Tink
After the guys left Lilly and I made our way home “So” Lilly says, and I look at her
“So” I repeat
“You and Markus,” she says
“Lilly”
“So, you’re going to give it a go” I nod
“Yeah, he’s nice,” I tell her
“What are you two going to do tonight than?” I look at her
“Why?”
“Just curious that’s all.”
“Your just curious” she nods
“He said watch a few movies and dinner that’s it”
“Sounds good, do you have condoms” I look at her
“Lilly”
“What I thought…... you know” I shake my head at her
“No, we are nowhere near that yet” she smiles
“And if it was Jaxson,” she says
“Jaxson’s got the club-whores,” I tell her and she frowns at me
“What club-whores” I roll my eyes not wanting to talk about it “Tink.”
“Summer ok, he’s always fucking her.”
“Have you seen them.”
“A few times.”
“Oh, Tink I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine, I’ve got Markus now, so Jaxson’s a non-issue.”
“Still I can’t believe he fucks her” I laugh
“They all fuck her, that’s her job.”
“Yeah but still I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine.”
When we get to the house, and I message Markus to come over and pick me up early “Thanks for coming to get me” I say getting into his car
“Closed up early I see, that keen to see me huh,” he says and grabs my hand kisses my knuckles, I smile at the gesture
“The guys had to go to the clubhouse, and I didn't have any appointments.”
“Well then lucky me” I smile and put my seat belt on
“Ready,” he says, and I nod
“As I'll ever be.”
The ride to his house he tells to me about his day and the kids he teaches and my mind drifts to Jaxson and what he’ll be doing tonight “Earth to Tink” Markus says squeezing my hand to get my attention.
“Sorry,” I say looking at him
“Penny for your thoughts.”
“It’s nothing.”
“I'm a good listener,” he says making me smile just as he pulls in front of a modern house with sleek lines open windows very grey and black. I look around, and all of the other houses on the block are identical
“Wow” is all I say I don't mind it, but it's just way too modern for me
“Come on,” he says, and we both get out, he waits for me to come around to the front of the car taking my hand. We walk to the very black huge front door “It’s all new, I only moved in a few months ago.”
The interior is just as modern concrete flooring black leather sofa glass coffee table black blinds black shelves with a few ornaments, it feels stale un-lived in cold “What do you think” shit how can I say it's horrible without sounding horrible, I smile and so does he “It's great isn't it” he says like a proud owner, I just smile and bite my tongue and just nod “All new appliances I haven't had much time to use them, but I'm hoping tonight will be the start of me using them all the time. I watch Markus work his way around the kitchen; it's the same as the rest of the house black concrete and stainless steel. The bar stool I'm sitting on digs into my legs it's a wire framed black seat with no back support, he talks as he moves around telling me about his day and his students all the while I stay quiet and just smile. He seems so animated talking about them, and it makes me smile, but my mind keeps me wondering back to Jaxson “Tink” I hear and look at Markus
“Sorry I spaced out for a second,” I tell him feeling stupid why in the hell do I keep thinking about Jaxson he couldn't give a shit about me
“Anything you wanna share”
“Nope I’m good, so the movie,” I say, and he smiles at me
“I never figured you for a Die Hard fan,” he says, and I smile.
“Come on, Bruce Willis popcorn and wine what every girl dreams of,” I say, and Markus laughs
“Do I have to be jealous of Bruce,” he says smiling teasing me
“No,” I say, and he leans over and pecks me on the lips
“Good cause I like it when you look at me,” he says winking at me and grabs the popcorn
****
Jaxson
Waking the next morning my body aches from the fight, the arm draped over my stomach has me turning to the women next to me (fuck my head is killing me) I know I have a black eye a few bruised ribs a fat lip and my knuckles sting “Morning” Summer says and I get out of bed and head into my bathroom (fuck I can't even remember coming to bed). I walk out, and Summer is sitting up leaning on the headboard smiling at me, I frown at her (man I gotta stop fuckin’ this chick)
“What the fuck are you doing here Summer?” I ask her
“You dragged me in here last night.”
“Right so after we fuck you get out” she frowns at me.
“But”
“Summer you’re a fuckin’ club-whore, what did you expect a fuckin’ ring on your finger or something cause let me tell ya that shit is never gonna happen.”
“I didn't ask for anything; I know what I am ok, do you have to be an asshole.”
“Yeah, I do now get the fuck out” she grabs her clothes and storms out the door slamming it, and I go back into the bathroom and take a shower.
By the time I make it into the kitchen the rooms buzzing with all of the guys the smell of bacon toast, and coffee has my mouth watering. As I walk in, I notice all of the Old Ladies walking around talking laughing and serving the guys. I look around and Tink's nowhere to be seen so I head over to Lilly “Where's Tink” she looks up at me and frowns
“She didn't come home last night,” she says
“What?”
“Don't worry she text she's fine but she stayed at Markus’s” My mind must have stroked out, because I don't remember the ride to the douches house, but I do remember the second she opened the door in nothing but a man’s t-shirt, her hair down and the complete look of shock on her face as she opened the door
“Oh, Jaxson what happened to your face?” she says reaching for me
“Did you fuck him” is all I say, her bare legs her painted little toenails and her fuckin’ gorgeous hair, that I've never seen down. It goes all the way to her ass; I can see she's not wearing a bra her nipples standing at attention but I look into her blue eyes, and she has tears in them. But my anger spikes the second I see a hickey a fuckin’ hickey on her neck “Did you fuck him” I say slowly, and she blushes
“Jaxson” is all she says just as the douche comes to the door pulling her to him and kisses her neck, making the claim loud and clear. I walk back to my bike and book it as fast as my Harley will take me. When I get back to the clubhouse, Lilly is waiting for me
“Did you see her?” she asks, and I nod
“Yeah” I grind my teeth as I say it.
“And”
“And what?”
“How does it feel,” she says, and I stop and look at her
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“How does it feel to see Tink with another man” I frown at her.
“What the fuck does that mean?”
“You and Summer,” she says
“What about me and Summer” she shakes her head.
“I mean, you fucking Summer all the time and Tink seeing it, now you know what it’s like to have that shit rubbed in your face.”
“I don’t rub shit in Tink’s face.”
“So, her finding you fucking Summer is what?”
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
“So, you're saying that you haven’t fucked Summer” I look down, and Lilly sighs and I look at her
“You fucked her last night didn’t you.”
“You know what it’s none of your damn business who I stick my dick in.”
“Like it’s no business of you who Tink sleeps with,” she says walking back into the clubhouse (fuck Tink, fuck bitches I'm over it)
**
The next few days go by fast I've kept myself busy, doing the jobs any jobs for the guys. Last night Oki needed me at the strip club where the Bambi one of the strippers tried to get me to fuck her. But my dick is off limits, for now, I've decided I'm concentration on getting my patch nothing else. Theirs a knock at my door the next morning and Razor opens the door “Yeah boss you need something.”
“Yeah get ya shit together you and your brother are heading to Oregon with Preacher.”
“Oregon”
“Yeah, they need help with someone, and you and your brother fit the bill. Now get ya shit ready for a few weeks away” I pack the essentials jeans shirts socks jocks nothing else and I head out to the main room where all of the guys are waiting, Razor calls us over to him
“Yeah man.”
“You two be safe,” he says, and we both frown at him
“We need anything else boss” meaning do I need a piece.
“Nope Preacher’s got it” we both nod as Knuckle comes over.
“You two sure know how to fight” Jordan, and I look at each other and smile I laugh because of Jordan's missing tooth
“What?” he says, and I laugh louder
“Nothing”
*
It takes just over four hours of riding, to make it to the Oregon clubhouse. It's a lot like ours it’s a large warehouse building and the club emblem on the large gate, as we pull in, we park at the end of the bikes “Asphalt show the boys where their bunkin’” Preacher says
We follow Asphalt into the clubhouse and head down a long corridor then up a flight of stairs and stop at a door “This is you two you'll be sharing” we both nod and walk in, Asphalt standing at the door when his phone pings, I watch him frown at the message
“Problem,” I ask him
“Nope be at Chapel in twenty minutes,” he says walking off, and Jordan looks at me
“Chapel we've never been invited to Chapel before” I shrug my shoulders
We pack our shit away and have a quick shower before we head down to the room where the club has Church standing outside of the doors is a huge fuckin’ guy as tall as me and Jordan but a fuckin’ tank. He watches as we get closer to him.
“Sniper” is all he says opening the door for us to go in, my heart is racing we've never even been allowed into our Chapel at home, the only people allowed in there are the fully patched members.
“Sit,” Preacher says pointing to two seats on the far wall. We watch as the meeting starts with Preacher banging his hand on the table and the room goes deathly quiet.
“So, Brothers as you can see we have guests our first Prospects given access to our meeting” everyone turns to look at us, but we both sit there quiet not saying a word
“I've asked Razor if we can use them to get close to Julio Reyes.”
“Why the Prospects, why not one of the Brothers” there VP says
“Razor trusts them”
“Razor trusts them is that it.”
“Yeah plus all the other Brothers were busy and these two, need to earn their patches why not use them.”
“Cause their fuckin’ Prospects,” one of them says, and Preacher laughs
“Look at them, there exactly what were lookin’ for, and Julio won't see them comin’.”
“Preacher man you sure about this” Sniper asks him
“Look I spoke to Razor at length about this, they can fight I've seen it myself and there loyal to the patch we need a fuckin’ break.”
“You gonna get Widow to help,” one of them asks
“No,” Preacher says
“He doesn't have to see it comin’,” Sniper says
“If we need Widow, we’ll call if these two don't make it” Jordan's leg slightly presses onto mine the only indication that he's nervous, I press back giving him reassurance without anyone noticing. (who the fuck is Widow) We spend the next few hours going over a plan for Jordan and I to go to an underground fighting club and see if we can make contact with a guy named Julio Reyes apparently, he owes the club a fuck load of money he bet against the club on fighter nicked named Widow Maker.
**
It takes two weeks for us to make our name in the underground club scene fighting our way up the ladder, the club moved us into a house, so no one knows we work for them. It's been a good distraction being away from Tink, I haven't heard anything and thinking more about it. I don't want to she's moved on with the douche, and I'm working towards my patch, but every time I’m in the ring it’s the douches face I see.
The crowd is loud; there are more people here tonight, the smell of sweat blood and the roars of the crowd are ear-splitting, small scuffles break out here and there all the fighters are in a caged off area at the back of the room with bodyguards standing watch
“You see Reyes yet,” Jordan asks as we get ready for tonight's fight, Preacher had sent a picture of the guy and so far, no joy. Hopefully, tonight's the night; I'm over this shit now, I just wanna head home.
Jordan's name is called, and he makes his way to the cage, I've had to set his nose twice since we've been here and I can tell he's frustrated. I watch as he steps into the cage his appointment already there bouncing around. I look at the crowd and see him in the front row with two big fuckers next to him, I look at Jordan who has already seen him, and he gives me a chin lift. I text Preacher 'JOY' code word fuckers here the reply comes immediately
'on way.'
'got two big fuckers with him.'
'that's what you and your brother are for' (fuck)
I delete all the messages and watch Reyes; he's a slick little fuck. He's got the Mexican drug lord look to him white pressed suit white shirt gold watch slicked back greasy hair and a dirty big cigar hanging out of his mouth. I make my way out of the caged area and head behind the greasy fucker gun in my waistband. Jordan's fight doesn't last long it takes him less than a minute to knock his opponent out. We've got a job to do no fuckin’ around.
Jordan makes his way back to the cage, and I watch as Reyes gets up and walks towards my brother. I follow him as he stands at the cage door looking at Jordan “Great fight tonight” he says, and Jordan looks up at him
“Thanks,” he says
“I could use a man like you, you and your brother I've heard good things.”
“Yeah like what,” Jordan asks
“Well that you both are naturals, we could make a lot of money together.”
“You want my brother and I to work for you,” he says, and I step forward
“Sounds like a plan,” I say, and Reyes turns to me and smiles
“Your brothers a smart man” Jordan smiles.
“So how are we gonna do this then”
“It's too loud in hear come to my house so we can talk.”
“Sounds good,” Jordan says
“Give us a minute will ya,” I say to Reyes, and he nods for his boys to follow him
“How we gonna play this Jaxson” Jordan asks
“Text Preacher and tell him to wait.”
“Jaxson”
“Let’s hear him out maybe it could be a win for the club.”
“Fuck,” Jordan says
“Fine” I pull my phone out and text Preacher
‘need you to wait.’
'what the fuck boy.'
'trust me' is all I text back.
“So,” Jordan says
“Look we've been looking for this fucker for weeks now he just invited us to his house how lucky is that” Jordan rolls his eyes at me.
“Fine” We make it outside, and two black SUV's are waiting, we get in and were driven to a large property just outside of town. Large gates surround the property, it reminds me of one of those houses that you see in Savannah the old-style mansions with the four white pillars out the front veranda above and below and as we get out a butler opens the two large doors. I'm impressed but I'm on my guard, and so is Jordan we know what to do count the guards look for security camera anything that will help.