“Okay, so how did you end up here in Great Falls? It’s not that I’m not happy you did, I’m just curious why here? You could be in Key West or out in California soaking up the sun and yet you chose here,” I said putting her on the spot.
“This is where the silly came into play. I was making my way through South Carolina looking for a place to hold up for the night and a Piggly Wiggly to grab some grub to pack my little cooler with. I was planning on trying to make it to Texas to set up roots but when I stepped into the Piggly Wiggly I met not only Carrin and Brookes for the first time but also Happy and Tank. I had been on the road for almost a week by the time I ended up walking into the store in town. After a brief conversation with the group I was hooked,” she explained before I cut in.
“Oh my! So you met Tank your first day into town and it was love at first sight. Hot damn my boy must have charmed the pants off of you,” I said jokingly.
Breeanna laughed a bit before crushing my thoughts. “I wish that was the case but, it was the total opposite. You’ve seen how the guys can be to outsiders. Happy and Tank weren’t rude per say but they weren’t throwing out the welcome wagon either. Carrin ended up talking me into walking over to the diner to join them for dinner. Other than Olivia, my best friend in high school, I never really had any friends. So when Carrin extended me the offer I jumped at it. I could tell the guys were a little hesitant but by the end of dinner everyone but Tank was cutting up and carrying on. Happy found it hysterical that I didn’t use any foul language, which I must say is slowly but surely wearing off on me after almost three years at the bar.”
“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 introduce 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 club house, 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 club house 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 their 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 with this house, right?”
“Yep, your 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 lead 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. News flash sweetheart every one of these assholes is born with the overprotective gene. Even us girls are protective over 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 too 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.
Axle
Yasmin had nothing new for us after an hour or so of interrogation. We were getting nowhere fast and the only thing coming from it was a raging Blaze. I couldn’t blame the fucker after seeing the fire with my own eyes that was set where his family not only worked but slept. I was ready to just let Blaze finish the bitch when Throttle jumped in front of Blaze trying to calm him down.
“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 barbeque and watch them all fucking burn,” Throttle said to Blaze.
I took it as a sign to step in, “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 Viking 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. I might not be killing the bitch but she wasn’t getting any sympathy from me. There was a five-gallon bucket for her to piss and shit in, a pack of saltines and a few bottles of water. I’d make sure one of the prospects was monitoring the live feed from the camera 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,” I said to my motley crew. We shut the lights out and made our way back over to the house. The sun was already rising as we were walking through the back door of the house only to find Avery and Breeanna 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. My girl had a spread complete with eggs, bacon, grits and pancakes. She already had the orange juice out and the coffee pot was full. That’s right, my woman was on top of shit.
I walked up behind her while she was cooking away on the stove and pulled her back to my front. My dick was already coming to attention. “None of that right now stud. I’ve got a freaking army to feed and the rest of the bitches are down stairs snoozing away,” Avery told me while continuing to move the eggs around in the frying pan so they wouldn’t burn.
“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,” I was willing to put my need for her aside until after breakfast but, if she thought I was waiting another minute to look at the pictures of my two kids I buried in her belly she was batshit crazy.
“Oh sure Ax, I’ll take care of it,” Breezy responded without looking at me as usual. That girl was still too timid.
“There’s no need, I grabbed what you wanted earlier when I went to bring Tivie down,” Avery said as she pulled me out into the living room away from every one. She reached around and pulled two grainy black and white photos out of her back pocket and placed them in my hand. I stood still looking at the little blobs on the picture.
“Babe you gonna help me out, what exactly am I looking at. I’m assuming that its pictures of my kids but I can tell shit,” I told her needing some help deciphering exactly what I should be seeing.
I listen as she explained where the heart was and how they both had strong heart beats already. She let me know that at this stage it was really hard to see exactly how developed they are. She was only nine weeks along and it was still hard to see anything other than the little blob on the sonogram.
“Okay, so when do I get to tell everyone. I know the girls are sleeping but it’s killing me to keep a lid on this shit Avery. I say we walk in there and drop the bomb now,” I told my fiancé.
“Well, baby I hate to break it too you but the women already know and have been sworn to secrecy.” Avery raised her hand at me before I could respond. She must have read my mind as she went on. “Before you say what you thinking I need you to know I haven’t said a damn thing to anyone other than Romy and that’s only because she went with me to the doctor’s appointment. I even lied to Layla and Ben blaming it on cervical cysts because I wanted you to know first. I never thought my mother would be able to tell me I was pregnant without telling her. Apparently she’s been watching me for a week or so and has been noticing changes, then when I was getting sick she claims it sealed the deal but she wasn’t saying anything to me until she was sure we had worked our shit out.”
“Well, since we’ve worked our shit out I’m going in here and breaking the news to Doc and Boomer their gonna be granddad’s again,” I told her with the biggest grin on my face.
I walked into the kitchen with Avery’s hand in mine and started to clear my throat, gaining everyone’s attention. “Okay everyone we got a few announcements to make,” I said looking over at Avery for reassurance before spilling all the fucking beans to my brothers.
“As most of you know I asked this gorgeous fucking bombshell to marry my evil ass and by some saving grace she’s agreed to marry me and be my oldlady finally!” That got me a round of “we already know” or a few “congrats” from everyone there. “Yeah I kinda of figured with Walls’ big ass mouth and the way news travels around here everyone would know before sunrise. There’s something else though,” I said raising the 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!”
At my news the guys all whooped and hollered their congratulations. It came in forms of jokes, back slaps and even a few fist bumps. What got me was the twinkle in my father’s eyes as he looked at me while Hunter was sitting in his lap telling anyone who would listen he was going to be a big brother. It looked like my pops was ready to shed a tear but it never came. He stubborn ass would never admit to it anyway. I turned back to Avery pulling her towards me and planting the biggest fucking kiss I could on her.
“Okay get a room you two, that’s the reason why ya got two more rug rats coming,” Wall yelled through laughter.
Avery looked up to me giggling a bit before saying, “everyone is happy, were happy and soon all the rest of the bad shit will be put to rest. Things are finally falling into place fucker. I love you stud, always and forever.”
“I love you too baby. Now finish up with breakfast so we can sneak away so I can have my way with my future wife,” I said stealing one last kiss before letting her sexy ass finish up on the stove. She fell right back into the routine with Breeanna while they made more eggs and pancakes. I stood back taking all the chaos enjoying every last fucking minute of it.
I looked around the sea of faces until I found myself staring at Tank while he sat in the corner watching Breezy’s every move. That fucker had it bad but something was holding him back, which was unlike the him. Tomorrow I’d call him and Wall out on their shit but not today. Today I’m gonna focus on me, my woman, my kids and what our future holds. I was happy and no one was going to ruin it for me today. Today I finally felt at home.
Coming Soon
Finding Me: Dominant Devils Book 3
Chapter 1 (First Draft)
Breezy
Over the last three and a half years I’ve worked at the diner by day and the bar owned by the local motorcycle club, the Dominant Devils, at night. At least over the last year I’ve managed to get my schedule so that I have at least two days off but most of the time it’s three. Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and Saturdays I’m up at 4 am to get to the diner by 5 am for the morning shift. I work til noon and then rush home to catch a nap before having to be back at the bar by 5 pm and work til closing. I only have to cover the bar on Sundays if something comes up with Queenie, Tabby or Marley and very rarely will Elaine call me in to the diner on my days off. It didn’t take me long to form an addiction to the latest energy drinks to keep my butt moving through the weekend.
My down days are spent with my nose stuck in the latest romance novel or working on my own books. I would love to get my work published but I’m still a little too insecure. One day though, I’ll have my name on the front of a book and I’ll be mailing a copy to my mother just for spite. My parents never supported anything I wanted, especially my writing. All they were worried about was appearances and taking over the family business. They had a plan for me, I either got my degree in business or I married a man of their choosing to take over. I never wanted that life and probably never will. It’s there pushing and their plans that sent me running away almost four years ago. I took off draining my bank account, ditching my cell phone and traded my Mercedes sports car for a full size Chevrolet truck. I cut all ties leaving the only trace they could find back in Nashville. I kept a P.O. box there to keep up any things that had to be mailed. My best friend from high school Julia lives there now and will collect any mail I have and send it to me under my pen name to my apartment I rent here in town.
Julia always had my back when it came to my parents. Although we came from the same social circles she was lucky enough to have parents that supported her. When she decided she wanted to become a publicist they supported her one hundred percent. She took off to Nashville right out of high school w
here she went to college and put down permanent roots. As of right now she is working for a small firm with some up and coming clients. She’s doing what she loves and seems to enjoy every minute of it. She’s been haggling me for years to move up there with her but I just can’t bring myself to do it. Yeah I work as a waitress/barmaid but I get to do what I want and live the way I want. Julia and I talk every other day and at least once a year I make the trip to see her and she makes the trek down to see me as well. She’s the only one of my friends that know where I came from and what I gave up to find myself. I’ve made a life for myself, made new friends and even got myself a dog. The only thing that would make my life better would be the man of my dreams. The problem with that is the man of my dreams is what one would call a man whore. Leave it to me to be head over heels with a man who doesn’t even know I exist. Yeah he talks to me and even flirts but he does that with every female I’ve ever seen him interact with.
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