“Hey there.” I say. Shuffling throughout the kitchen gathering bowls and ingredients to make some waffles.
“Hey.” He says back to me with the biggest smile.
“I hope you like waffles.”
“I love waffles. Do you need any help?” He asks as he sits at one of the stools at the breakfast bar.
“Nah, you’re my guest, let me take care of you and thank you with some of the best damn waffles you will ever have. I haven’t made these in a while. I hope you like them.”
“I am sure, I will hun. I haven’t had anything you have made and didn’t like it. Everything is so damn delicious. I have had to increase my workouts because of all the food I eat from Sweetie Pies.”
I get kinda quiet thinking about my bakery and how it is destroyed. “Yeah, well I don’t know if I will get her back up and running. I don’t want to keep working hard to just have it destroyed again.” I notice that he is texting something on his phone.
“Hang on one second hun, one of the brothers is texting me. Do you mind if I step out for a moment?”
“No, please, go ahead and take care of what you need to.” Thank God for that. I really didn’t want to talk about Sweetie Pies, it just depresses me. I worked so hard to set up that bakery and it just keeps getting knocked down. I feel like every time something happens to it, it is chipping away at me.
“Excuse me for a moment sugar, I will be back.” He walks out the front door and I can see him talking on the phone. I notice the muscles on his back moving as he walks.
I keep moving about the kitchen making waffles. I put a little vanilla bean and bourbon vanilla extract into the batter. I also make some fluffy egg whites and bacon to go with it. I have some bourbon maple syrup that I made a week ago to go with the waffles. I hope he likes it. I don’t know why I am so nervous. I grab some plates from the cupboard and set the table. I am bringing over all the food to the table when Buzz walks in. He looks blank. There is no expression on his face.
“Is everything okay?” I ask worried.
“Liz, I don’t want you to worry but I have some stuff to tell you.”
I start shaking. I don’t know why I am so nervous. “Okay.”
“Please let’s sit down.” He leads me over to the table and we sit.
“Tell me, tell me whatever it is. I can take it.”
“Do you know who Rage Hampton is?”
“No, should I?” I am so confused.
“Here let me show you a photo.” He holds out his phone and shows me a picture. I look down and immediately feel my face blanche. It is a photo of Roger, the mechanic I went out with.
“That’s the mechanic I went out with. Why do you have a photo of him?” I am so confused.
“Liz, that’s Rage. He is what we call a Lost Soul.” What is he talking about?
“What are you talking about? What is a Lost Soul?”
“A Lost Soul is a group of outlaws that formed after we destroyed the Death Riders. Do you remember that?” I nod yes. “The Lost Souls are the brothers we kicked out, they are nasty mother fuckers. You went out with the President.”
“How can that be? He wasn’t wearing a cut, and he didn’t even have a bike when we went out. He was very straight edge. I don’t understand. Why do you even have a photo of him?”
“Rock ran the DNA from your bed spread and it came back to him. It was a 95 percent match. The FBI have been watching this guy for aggravated assault, stalking and possible sexual assault.”
“Shit.” I cover my mouth quickly. I never curse. “Sorry, but this is messed up. Why would he pick up on me then?”
“We are trying to find out if this has anything to do with our club. You have been seen around us quite often and he may think you are one of us or related. Everyone knows the quickest way to hurt someone is to get to their women first or he could just be really fucked up.”
“This isn’t making any sense. I am not with any of you guys.”
“I hope to change that.”
“It’s not the time for that right now. Can we please eat, I feel like I am going to faint and I need to think”
“Sure, come on. I don’t want your food to go to waste. It smells fucking sinful.” I am trying to be brave but I feel like I am caught in their club business and I am not even a part of their club.
I serve Buzz some food. He immediately digs into the waffles and eggs.
“Fuck me this is delicious.” Yes, yes, I would like to fuck you.
I can’t believe I just thought of that. I have a psycho after me and I am thinking with my vagina. What is wrong with you Liz? I hope my face isn’t giving me away. Buzz is looking at me funny.
“Thank you. I am glad you like it. You think maybe we can bring some over to Rock or Winger. They helped out so much and I made way too much. I am used to cooking for the bakery.”
“Of course. We can head over to the clubhouse after we get dressed. I need to get to church and I am not leaving you alone.”
“Buzz, I am fine here. You don’t have to worry about me since you fortified this place like Fort Knox with security.” I want to be alone but I also need to figure out what to do about Roger.
“Liz, please don’t argue with me. I need to know you are safe and you are safest in the clubhouse. Plus we are going to be talking about what is going on in church today. I need you close.”
“I’m not even an old lady and you told me yourself that if I am there, I am free game. I don’t like that.”
“Well, everyone knows not to fuck with you and if they don’t they can answer to me. Okay? Now, will you please come with me to the clubhouse? I need to attend church and I won’t be able to focus if you aren’t there.”
I cross my arms in defeat. “Fine, but I need to know Breaker says that it is okay.”
“Fine. I will give him a call after we eat.” He reaches out to squeeze my hand. “Now, you go shower and I will clean up here. The cook never cleans.” He says.
“Are you sure? You’re my guest.” I hate cleaning the dishes but I won’t say that. He is my guest after all, he shouldn’t be cleaning.
“Hun, I don’t mind. I actually prefer to clean the dishes over cooking.”
“How did I get so lucky? I get my own personal dish washer.” I teasingly say as I walk away.
“I will let you have that one just because you cooked me a delicious meal.”
I finally make it to the bathroom and take off my clothes and hop into the hot water. As soon as the water turns on I break down into tears. I have a psycho who wants to hurt me after me and I don’t know why. I really should go away. I was trying to be strong in front of Buzz but now that I am alone, I am letting it out. I hate feeling so weak.
Chapter 11
Buzz
Damnit! Liz just cooked us a delicious meal but some fucker is after her possibly because she was seen with our club. I didn’t want to tell her because I don’t want her to run away from me. I just got off the phone with Breaker and he agreed that the safest place for Liz is in the clubhouse. He knows that she isn’t an old lady but feels responsible for putting her in danger because of the shit we had go down with the Death Riders. Our MC thought that once we dismantled their ranks and put in new allies, all of our issues would be taken care of, but it seems that there are a few strays trying to cause havoc.
Liz is going to have to get used to being in the clubhouse, because I am not going to let her go until this shit is dealt with.
I just finished cleaning up, when she emerges from her bedroom all dressed. She is wearing jeans, a black t-shirt and some sneakers. I have never seen her so casual, she looks worried but beautiful. I can’t help but stare.
“Buzz? Hello? Buzz? Are you okay?” I am snapped out of my thoughts by her trying to gain my attention.
“Sorry hun, I was just thinking how beautiful you are.”
“Why do you say things like that?”
I move in really close to h
er forcing her to move backwards against the wall. I am within inches of her face, almost touching, so close I can feel the heat coming off her body. “I am not playing. If you didn’t know from my hard dick when we kissed. I don’t play around.”
“Ughh okay, but you could have just been reacting to physical stimuli not necessarily because you are attracted to me.” What is wrong with this woman?
I grab her hand and put it right on top of my dick. “Do you feel that? That is not just a reaction to physical stimuli, you haven’t touched me. Just looking at you and thinking about you does this to me.” I grab my crotch with her hand harder. I am fucking steel right now.
She is blushing bright red and steps back. I step back as well and walk towards the kitchen. “Alright, I think I believe you.”
“There is nothing to not believe, you’re feeling the evidence”
“I’m sorry, I don’t know what to say. I have never been in this situation before. Men, that look like you don’t usually go for girls like me. You’re gorgeous and tattooed and muscly and Adonis like. You’re the caviar and I am the Spam.”
“Stop putting yourself down Liz. I won’t allow you to do that anymore. You’re putting down someone I happen to care about.”
“I am just going to stop talking.”
“That works with me. Are you all packed?”
She looks confused. “Packed? Packed for what?” she asks.
“To stay at the clubhouse. You can stay in my room.”
“I never agreed to stay there. I said I would go there while you were in church. That is all. I want to be in my own home. Why do I need to stay in the clubhouse?”
“You will be safer there.”
“No. I want to stay at my house. I won’t go unless you give me your word that I can stay at my house tonight.”
“Fine. You can stay at your house tonight.” She can stay one more night but after that she needs to stay in the clubhouse. I need her safe until we can get Rage and his lackeys taken care of. I live for this shit. I am not the Sargent in Arms for nothing. I will bleed and die for my club and right now my girl or the girl I want to be mine is in danger and I will remedy the situation.
“Fine. Do you want me to follow you in my car?”
“No, we will both go in your car.” I have my bike out front but it’s better we go together.
“Fine. Let me grab the leftovers and we can head over if you’re ready.”
“Always ready. I already packed up the leftovers and I have them right here.” I walk over to the counter and grab a bag with leftover food.
“Okay. Let’s go. I really want to come back home soon.” I can see her shoulders deflate a little.
We both walk outside and I notice the car again. This stupid fuck doesn’t realize who he is messing with. I can see him in plain sight. In any other situation, I would go after the asshole but I don’t want to scare Liz.
“Come on hun, let’s get going.” I make sure to set the alarm and lock the front door. We have cameras around the perimeter of her house. They are hidden in plain sight.
I open that door for her to get in the car and close it behind her. I round the car and get in myself. I am driving.
“Let’s go. I hope to not be there for too long.” She says. I key the car ignition and start driving towards the clubhouse.
15 minutes later…
We pull up to the gate of the clubhouse. I roll down the window to talk to the prospect at the gate. He doesn’t recognize me because I am driving Liz’s cage. I have my cut on and he knows who I am, otherwise he would be in trouble.
“Hey Capt’n.” He says
“Prospect, open the gate. I need to get in. Church is in 10.”
“Yes, sir. I didn’t recognize you in the cage.” He runs to open the gate.
“Why did he call you Captain?” Liz asks.
“Prospect used to be in the military with me.”
“I knew it.” She says with wide eyes. “But, how, I mean how did you get into the MC?” She asks.
“I was in a rough place and Winger found me. This MC gave me my life back.”
“Okay.” She gets quiet. I can tell she is thinking hard.
We pull up to the front of the clubhouse. “We are here.” I park the car and get out. I make my way over to her door and open it up for her.
“Thanks.” I can see her fidgeting.
“Stop worrying, everyone knows not to touch you. Plus Tank called Sky over and she is going to hang out with you for a while, while I am in church.”
She lets out a big breath. “Thanks.” We walk into the clubhouse and I immediately see Gemma in the corner giving one of the brothers a blow job. I look over to Liz and see her eyes get huge. Her face reddens.
“Come on, I will take you to my room. You can hang out in there. No one will bother you in there.”
“Thanks.” She is being awfully quiet.
We walk towards the back of the clubhouse and down a long hallway to my room. All the brothers have a room in the clubhouse. Some of us have homes outside, while others like Rock just live in the clubhouse full time. We get to my room and I open up the door for her.
“I know it isn’t much, it is literally just a place for me to crash.”
“It’s fine.” She is hugging herself.
“Liz, what is wrong?”
“I am freaked out here Buzz, I have a psycho coming after me for what could be a reason that has nothing to do with me but with your club. It is all really frustrating.”
“Look, we are going to try and figure out why Rage is coming after you. It could be that he is a psycho and have nothing to do with the club. Either way, the Corrupted Saints are going to take care of it. I spoke with Breaker this morning and he agreed that you will have our protection.”
“Well, what do you guys plan on doing? It’s not like you can just go up to him and say stop.”
“Hun, you don’t want to know what we are going to do to him. It is better that way.” What she doesn’t know is that I will kill the fucker. These strays are causing hell and unless they are gone, our club won’t be in peace. “Look, I need to get going. Sky should be by soon. You can lock the door from the inside, I am the only one who has a key and Breaker. You can also hang out in the main room if you like. Everyone knows that you are off limits.”
“Thanks, I will stay in here for now,” she says. I walk out closing the door behind me and head to church. Rock has some more information on these Lost Souls. We also need to make a plan to get this fucker. He is going to wish he never breathed in the same direction as Liz or any Corrupted Saint.
Chapter 12
Liz
I hate that I have to stay in the clubhouse while Buzz is in some meeting. People are probably gonna think that I am his old lady or worse, his whore. I really want to just stay in his room but I am getting kind of hungry. He has been gone for an hour and my stomach keeps grumbling. I am conflicted on whether I should go or not. He did say that I could go out in the main area of the clubhouse. Sky came by for a little but she had to run.
I find my courage and decide to walk to the kitchen. I have been there before. As soon as I walk out the door I bump into a really busty woman.
“Oh gosh, I am so sorry.” I say.
“Watch where you’re going fat bitch.” She flips her hair and crosses her arms. She is wearing the tiniest shorts and her top is just a bikini top. He boobs are huge, they are definitely fake. She is blonde with brown eyes. If she didn’t have so much make up on I would actually think she was pretty.
I slump my shoulders “Sorry.” I am getting ready to walk away when she says something.
“You’re the bitch trying to take Buzz,” she says getting really close to my face. I am trying to be nice. Usually, I avoid confrontation, but this girl is calling me bitch once too many. I let it go once but if she doesn’t step back, she is gonna have a really big problem, me. I may seem like a shy, quiet woman but there a
re limits to my niceness. Why would she think I am trying to take Buzz? Are people talking? Is this his girlfriend?
“I am not taking anyone. Excuse me,” I say as I walk around her towards the front room of the clubhouse. She grabs me by the shoulder. On instinct, I grab her hand and flip her on her butt. She goes down really easy. Oops. I cover my mouth in disbelief. I can’t believe I did that.
“Oops” I feel kinda guilty but not really.
“You’re gonna pay for that bitch, just wait and see.” I notice her trying to go for my leg.
“Stop trying to touch me, please.”
She gets up quickly and walks away.
I hear clapping behind me. I quickly turn around.
“Bravo, Sprinkles, you flipped that bitch easy.” It was Winger.
“Oh, gosh, did you see that?” I feel embarrassed. I came into their club and hurt one of their club people.
“Yeah, that was pretty amazing. I’ve never seen a club whore get flipped.” He starts laughing. “Where did you learn to do that?”
“My father and brother both taught me. They were both cops and taught me to defend myself.”
“Well, I know not to mess with ya.” Yeah right, he is huge, he could probably fling me with his pinky finger. “You doing alright?”
“Yeah, I am starving and was going to the kitchen.”
“Let’s go, I am headed that way.” He walks with me to the kitchen. Along the way, everyone in the clubhouse is watching me especially the girl that kept calling me bitch.
“Hey, Winger, what is the name of the girl I just flipped?”
“Gemma. Watch yourself around her, she’s had a hot puss-, I mean the hots for Buzz. She wants to be his old lady.”
“Why doesn’t he make her one then?” I ask. We arrive in the kitchen. I immediately go to the fridge and find bread and cold cuts.
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