by Xyla Turner
I pulled his face down and kissed him lightly on the lips.
“Razor, it didn’t happen, okay? I’m here; you got me. You’re still home to me. Always will be.” His face paled and the tear finally fell. This time, it was me who kissed it away.
“I almost killed him, Kylie. I would have too, if Bronx hadn’t pulled me off of him. Need you to know that.”
Shit.
“Now that would have made me mad, Razor. You not being in my life because you were behind bars. I would have killed you because that’s not something I could have handled. I get it Razor but I need you to know, I want the father of my children in their lives and not being seen behind steel gates.”
He nodded like he understood but I also was no dummy. I knew when I saw it, Bronx was the insurance. That man would have died at Razor’s hands and that was his VP’s role to make sure that didn’t happen; always watching his back. I’d have to thank him when I saw him again.
Suffice it to say, I didn’t go to my parents and Razor snapped out of his mood. I even orchestrated a guy’s night out, so he could get some male bonding therapy with his brothers. Even the Columbia chapter joined in. I had a sleepover with the gals.
A month later, my external wounds healed for the most part. The patch had been off for a while, the wound on my wrist healed but left a nasty scar and the bruising was gone on my ribs. They weren’t completely healed just yet so that made both Razor and I sexually frustrated. I’d helped him get off a couple of times a day but I knew it was just filler. My ribs had not been in any condition to withstand pressure, but even breathing heavy, laughing and having an orgasm was tough. It felt like I was going to die. We tried and it did not work.
There was no real cuddling, which also upset Razor as he was left just holding my hand and trying to encourage me when the pain set in. He knew I was trying to stay away from the painkillers. Sometimes, he’d force me to take them when I was in extreme pain. After five weeks had passed, the throbbing pain had subdued and wasn’t as consistent.
Amongst all the news surrounding me, my father had a dinner party six weeks later, where he proposed to my mother for the second time. I saw that they were getting closer, but I had no idea they would be making that leap. She emphatically said yes and it seemed like all was well with the world until I saw Razor’s face. He was smiling on the outside, but his eyes were faraway.
I knew it had to do with his family but he did not say and I did not push after our last conversation about them. That was one conversation we no longer had. Yet, I knew he was not settled about their current situation.
Once I was healed and settled, Shay and Razor set up a ‘She’s Back’ party for me at Peppers. It was more of an excuse to get me out of the house. I was not really in the partying mood because I could finally have sex with Razor and he wanted to attend some damn party for me. He kept saying that he’d make it up to me that night.
Frustrated was an understatement.
“So good to see you looking like yourself again,” Wiley said.
“How’d they drag you into enemy territory, Wiley?” I asked.
“Ah. Anything for you Kylie.” He smiled at me.
I gave him a hug and thanked him for coming. Mom and dad showed up and she flaunted her new rock. It was huge too. Dad said he wanted to start new, so he bought her a new ring.
As the party was underway, Guardians were definitely in the building because there were angel wings with Scales of Justice symbols with bikes on cuts draped across almost every guy’s back. There had to be other chapters in Razor’s district present because I’d never seen some of them before.
The deejay was playing mostly country music, but then some other kind started beating through the speakers.
It was a song from my old band.
Razor looked up and smiled at me from across the room. He was over there with Pete and some other guys while I was at the bar with Shay, Lori and my mom. My dad was mingling with some of the guys while we were gushing over my mom’s engagement ring.
The doors opened and four people walked through, but only one person I recognized. It was Razor’s mother and three tall men. They all were handsome and built like Razor. They all resembled the man I’d seen in pictures that Razor had shown me of his father so I assumed they were his brothers or related to him in some way.
I witnessed the moment he spotted them. His eyes grew wide and his mouth slightly parted. There weren’t too many times I’d seen that look on his face but it was there for a brief moment. Nostalgia, hope, and maybe even fear crossed his features but vanished as he wiped them clear like he often does. When his mom spotted him, she made the first few steps and he made the rest. The men followed behind her and stopped when she did. Some words were exchanged between the two of them. I was on pins and needles as I watched it like a silent movie playing out. I almost wanted to intervene but I’d done enough in regards to that union. A moment later, she opened her arms and Razor picked her up as she squealed in delight.
Tears panged my eyes as I witnessed the two, well five of them embrace. Shay saw it too and she had tears in her eyes as well. She leaned over and whispered, “You made that happen.”
“No.” I smiled. “They did.”
After a few songs from our album played, a deep voice came through the loudspeaker.
“Well, as you know this party here is to celebrate Kylie’s full recovery. Razor wanted to make a big deal out of it because it has been a hard and trying time for her and I’m sure for him as well.” The men jeered him. “However, he also wanted to let Kylie in on something else.”
Razor nodded at the guy and said in his sexy raspy voice, “Thanks brother.” He cleared his throat and continued, “Everybody in here knows what this is about, ‘cept her. Kylie Mills stormed into town, gave me nothing but shit and then snatched my heart right outta me. Fucked around, mended it together and then put it back.” Everybody started laughing, while tears were flowing from my eyes. He sobered and then continued. “It’s funny now, but that shit didn’t feel funny. Even worse was when I almost lost her. Worst moment of my life and I thank God every day that I got her back.”
Razor paused as if he was going to get emotional.
“Go on, brother,” someone yelled.
He smirked and then continued, “Kylie, come here darling.”
Oh shit.
Standing on shaky legs, I made my way to him. He smiled down at me and wiped my tears from my watery eyes.
“Love you, darling. Not sure what I’d do if I ever lost you.” His eyes bore into mine. “You,” he paused and I wrapped my hand around the wrist of his hand that rested on my shoulder. He exhaled and continued, “Never knew it could be like this. Never knew there was someone out there like you. Been waiting on you a long time and didn’t even know it.”
Razor bent down on one knee, went into his pocket and pulled out a black velvet box. I gasped and took a step back with both hands to my face.
He held out his hand toward me and said, “Marry me, Kylie. Promise you’re always first, darling. Always.”
“Razor,” I uttered in my hands as everybody in the place was hooting and hollering.
There was no way he could hear me but oh my GOD! Xander Razor Willis set up an engagement party without me knowing anything about it.
“Son of a bitch,” I said as I brought my hands down. “You set all of this up and I didn’t know.”
He smirked and then said, “That would’ve defeated the purpose.”
“Goddamit.” I shook my head.
Everybody laughed.
Razor stood up, picked me up and said, “That’s a yes. Everybody, she said yes.”
The place went up in celebration. If anyone knew Razor and me, they knew that was a yes. I couldn’t believe him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. This caused him to drop me so my feet hit the ground and both of his hands were on my ass.
The two of us sat and kissed for what felt like hours but after
all of the noise, the music resuming and somebody yelling for us to get a room, we pulled apart.
Shit, nobody knew the duress we were both under. No sex for two months, not even major fondling was hard for us.
Razor introduced all of us to his family including my mom and dad. They even invited them on the family getaway that we planned every few years. They talked amongst themselves, while I sat on Razor’s lap and let him soothe me with his presence like he usually did. My home, my safeguard and most importantly, my man.
As the evening progressed, I saw Shay speaking with Bronx. I could not tell what the conversation was about but she looked frazzled and he was simply livid. Bronx was a big man and when he was mad, he seemed to grow bigger. He was speaking sternly to her and the crazy thing and very unlike Shay, she was taking whatever he was saying. There was no sass and no attitude.
I still had yet to ask her about her taking him home that night. It completely slipped my mind but something was going on with those two. Razor kept telling me not to meddle in their affairs, and I kept telling him that’s what friends did.
Lori on the other hand, was not having a good night and if I had known it would have turned out to be as bad as it could get, I would have stopped her consumption of alcohol four Long Island Ice Teas ago.
The parents had left because they were old and needed to retire, both his and mine. His brothers and cousin, Wes, stayed. I planned to try to hook him up with Lori if she would get her head out of Apollo’s butt for ten minutes. Shay said she was through talking with her because she seemed to be stuck on getting her heart broken. Well, from Shay’s mouth to God’s ear, that’s exactly what happened.
Apparently, Apollo had been drinking too, so when one of Columbia’s members tried to get Lori’s number. She declined and said she had her eyes set on Apollo. Well, the guy went and told Apollo what was said and he lost his damn mind.
The crazy part about all of this was the timing. He started his rant right in between songs, so the place was quiet, meaning everyone heard every word.
“If one more fucking person tells me that Lori likes me, wants to fuck me or she’s claiming me, I’m going to knock them the fuck out. I don’t give one fuck about what she wants. She ain’t mine and I do NOT lay any claim to her or her pussy. So drop that shit. I don’t want her!”
Well!
At that point in the night, I was sitting right between Shay and Lori and the guys were at their table across the bar. You could have heard a mouse piss on cotton it was so quiet in there. The next song did not play and most eyes were on Apollo and the rest were on Lori. She immediately turned bright red and big droplets burst from her eyes. By the time Shay or I could react, she was up and leaving the bar. We ran after her but she had hailed down a biker that was leaving and was on the back of his bike.
“Who was that?” I asked Shay.
“Beats the shit out of me.” Her eyes were narrowed.
My blood was boiling and if I knew my friend like I knew her, we both had the same idea. We burst back in the bar going right for Apollo.
“You motherfucker,” Shay yelled.
The music had not turned back on but the conversations had started again throughout Peppers.
“Fuck,” Razor growled. “Grab Shay,” he instructed to Bronx.
“I cannot believe you,” I shrieked as I made my way around the other side of their table.
“She ain’t my bitch,” Apollo defended. “I’m fucking sick of people...”
“Shut the fuck up,” Razor barked at him as I lunged towards Apollo, but Razor used my momentum and put me over his shoulder.
Shay was over Bronx’s shoulder as well and we were being escorted out of the bar.
“I’m going to kick your ass,” Shay yelled to Apollo.
She was pointing, kicking and screaming how she was going to avenge her friend. The crazy part was I was doing the same.
“Stop,” Bronx yelled to her.
They got us outside and Shay yelled, “Put me down, right now.”
“No,” he yelled back and then said, “Watch who the fuck you’re talking to like that.”
Uh oh.
“I’m talking to you,” Shay snapped back and kicked her legs out.
Bronx slapped her on her ass twice and said, “Keep talking and I will tan that ass.”
I didn’t hear much else from her, but then Razor interrupted my show and said, “That’s our cue, sweetheart. Mind our business and go.”
“No, Razor. He did not have to do that to her. Publicly humiliate her in front of her entire town. That shit ain’t right.”
“Darling, this has been going on for years. I know that’s your friend but enough is enough.”
What?
“You’re condoning that shit?” I kicked as he still had me over his shoulder.
“Oh, fuck that. Their shit won’t mess with our shit, sweetheart. What we ain't going to do is fight about other folks. I ain’t had you in two goddamn months. I want you in every goddamn way. They are my brothers and that’s your girl, but fuck them right now.” He patted me on the ass. “Okay? Fuck them.”
The man had a point.
Two months of no sex.
Fuck them.
We drove home, put them aside and we fucked until we both passed out. Two months was a long time and we had a lot of making up to do.
When we did revisit our conversation about Lori and Apollo, Razor shared that Lori was damn near stalking the man at one point. He told her to stop and she backed up but was still always around. Telling people that she was with him and it was a turn-off for him, like she had no self-worth. That would be a turn-off for anyone, but she was still my friend.
Weeks later, Shay and I had not heard from Lori. It was like she fell off the face of the earth. Her parents said she quit her job, moved and did not leave a forwarding address. Shay nor I really dealt with Apollo after that. He was always around but as far as we were concerned, he was dead to us. Razor tried to address it with me but I was not and would not hear that shit. As far as I was concerned, as long as Lori was gone, so was he in my mind. It was stupid, since he had helped me with my situation, but he crushed my friend like a flea.
I just did not know how to reconcile that. I owed the Guardians my life and it was because of their hard work and dedication that I was alive. To commemorate that, after receiving permission to use their patch how I wanted, Shay and I went to get their patch symbol inked over my wrist where Justin cut me. He was trying to slowly kill me and it was them who prevented it.
WHEN I SHOWED RAZOR, he was speechless. He pulled me in for a tight hug and whispered, “You’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, Kylie. Don’t know what I did to deserve you but I ain’t never letting you go. Love it, darling. It’s perfect.”
A week later, Razor came home to show me his new tattoo. It was simple but it meant everything. My name tattooed across his ribs with connecting hearts on each side.
“Razor,” I gasped.
“Meant only for me, sweetheart. All mine.”
He pulled me in and kissed my hair.
“Love you.”
“I love you, Razor.”
Thank you for reading Just Ride! This is book 1 in the Legion of Guardians MC Series.
Yes, you are right, there are some unanswered questions in book 1 that will be addressed throughout the series. Stay tuned for Shay and Bronx’s stories. Also, #spoiler – Lori comes back in book 2 and she and Apollo will have their own story in book 3.
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Let’s Ride
Legion of Guardians MC Series
By Xyla Turner
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1 - Fill In
SHAY:
“What's wrong?” Greg asked as I laid across his bare chest with my elbows sticking out and my balled fist under my chin.
“Nothing, just thinking about Lori,” I murmured so I wouldn't have to lift my head to talk.
He was comfortable, physically and emotionally, for the moment at least.
“You still haven't heard from her?” he asked, his smooth voice laced with concern.
I wasn't certain if his worry was for Lori or me. Everybody in and out of town knew what Apollo had said and done. It had been almost six months, and I had yet to utter a word to the bastard.
My girl, Kylie, said that was all she did was utter something his way, just so there was no issue with her fiancé, Razor. His given name was Xander Willis, but his Legion of Guardians MC name was Razor, and he was their president.
