After we straighten and clean ourselves up, we head back out. I spot my old man at the table I just left and lead Vegas back in that direction by her hand. “I never thought the day would come when I would have missed your ugly ass, yet here I stand happy to see it?” I shrug my shoulders and throw my hand in his direction.
Stryker moves around the table and we give each other a half hug, complete with man back slaps. “Once a little shit, always a little shit. Plus, you look like my ugly ass.”
Seeing Vegas off to my side, he forgets all about me and goes to pick her up in a big hug. “How have you been, Vegas? Where’s your old man at?” He asks her as if they are old friends. Just what the fuck? My old man knows her?
Setting her back down on her feet, she laughs saying back to him, “Papa and Momma took off to my house to crash for the night, but Snake is probably causing problems around here somewhere.” She looks around the room, but is not able to spot him.
“Blade!” Spinning my head to the right, my mom is headed over our way, giving me a hug. “Oh, this is the Alessia you were talking about!” She moves to grab her from my dad. “Hey, sweetie! Oh, Dana is here too. Did Cindy and Katie come too?”
My mom pushes the girls over where hugs and animated conversation are happening. My mom loves these two girls and knows them well. Once again, I feel completely out of the loop here.
Staring at Stryker, I state very calmly compared to how I’m feeling, “Just. What. The. Fuck.” My old man and Spider throw their heads back laughing. I’m going to kill Spider.
Stryker starts to fill me in. “You know all those shopping trips your Mom would go on with the Ol’ ladies from Cali? Meet the Cali Ol’ ladies’ daughters. None of you little fuckers seen them years ago. No way would their fathers parade them around club houses when they were so young. Your Mom and I have known them for years, she was a sweet kid your mom loved. I stopped in Vegas’ bar here and there over the years to check in on her and the girls. When I knew she was ready, I sent you over there to open your shop. At the very least, I knew she could be trusted. You two hooking up? I just guessed she was a good match for you. I knew you needed a woman to watch your back. This life gets lonely as the Prez if you don’t have the right woman to back you up,” he explains as if it’s all just that simple.
I expect this revelation from my old man, but Spider? “Fuck you, Spider, you cock sucking asshole. I’m reading that file now. ‘Get to know her’, you said. ‘Earn her trust’, you said.’ That shit blows, I know enough now. Fuck that getting to know each other. I’m reading that file tomorrow.” Spider knows I’m mad enough to deck his ass.
“Blade,” Stryker says, “Grow the fuck up and quit being a pussy over it. It’s done. Spider didn’t know that we knew her as much as we do. Her father would shoot me himself if I betrayed his trust and talked about her before now. It’s a good thing though, yeah? Your Mom and I trust her like family,” Stryker states while telling me to let the shit go.
Spider leans forward across the table. “Besides, you know I’m right, because you didn’t read her file, she at least respected you or trusted you more for it. You know I’m right. Watching all this drama unfold was just a bonus for the rest of us. She brings out the fun, man. You’ve been a corpse walking around, she’s kickstarted your heart back to life. You’re fucking welcome, too.” Sitting down, I resign to what it is, not really giving a fuck either way.
Ghost heads our way to greet Stryker. “About fucking time some older dicks got here, these young cocks listen to some dude named G-Easy. Sounds like a stripper to me. Had to blow this joint up with the classics, Guns N’ Roses. How was the ride, man?”
Ghost and Stryker start catching up on life. Stryker signals for us to move into the room for Church. For the next twenty minutes, Spider and I spend some time catching Stryker up on what we are current with, what our plans are, showing him the maps and possible routes.
Stryker nods along in agreement. “Tomorrow we’ll have Church, tell all the members that Cuervo is on his way here with Buck’s killer. We’ll torture the little fucker that was stealing from us, pin it on him. Put all these men’s minds to rest that we think this shit is settled. Get our rat laidback and wait for him to make a mistake.”
Ghost listens intently with haunted eyes. The desire to spill blood is evident “Aye, Stryker, we’ll hunt these fuckers down, bring them to their knees one by one when we catch them. No one fucks with the Battle Born brotherhood, no one.”
“Agreed, no more one on one meetings after this. It’s all business as usual,” I agree backing the other Presidents up.
No one says a word after that, knowing this threat is real, but also knowing we kill to keep what is ours. It’s late and we are all ready to deal with this shit later. Heading back out to the main room, we find our women right where we left them.
“Mom, you and Dad take my room, I’ll stay with Vegas at her house.” My mom scrunches her face at me. “What the hell is that look for?”
“Blade, I don’t want to sleep on those sheets, you know what I’m saying.” She leans forward raising her brows at me like I should’ve thought of this. My old man laughs from behind her.
“Mom, I have not had any club bitches in there at all. Besides that, they are new sheets.” She’s shocked at my admission.
“They’re new and you haven’t had any girls in here?” She’s making a damn scene over this.
Axl laughs and takes pity on my mom. “No, Moxie, our boy here was saving himself for Vegas since we moved up here. Now that he has her, they’ve been fucking at her house, so you’re good.” That was fucking cool telling my Mom that. I roll my eyes and shake my head at his dumb ass.
“No worries, Moxie, we can christen his bed for him. Move that ass, woman, your man is tired and wants his woman.” My old man leans over kissing my mom on the lips and rubbing her ass. That has me turning my head toward Vegas and Dana who are both openly watching my parents along with Spider.
“God, they are so sweet,” Vegas says quietly to Dana.
“I know, I want what they have. Sexy and strong.” They both sigh in sync together.
Spider leans in telling them both, “Moxie is a MILF, man. Damn, has been since we were kids.”
Stryker snaps his attention to Spider, “My MILF, fucker, keep your eyes on a woman you can fuck without catching a bullet to your head.”
“Sound advice, Stryker, on my way to find my own pussy.” Spider heads off to a group of club bitches.
“Blade, we’ll haul your equipment to the shop at eight tomorrow. Go grab your shit from your room, a couple days’ worth,” my sly old man says. He knows that any excuse I have to stay in Vegas’ bed, I’ll take it.
Grabbing a bag and a week’s worth of clothes and other crap, I head out. I hug my Mom while she and Vegas make plans to hang out tomorrow. Vegas makes her promise to stay for Halloween with her devilish smile. My Mom is excited as Stryker leads her down the hall, telling her they’d talk tomorrow.
Vegas and I walk out to her Tahoe, and she hands me her keys as she yawns and sits in the passenger seat. Driving us to her place feels comfortable, as if we have done this a hundred times already.
“Alessia, that slutty ass bitch, Tanya, from earlier…” I pause lost in what to say or explain about who or what she is.
“Blade, I for real do not want to talk about that un-classy bitch, ever. I get what the men do at the clubhouse, have seen it and lived it. I get it, getting easy bitches was what you did for a while. I really don’t want to talk about her or any other ones. As long as you keep yourself real to me, no need to know all the details. Besides that, do you want to hear about all the dicks I had before you?”, she questions me in a mocking voice.
“Fuck, no!” Now I’m wondering how many guys she’s fucked. That just pisses me off more, thinking of other men touching her.
“Don’t go there, Blade, no good will come from knowing all those details. What matters is the future.” Alessia stops and turns to
me. “What we are together, what we can be together, no one has had from either of us. That’s what I want, something unique and beautiful. Strong and withstanding.
Grabbing Alessia’s hand from her lap, I raise it to my lips, kissing the back of it. “I want all of those things too, I want to be the thorns on your roses for you,” Setting our hands in my lap, I squeeze her hand and continue, “Protect you from the world. I want to be the man to protect your heart.”
Alessia closes her shining deep blue eyes swallowing back her fears. Breathes in and out and squeezes my hand back.
Chapter 17
Blade
The next few days we all fall into a rhythm of work and sleep. We have the shop set up and will be open for business on the first of November. The guys and I are excited to get back to work. Vegas and her girls, along with the Ol’ Ladies, have helped us with cleaning and organizing. Dana worked with Axl setting up accounting software that is easy and efficient. Axl acts stupid and keeps asking her questions, so she’ll talk with him more. I know that asshole knows what he’s doing. Vegas does too, but plays along with him. Secretly, I think Vegas wants those two to hookup.
The bell rings above the door, signaling the arrival of Vegas and her girls into Battle Born Brothers Tattoos. She whistles low, “Wow, got to hand it to myself, I made this place… the bomb!” I hear her what she’s saying, but the three of them are dressed in some slutty cheerleader costumes. Their tits are pushed up higher, popping out of all their tops. Fish net tights with combat boots, short fucking skirts. Vegas keeps talking, but me, Axl, Tank and Spider are having the dirtiest fucking daydreams.
“The gray with navy really looks good in here, and original. Holy shit! Who drew the wolf?” Vegas walks over to the center wall that’s painted gray and starts examining the painting, her hand outreached like she wants to touch the wet paint.
“I did, babe.” Walking up behind her, I hold onto her waist with one hand, my other hand wrapping around hers, leaving her pointer finger out. I trace her finger through the wolf’s fur. Leaving pieces of my Alessia in the painting with me. After a few more strokes with her finger, I wipe it off on my pants. I then lean forward and kiss her soft, plump, red lips.
“That painting is gorgeous! It’s the same one on your back, except this one has deep blue eyes and a blue moon. I love it,” she tells me.
“Speaking of gorgeous, so is this outfit. This must be your Halloween costume, huh?” Leaning forward, I whisper, “We are fucking in your office later in this costume, then later at home. You hear me?”
She breathes back at me, “Fuck, yes, I hear you, loud and clear, big guy.”
Jenn laughs and says, “We can all hear you.”
We turn back to everyone else, and Dana has her hand over her mouth stifling her laugh. “Be quiet though, we do have paying customers tonight.”
“Fine,” Vegas says. “We do have a bet to settle, Blade. Don’t think I forgot.” Vegas grabs the plastic bag Jenn is holding. “If I win, you wear this all night long.” Reaching in, she pulls out a football jersey and pads.
Tank, Spider and Axl laugh at the back that says, ‘My Man Lost’, and in the middle, at the bottom, ‘#1 Loser’.
“Feeling cocky, are you, Vegas? Let’s get it on. I’m holding out my surprise till after I win the bet.” Playing along with her game, I upped it and she doesn’t know about it yet. I figured she owes me after all the shit she’s put me through.
“It’s hot you came out full throttle to play, Blade. Let’s go get it on then.”
“Ladies first, babe.” I hold the door open for Vegas, then Dana and Jenn, letting the door shut in Tank’s face. Spider and Axl laugh while Tank flips me off, walks through and locks the door.
∞ ∞ ∞
Vegas and the girls walk to her Tahoe, grabbing their targets and cans from the back. Vegas grabs a small case and pulls out her gun, tucking her Smith & Wesson in Titanium in her cheerleading skirt. Fuck the bet, there are better things to do with our time. But I do want to teach her a lesson in fucking with me.
“We need more targets?”, Tank questions which has all of our heads whipping around at his comment. That dumb fucker gave Vegas a clue, and the look on her face proves it. Her head is tilted, eyeing Tank, then directing her gaze my way. I harden my features, I won’t give anymore away. She just nods her head, closes the back of her ride and moves on.
The girls are a team and walk ahead of us to make a statement. Axl says, “This is the best Halloween I have ever had. I can’t wait to see what I get to unwrap for Christmas.” His eyes are focused on Dana. Jenn and Vegas laugh while Dana keeps walking like she never heard him.
“Santa is bringing you blue balls instead of coal, Axl. Sorry, you haven’t been a good boy.” Dana keeps strutting to the back of the garage, when all three of them stop once they round the corner. They gape openly at what I had waiting for them.
That’s right, baby, I’m ahead of you this time. There, in place of her made up target range, I had the prospects up here early this morning setting up a more tactical range. I also had them add fifteen more yards to make the shot more difficult. So, while she was sleeping in, I was making plans for a victory. I had Solo, my number one prospect follow her all week. Solo measured the distance she was practicing at, and, naturally, I increased it to the yards I practiced at. He also saw the jersey in her office. I took Fuego’s advice seriously, she does need a man to watch her.
Vegas eyes the prospects and zeros in on Solo. “You little snitch, I seen you everywhere all week. You will pay, not today, but you will pay, fucker.” She drops her targets and points directly at Solo.
“Come on, Vegas, I was doing what I was told,” Solo raises both palms up in defeat.
“You entered the game, you stay over there by the wall where I can see you. Don’t touch anything.” She glares at Solo pointing to the garage. Poor guy walks backward till his back hits the wall.
Vegas turns and faces us, glaring at me. We all have the face of the devil painted across our faces. Crossing my arms over my chest, I’m enjoying the feisty kitten side of her. It reminds me of the first day we met.
“You dirty assholes! How did you know this was where the bet would be?” She’s mad and flustered. Right where I want her. She walks over to me, pointing her finger at my face.
“Vegas likes to play games, so I jumped on it. You need to know when you play with me, Vegas, I will win any way I can. I remember telling you to finish what you started. This is me finishing what you started. Dirty games with you is becoming my favorite pastime.” Not moving, I just stare right back at her stunning heated face.
Vegas steps back realizing she gave in to the game, she got lazy. Composes herself for a second, then says too calmly, “What tipped you off, Blade?” And when I don’t reply quick enough, “Answer my question,” she barks out.
“The day the boys and I were at the shop cleaning, you didn’t check for our bikes.”, I shrug at her. “We heard gun shots and went looking to figure out what was going on. Then we stumbled on all of you girls having your contest right here. That whole time, Axl, Spider and I watched from that window,” I nod towards the office window.
Vegas purses her lips together. “You heard it all, everything I said to Dana about the bet. Fuck, man! Well, the bet isn’t over yet. You may have rigged this set up to your advantage. We’ll split the targets. You pick one of the shots, and I’ll pick the other. Also, Dana will score my points and you can pick one of your brothers to score yours”. Vegas is back into win mode.
“Deal, sweet cheeks. Axl and Dana will score them together. Keep it honest, they can check each other’s work.” Looking straight into Vegas’s eyes, she knows my meaning which has Jenn and Dana laughing.
“Let’s begin, and ladies first, bro,” Vegas smarts off at me.
“Vegas, watch your fucking mouth. I will spank your ass in front of everyone in that tiny as fuck skirt you have on, and I bet there ain’t hardly shit of what you wear as panties on u
nderneath there. Last warning, you hear me?” Hard as stone, I stare at her. My woman will respect me.
“Shit, Vegas, he’s hot as fuck when he’s mad. But I really don’t want to see your ass anymore than I already have,” Jenn states, which even has me and all the guys turning to look at her, so she clarifies. “Oh god, you know, gym showers, trying on clothes when we’re shopping. Girly shit, you perverts,” she bats her hand at us.
“I’m definitely hanging with these chicks at the gym,” Tank states nodding his head to himself.
“Not without me!”, Axl complains. “I’m going too, Dana give me your class schedule,” Axl demands from her.
Dana shakes her head at him, and Axl grins, “Okay, princess, play it your way. Solo will get me all of your schedules.” We hear a loud thud and we all turn to look towards the sound. Solo must have hit his head on the garage wall because it looks like he’s praying up at the sky.
Frustrated with these two dipshits, I bring it back to the bet. “As Vegas said, ladies first. Pick your target, then Dana and Axl will keep score.”
Vegas grabs three full beer cans with red tape around the middle. She walks over and hands them to Jenn who, in turn, walks over to the old fence against the mountain and sets one on each large pole of the fence, making three different distances.
Vegas bends over and grabs a stick. Her skirt rises to the bottom of her ass cheeks. The wind picks it up, giving us all a flash of yes, a very bare ass. That little bitch just turns and says, “Oopsie”. Tossing the stick in front of her, she draws her gun and points it at the dirt and flips the safety off. Standing with one foot in front of the other, she squares her body with her targets. She turns to face us and tells us the rules. “As soon as you take aim, the time starts, an extra two points for the fastest time. But you must hit all three cans in the red tape.” Jenn drops a timer on a string from her hand. “Did Solo report that to you?”, Vegas smiles, showing the white teeth of a predator just like the wolf of our club patch.
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