Seven
Holly
Holy shit! So that just happened. Oh. My. God! I walk through the groups of people needing a moment all to myself. Before I make it to the bathroom, someone pulls me into the kitchen and shoves me into a huge pantry.“What the fu-”
The light is flipped on and I’m relieved, but not surprised by who I find standing in front of me.
“Fuck Holly. If Harrison didn’t give me everything I need, and then some, I might have to find me another Steel Dagger. One to have my back while Harrison has my front.” She fans herself and I laugh. She’s so fucking funny.
“Our men pulled us away when Rash started swallowing your face,” Emersen says with a mouth full of food. She has a platter of mini cheesecakes pressed up to her midsection. She’s steadily consuming the little desserts one after the other, and I can’t help but watch in fascination as this little woman puts them away.
“It was so hot though. They let us watch from the deck.”
“You two are insane!” I laugh. “Why are we in the closet, with the cheesecakes?”
“Little momma here is having her first craving, and we needed the details,” Chelsea says, with her own goodies in hand.
“There’s not much to say. You saw what happened.”
“What was going on with Triton?”
I don’t want to lie to them. I’ve been in town less than two weeks and I’ve quickly fallen in love with it. I could see myself settling down and staying here for good. Would it hurt to tell them?
“Triton checked into me. Found out why I’m here, why I need to be paid in cash.”
“I was wondering about that. I think Ryker asked him to do it. He’s very protective of me and the club and wants to be aware of any dangers.”
“Steven isn’t dangerous, at least not to you.”
“Who’s Steven?” Chelsea asks.
“He’s my ex-”
“Your ex?” The girls shout.
“Fiancé.”
“Oh shit.” They say in unison, and all three of us burst into giggles. I don’t know where these two came from, but I know I’ve been missing them for my entire life.
I sigh. “Yeah. It’s not a happy story and I don’t want to get into it right now.”
Chelsea grabs my forearm and looks me in the eyes, all humor gone. “Girl, I know about unhappy shit. I know about being with a man who treats you wrong. That cock sucker you stopped the other night, he was my ex. Look, what I’m trying to say is I’ve been there. You need to talk it out, I’m here. We’re here.”
I grab Chelsea in the biggest hug I’ve ever given anyone since my nana died. “Thank you.” She squeezes me back just as hard. It feels good to have friends I know will be there for me, no matter what.
“Hey! I need love too!” Emersen pouts. Chelsea and I both pull her in. “Group hug!” We all say and burst into giggles.
The door swings open and we all look up to find Ryker, Quinn, Harrison, and Jasper standing there with their arms crossed looking at us like we’re crazy. It’s like a hot, sexy, beefcake buffet standing in front of us, and two of them say I’m theirs.
By the time I’m pulled out of the closet, I’ve laughed so hard I’m crying. I’m sure my makeup is smeared, but I couldn’t care less. I just had one of the best nights, and it’s not even over yet.
∞∞∞
Tonight has been exactly what I’ve been missing in my life. Who knew I’d find it in a small town filled with bikers and two of the funniest and sweetest chicks I’ve ever known.
We’ve been sitting around the fire for hours drinking and listening to the guys tell us crazy stories about the Steel Daggers. Ryker, Emersen, Harrison, Chelsea, me, Jasper, and Quinn are the only ones left sitting here. I can tell we’re about to go when I notice Emersen is passed out in Ryker’s lap and Chelsea isn’t far behind her.
Chelsea and Harrison gave me a ride since my car wouldn’t start when I tried it this afternoon. It’s weird since I replaced the battery when I bought it a few months ago.
When Harrison and Chelsea stand to leave, I get up too. I’ve been snuggled between Jasper and Quinn for a while now, and I feel the loss of their heat as soon as I stand.
“Where are you going?” Quinn asks, standing up next to me.
“I’m catching a ride with Harrison and Chels.”
“You didn’t drive?” Jasper says from my other side.
I shake my head no. “Car wouldn’t start.”
When I go to follow Chelsea, Quinn grabs my hand, stopping me. “We got her Rock.”
Harrison quirks his eyebrow at me, silently asking if it’s okay. I love that he cares, it’s been a long time since someone has. I nod, letting him know I’m good.
“Ready babe? We need to get you out of this cold before you catch one. Wouldn’t be good to be sick over Christmas.”
When we get to their bikes Jasper solves the dilemma. “I call dibs. Holly’s riding with me.” I’ve never met such a happy person as Jasper. He’s always smiling and cracking jokes. His personality is infectious.
“Here babe put this on. You’ll be freezing without it.” Jasper says while holding his leather jacket out for me to put on.
“What about you? Won’t you be cold?”
“I’m a big boy. I’ll be fine.”
Jasper gets me seated on his bike before he gets on himself. While he’s getting situated, I look over to see Quinn staring at us. Seconds later, Jasper’s motorcycle roars to life and Quinn’s right after.
“Wrap your hands around me Doll and hold on tight.” I do as he says, but he grabs my thighs and brings me even closer. The thrum of the bike feels good to my over-sensitized skin. I could get used to this, I think to myself before we’re cruising down the road and I’m hanging on tight.
Quinn follows behind us the entire way to Green Tree Inn. I didn’t even think to tell them where I was staying until halfway through the drive. It dawned on me we were going the right direction though. When we were stopped at a light, I tried to tell Jasper where to go, but he just nodded like he already knew. They must have got the info from the guys.
Quinn parks and gets off his bike quickly so he can help me off Jasper’s bike. As soon as I’m standing, my knees buckle, and I start to fall when Quinn holds me up. “Easy Precious. You’ll get used to it after a few times.”
“Will there be a few more times on the back of your bikes?”
“So many more times you’ll lose count,” Quinn says in a gravelly voice, making my core clench.
They’ve been touching me all night, slowly driving me crazy and making me needy. As much as I want to invite them into my room, something is holding me back. It’s not the right time to start a relationship. Except they are breaking through all my walls and every excuse I’ve got is slowly dying inside me.
They walk me to my room and each place a chaste kiss on my lips before pushing me inside. They refuse to leave until I’ve locked all three locks on the door. Every word is backed up by small actions. They are proving to me each day they can be the kind of men that can hold onto me.