? I could feel my heart began to speed up with just his words, yet when his lips touched mine it felt like it was going to explode out of my chest. This kiss wasn’t as dominant as the one the night before but the chemistry was just as hot. It was over too soon for my liking and I was left without a chance to protest. Tank had pulled away only to stop long enough to deliver a warning. “Two o’clock, Breeanna. Don’t make me come find you.” Then he was gone leaving me to deal with the stares and the smirks of everyone in the now quiet kitchen. Even Blaze was smiling and Avery was giving me a thumbs up from her spot on Axle’s lap. My face was burning and I know it was only fueling the men’s amusement. I gave the room as a whole a quick smile before rushing off to the basement.
Lucky for me the group of women, along with a snoring Trevor, were still fast asleep. The only problem I had was finding an empty spot to curl up. There wasn’t a couch or a bed that had room for me. Looks like I’d have to crash in the living room again. I snatched a spare blanket and a pillow before taking the stairs back up to the ground floor. Without stopping in the kitchen I walked into the dark living room straight to the chase lounge in the corner. I’ve spent a few days curled up on this comfy chair while lost in a book.
I quickly got comfortable with the pillow under my head and cocooned myself under the thick blanket. As soon as I shut my eyes I drifted off to sleep with thoughts of a bearded man with dark purple eyes curling up with me.
Tank
I left Bree standing at the sink in the kitchen in a daze. Part of me felt bad for leaving her to deal with the bunch gathered around the table, but the other part, the part that was wishing I could throw her over the counter and lick her until she was screaming my name, knew that I needed to get away from her before I made her mine in front of the audience gathered in the kitchen. Walking away from her left an ache in my balls that needed attention stat! With everyone in the kitchen, I knew the bathroom on the second floor would be empty. Not only was I able to take a long hot shower without being interrupted, I was also granted the time to jerk off in peace. Hell, it didn’t take long to do. Visions of Bree in that purple bikini would be stored in my spank bank for a long time to come.
With my balls empty and the grime of the last thirty-six hours washed away my body was finally relaxed enough to catch a few hours of sleep. Sleep I wouldn’t find anytime soon if I didn’t find somewhere to lay my head away from the rest of my family milling around. The den would be occupied by my brothers napping or the kids watching TV. The bedrooms have all been spoken for by the couples of the group and the basement was assigned to the rest of the unattached females of the club. I’d never make it to the clubhouse nor would I be granted a chance to crash with the Rowensville boys still hanging around. At least the living room has the french doors that can be pulled shut to cancel out most of the noise. I just needed it quiet enough to fall asleep. After that, a bomb could go off and I’d sleep right through it.
When I walked into the living room I noticed someone had already beat me to it. Someone was curled up under a thick blanket on the lounge chair in the corner of the room of the room. At first, I was just going to slip out quietly and leave whoever to the peacefulness of the darkened room. That was until I caught a better glimpse of the of the long chocolate hair that was sprawled out across the pillow. I inched closer only to find my gut was right. Bree was snuggled under a fleece blanket while she snored softly. Even while fast asleep and the slightest o
f drool leaking out the corner of her luscious lips, she was fucking gorgeous! It was in that moment I wanted to kick my own ass for waiting so long to go after her. That ended today! Before the night was through the whole damn world was going to know that this voluptuous goddess was mine!
I’m not sure how long I stood there watching her sleep before I was startled by the creek of the french doors leading into the living room brought me to reality. I whipped around quickly putting my finger to my mouth silently letting whoever walked in to be quiet so my girl could sleep. I knew she had to be exhausted.
I wasn’t expecting to see my father sticking his head in the crack between the two doors. Looking past me to Bree curled up on the lounge for a brief second before turning his focus back to me with a cheeky grin that lasted only for a second before his serial blank expression took over. With a sideward nod from dear old dad, indicating for me to step out of the room, I turned to steal a quick look at my girl. Once I was satisfied she was still sound asleep I quietly walked out of the living room hoping this would be a quick conversation so I could finally close my eyes for a few hours. It was already past 9 a.m. and I would need to be up by one this afternoon to get things ready to take Bree for a long overdue ride.
As I closed the doors softly behind me I spoke in a hushed tone. “What can I do for you old man? Something come up in the short time we’ve been apart?
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