by Mallory Funk
If I hadn’t started seeing Aiden, I would probably fall for his charms. He’s handsome, built, and has those dimples that he makes look so good. I would never tell him that. His ego is already big. I may not have been in town long, but I have already heard stories about his womanizing ways.
“Very smooth, Trigger. Does that line work often?” I ask with a smirk.
“With everyone but you, Ella, and Stacey,” he says without missing a beat.
The waitress comes over and he orders his lunch and then brings his attention back to me.
“Who said you could eat with me?” I ask playfully and then take a huge exaggerated bite of my burger while rolling my eyes. I can imagine that this is the least sexiest way I could eat right now, but just in case it isn’t, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand and wink at him.
When I look at him I have to hold back a laugh. His mouth is hanging open and he looks in shock that I would do such a thing in front of him.
“Wow… Can’t say I ever had a woman… ummm…. eat that way in front of me before…” he says with an awkward cough and looks out the window like he’s trying to avoid looking at me now, but I don’t miss the look of horror on his face.
“Don’t sit with her if you aren’t prepared to watch her eat like it’s her last meal,” a voice says from behind me and I jump because he just scared the shit out of me.
“Oh my god! Don’t sneak up on me like that! What if I was eating? I could have choked!” I say almost yelling.
“Babe, I watched you take that bite. I knew you weren’t eating. I have to say that I’m pretty glad I’m not the only one you eat like that in front of,” Aiden says with a laugh and slides into the booth beside me.
“Shit, she eats like that all the time?” Trigger asks in disbelief.
“When she’s hungry, she doesn’t care who is around,” Aiden says, and places a soft kiss on my lips.
“Well really, I’m not going to let my food go cold and eat slowly because you guys are sitting here. It always tastes better when it’s warm,” I say defensively.
When I look up at Aiden, I see the twitch of his lips.
“Hey, I’m not complaining. It’s nice to eat with a woman who isn’t afraid to eat in front of me. I’m glad that you don’t care,” he says right before the waitress comes to take his order.
“Are you headed to pick up Hale after this?” he asks, and I nod my head while taking a bite, but I wait until Trigger is looking at me before taking another huge bite and being the least sexy I have ever been, only this time he laughs instead of looking horrified.
“Yeah, I’m not sure I can pry him away from Ella though. Every day it gets harder and harder to get that boy away from his auntie,” I say with a smile.
“Well. Ella loves the guy and I’m sure it has more to do with D.J. than anything else,” Aiden says.
“That kid has everyone wrapped around his finger, why not his cousin?” Trigger says with a smirk.
“You are probably the worst one,” Aiden says to Trigger with a laugh.
I look at both of them with confusion. “What do you mean he is the worst one? I have never seen him with D.J.” I state.
Aiden laughs before he can say anything. “Well D.J. loves this guy for some reason. No pussy can compete with his attention. Whenever Trigger comes into the room, you can guarantee that he will be the first one D.J. runs to. He calls him ‘Tig’. Trigger here is always the first one on babysitting duty. If I get a call to watch D.J. for the night and he is standing right beside me, I can honestly say that he will go out himself and hang out with the little guy.”
I can’t help but look at Trigger in awe. “That’s so sweet.”
I don’t realize that I’m staring until there is a hand in front of my face. “Hey woman! Don’t look at my brother like that,” Aiden almost yells at me.
I can’t help but smirk at him. “Well, you can’t tell me all this sweet stuff about how he is with the little guy and not expect me to swoon.”
I hear Trigger snort from across the table, but I maintain eye contact with Aiden trying to hold back my laughter.
“Woman, you don’t swoon for anyone but me,” Aiden says. I quickly glance over his shoulder and see his brother and Damien coming to the table to join us, but Aiden is so focused on me that he doesn’t see them.
“And why not? What have you done that’s swoon worthy?” I fight hard to keep him from seeing my smile. I cross my arms over my chest so that it looks like I’m challenging him.
“Woman,” he growls out. “I make you swoon every fucking day. I’m the king of swoon. You almost pass out from how hard you swoon!” he says loudly.
Just then everyone bursts out in laughter.
“The swoon king, son?” Derek says, and I laugh even harder. I didn’t even see him walk up to the table. The shop must be on lunch break for everyone to start showing up.
“Fuck,” Aiden mutters so quietly I barely here him and, when I don’t stop laughing, he sends me a glare that would probably scare most people, but I know not to be scared of him unless I’m on his bad side which is a side that I don’t plan on being on.
We spend the next hour pretty much making fun of Aiden and I don’t think that I have ever been happier.
Chapter Ten
Aiden ‘Steal’
The brothers mess with me all day. The word has gotten around that I’m the ‘Swoon King,’ and now I have everyone calling me that. I had even gotten texts from Ella, Stacey, and, of course, my mother.
I don’t think that this is something that I will ever live down. I should have made sure that no one was around before I opened my mouth. I honestly wasn’t thinking. I can’t help but get jealous around Olivia. I never have been the jealous type, but being around her and then seeing her staring at Trigger like he was the greatest guy in the world had me seeing red. I wanted to hit my own brother even though I was the one that said the shit that made her look at him like that in the first place.
I know that I don’t need to be jealous of anyone who comes into her life, or if anyone tried to hit on her, but it doesn’t stop the feeling of wanting to punch every guy that looks at her like they want a piece.
I spent the rest of my afternoon thinking about Olivia. Now that I have her all to myself tonight, I plan on doing some wicked things to her body. I’m sure glad that Hale is a deep sleeper. I wouldn’t want to traumatize the poor kid.
When I finish up my work, I head straight over. I don’t bother knocking since I have been watching Hale while Olivia’s been working; I would just feel weird for knocking now anyways.
“Daddy!” Hale yells and runs into my arms. You would think that I haven’t seen the kid in days instead of hours, but it’s nice to get off work and have someone waiting for you and excited to see you.
The smile Olivia gives me lets me know that she’s happy to see me and doesn’t mind me walking in without knocking either.
It doesn’t take long for Hale to start wiggling as he tries to get down. As soon as I put him on his feet, he runs into the living room to continue playing with his toys. I take this opportunity to walk over to Olivia and give her a proper “hello” kiss.
It had been the most relaxing evening I have had in a long time. It helped that Olivia wasn’t going to work that evening, and that I would be able to go to bed with her and wake up with her the next morning. I think there was a change in all of us that night. It was more like a family spending time together instead of our previous dynamic.
The second we walk into the room after putting Hale to bed, I shut the door and lock it. I knew that I was giving Olivia a predatory look because I had to have her and needed her now.
The look in her eyes tells me that she wants me as bad as I want her.
She stepped back a couple steps, slowly pulled her shirt off her body, and then proceeded to undo the button and zipper of her shorts.
Those fucking shorts are going to be the death of me, I swear. I love how long her legs look in t
hose. She wasn’t tall or anything, maybe average height, but those shorts made her legs look longer somehow.
I start stripping my clothes off while I am watching her little strip show.
With every article of clothing she loses, I can feel myself getting harder.
I walk closer to her until the back of her knees are up against the bed, and she puts her arms around my shoulders and up to my neck so that she can pull my head down for my lips to meet hers.
There is no gentle easing into the kiss. I felt like I was starved for her. The moans and sounds that she made had me kissing her harder.
I move my hands to grab her by the waist and, before she realizes what I am doing, I pick her up and toss her back on the bed.
I follow her down and she moves her body up so that she is in the middle against the pillows.
She moves so that I could fit in between her legs. I don’t waste any time kissing, touching, biting any part of her skin I can reach. I make my way down her body, and the sounds she makes are making me crazy.
I must have been taking too long because I feel her trying to put pressure on my head so that I could go lower. I couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle and, when I look up at her, she looks like she just realized that she was doing it. I kiss her softly just below her belly button, and I hope that she got that she didn’t have to be embarrassed for getting caught up in the moment and trying to show me what she wanted.
I decide to play with her a little bit longer to drive her crazy. I start kissing and lightly biting lower, but not close enough to where she wants me to be. I make my way over to her thighs, making sure I gave both the same amount of attention.
This time when I look up at her, she is staring at the ceiling and clutching her sheets in her fists. I could tell that she wanted to grab me and make me finally put her out of her misery, but she is trying to hold herself back. Her breaths are coming in faster and her skin is flushed with arousal. I can’t help but think that she never looked sexier than she looks right now.
When she realizes that I am not moving, she quickly looks down at me and, before she can say anything, I move my mouth to her clit and suck it into my mouth.
Her head falls back again as she lets out a moan. I let up with the teasing and start to bring her to the brink of an orgasm, but not quite, letting her fall over the edge. I wanted us to come together, so I make sure to quickly put a condom on and place myself between her legs.
I am kneeling between her legs with my cock at her entrance and, when I look at her and catch her eyes, I enter her with one thrust. We both moan at the sensation.
There was no way that I could take my time fucking her right now and, by the sounds she is making, I could tell that she doesn’t mind.
I am thrusting hard and fast. I want this time to last, so when I can tell that we are both close, I pull out. Before Olivia can protest, I flip her over to her stomach and thrust back in.
She makes a startled gasp and then pushes herself back into me.
It doesn’t take long before we are both at the edge again and, this time, I do nothing to stop it. I fuck her harder and faster until I feel her walls clench around me which had set off my own release.
When we both are coming down from our highs, I pull out of her and take care of the condom before pulling us both down on the bed and throwing the covers over us.
No words were needed. It doesn’t take long for both of us to fall asleep. I couldn’t help but feel at peace with her in my arms, knowing that I was going to wake up to her the next day.
The next morning when I went to work, there was a meeting for some of the brothers. It was the ones my dad knew he could trust with his life and his family’s lives. He used to trust everyone, but with a rat he didn’t know who to trust anymore.
It was messed up how we had to have meetings to try and figure it out. I’m hoping that since today was last minute that we had more information on the rat and not anymore arrests or accusations.
I headed straight for my dad’s office and everyone was already inside; looks like I was the last one to arrive.
Damien, Torch, Bear, Trigger, Shield, and Pyro are all here. Crash and Kid were still being held by the cops since the police believed they had strong evidence against them. Trigger and Shield had proven themselves to the club when Ella was going through her shit with Demon, so we knew we could trust them since they already showed that they would give up their lives for this club.
Prez sits up straight when I walk in and waits for me to shut the door before speaking.
“Alright, it appears that there is a phone number that is giving all this information to the cops. I’m going to get Tech in here and we will see if we can track who it belongs to and who thinks they can fuck with the club. Hopefully in a few days, we can find out who is after us and we can put this mess behind us.”
We all nod our heads in agreement. “Let’s hope that it’s not an untraceable number, or one that leads us to a dead end,” Torch says. I was pretty much thinking the same thing, but I’m glad he said it.
“Alright, everyone head back out to do your thing. We don’t want whomever it is to think that we are onto them or a step closer to figuring out who it is,” Prez says before we all stand to leave.
Once I head to the garage, I give a call to Olivia. I want to make sure that she and Hale are okay. I don’t think they are in trouble since whoever the rat is seems to be after the brothers and none of the women of the club. I still need to ease my mind so I know that they haven’t been targeted.
I have a feeling a shit storm is about to come over the club and that whoever is targeting us is someone we least expect.
Chapter Eleven
Olivia
Aiden had seemed on edge all day, and I couldn’t help but wonder why although I knew that stuff had been happening with the club.
Aiden had told me information here and there and made sure I knew that he would tell me only what I need to know and nothing that would scare me.
I will say that I am glad that I wasn’t a part of Ella’s drama. I wouldn’t know what to do, especially since I had Hale. I also couldn’t have imagined meeting someone like Demon.
Just thinking about it gives me shivers.
I’d like to say that I am a strong woman, but I don’t know what I would do in a situation like that; does anyone ever really know?
I spent the day with Hale who was asking to go see Aunt Ella. I knew he really wanted to see his cousin D.J. but I didn’t voice that out loud.
I just wanted to stay at home and relax since I had worked a lot over the last couple weeks.
I finally got Hale to relax and watch a movie so that I could sit down for a bit.
My phone had went off with a text.
Elliot: How’s my favourite nurse today?
Me: You must have messaged the wrong one. I’m not Krista.
Elliot: Now you know that isn’t true.
Me: Alright, but I’m telling her you said that. I’m taking the day to do nothing. I’m hoping Hale will agree.
Elliot: Good luck with that. You said he was four, right?
Me: Don’t remind me.
I can’t help but laugh. We go on for a little bit longer.
Sometimes I wonder why he has never tried to hit on me, but then I decide not to worry about it. I don’t see him in that way, so why should he automatically see me in that way.
I honestly believe that I had found a great friend. I just needed a way to tell Aiden so that he doesn’t go all caveman on me.
Just when I get up to make us lunch, I hear a bunch of bikes coming closer.
I glance out of the living room window and see what looks to be every brother pulling up.
Shit, I hope nothing else has happened. The club doesn’t need any more drama.
Aiden ‘Steal’
Everyone is gathered at the clubhouse for an emergency meeting, and I hope that means that they found out who is messing with us.
I walk over to sta
nd beside Trigger and Crash.
“What do you think this is about?” Crash asks when I make it over to them.
All I can do is shrug my shoulders. I have no idea and can only guess what’s going to be said this time.
When I look at my dad and Damien, I can see pissed off expressions on their faces and, when their eyes lock with mine, I get a cold feeling through my body and I stand up straighter.
Whatever it is they are going to say I can already tell I won’t like it.
“We just traced the number of who has been phoning and messaging false tips to the police,” my dad says with his voice void of all emotion. He’s gone into President mode and nowhere right now is the family man that I know. I can tell by how cold he sounds that he’s leaving his emotions out of it.
I hold onto every word he says and not once does he takes his eyes off of me.
“The number was traced to Olivia’s cell phone,” he says. Everyone stills and all that can be heard is the breathing of everyone in the room.
“Tell me this is a fucking joke,” I choke out. There is no fucking way. She can’t be the one giving the cops information.
Sure, she knows shit about the club, but not once did I think that she would use that against us or make up shit about us.
“No son, we traced it and even managed to capture some of the text messages,” he says as he hands some papers over to me to read the messages myself.
“I can’t fucking believe this. Why would she do something like that? What does she have to gain from this shit?” I yell out loud and start pacing the room.
I glance up at everyone and see pissed off expressions mixed with some disbelief.
“She hasn’t been a part of the club that long, how were we to know we couldn’t trust her? Could it be a coincidence that she came around the same time that this shit started up?” Torch says, and all I can do is shake my head.
I feel the anger building up inside of me and I clench my teeth together.
