Biker's Baby Girl(31)

Pulling her into me I hugged her as close as I could against my heart. “Why are you still crying babygirl? Look at me.” I smoothed the hair back from her face and looked at her without speaking for a while.

“We had our first fight, it was a bad one, you lost your damn mind, but I’m still here. I’m sorry you felt even for one second that I chose her over you that would never happen. Now stop the tears I don’t like it.”

“Kiss me.” I waited for her to lift her lips to mine before taking them in a sweet kiss. “I’ll give you my seed tonight okay, stop fussing.” Since she lost that fucking haunted look in her eyes I figured that’s what the fuck was wrong with her spoilt ass.

“You want chocolate?” She nodded her head yes when not five minutes ago she said she didn’t want shit. I shook my head with a grin and took her into the store to stock up on the sugary sweet shit that she had a weakness for.

She seemed much lighter now that we’d had our little talk. I doubt she knew how much of her heart she’d shown me today. I’ll have to be careful in the future not to harm her sweet heart. My girl is a softie.

By the time we were on the road again I had come up with an idea for Deidre that would save me from breaking my word and give my woman what she wanted in the bargain. Now as to getting rid of everyone I’d slept with, there were only one or two of them left, but if that’s what she wanted so be it. The boys had more than enough pussy to go around.

She was already changing my shit around and she hadn’t been there a month. I guess I was gonna have to rethink some shit because she had proven that she had no problem standing up to me and that shit was going to have to be nipped in the bud before she fucked around and pushed me too far.

The one thing I was not prepared to accept from my woman, is disrespect, no matter how fucking mad she gets. That shit will earn her an ass whipping.

She held me a little tighter the rest of the way and there were no more stray tears hitting me as we rode hard for our destination.

With her little ass under control my mind turned to what could possibly be waiting for us at the other end of this shit. Most likely it had to do with the hate brigade, as Law was fond of calling the local chapter of the Nazi wannabes, who were apparently friends of Sal’s.

If that fuck wanted to lose his nuts altogether I had no problem helping him out there, and if I took out a few of those assholes along the way so much the better.

The thing is, I don’t think any of that would’ve prompted Law to call for a face to face, something like that he could’ve told me over the phone or true to character, the pain in the ass would’ve handled it himself and then told me after the fact. This shit was just making me antsy as fuck on top of everything else.

My mind ran the gamut of possibilities but all roads led to her. If it concerned her and Law wasn’t talking but was asking me to come all this way, then it might be bad. But wouldn’t he have given me a heads-up?

Not if it’s really fucked and he thinks you’d lose your shit and go vigilante. It would be just like him to try to bring me in to diffuse the situation. And all this guessing shit was just making me more agitated. Better to wait and see before I make myself nuts before I get there.







Chapter 17


Creed



Law and his crew were practically waiting for us at the gate when we got there later that afternoon. I took in the whole place at a glance and didn’t see anything that would give me any idea as to what the fuck was going on

Law, Brand, Clay, Kyle and their cousin looked relaxed and laid back. I relaxed a little then but not much. These men were all hard-asses each in their own right, I wouldn’t put it past them to be holding shit close to the vest.

“What’s up brother?” We exchanged our usual hugs all around before Law turned to Jessie. I felt my hackles rise and had to remind myself that Law had his own woman and he was standing at least ten feet from mine.

He must’ve felt my energy in the air because the ass grinned at me before reaching out for her hand. I couldn’t hold back the growl that escaped but was quick enough to play that shit off before the others caught on. I’m so fucked.

“And you must be Jessie, pleased to meet you finally.” As he said it I realized I’d never introduced them in all the years we’d been friends and they had lived so close. He’d known where she was of course, because I’d told him, but I never wanted anyone around her, not even my most trusted friend. “Fuck!”

“Problem?” Law looked at me after my outburst as I looked at her. I felt like an asshole, it was so clear, what the fuck had I been thinking? “Nah, just something I have to take care of. Come here babygirl.”

She came over to my side and I realized she was a little nervous being around all these strange men. I kissed her temple and left my arm around her as I pulled my phone and walked a little ways away. I looked down at her and kept my eyes on hers as I made the call.

“Jason, I need you to do me a solid. Cut Deidre a check for ten grand for me.” I hung up and made the second call which was easier than I thought it would be.

I’d been looking at this shit all-wrong. My first allegiance will always be to her and making sure she’s happy. This shit wasn’t ever going to make her happy and it was shit thinking to believe it ever could. “Deidre, yeah it’s me, listen Jason will be there in a few with something for you.

I want you to take that and go back to your parents’. It’s enough to get you started somewhere. We’ll be gone for a few days, but I’m gonna need you to be gone when we get back.”

I heard her silent tears on the other line and felt my heart hurt for the wife of my friend, the girl I’d known for so long. But it was the one on my arm that mattered most.

She hung up the phone without a word and I guess that was the end of our acquaintance. Even though I hadn’t seen her in a long time and we’d parted on such bad terms last time and not too hot ones this go round, there was still that connection. I guess we could call that the first casualty of my love for my babygirl.

“Better?” She gave me a half smile and a sweet kiss before we returned to the others. I knew some shit was up when Law broke off his conversation with my crew upon my return and my boys were looking like they were ready to pounce on some shit.

“Creed I thought since your woman knows Illyana we’d let them get reacquainted while we take care of some things.” He looked towards his place, the main house on the spread. The one he’d inherited after his parents and his little sister had been slaughtered not too long ago, leaving just him his younger brother and the cousin who had grown up with them.

It was then I saw the women all congregated on the porch watching the goings-on. One of them broke away at Law’s signal and headed towards us until the men whistled and the others followed.

I almost laughed at the way the women fell in line because I remember these boys complaining about the shit their women put them through and how hardheaded and opinionated they were. Except for Brandon whose relationship was relatively new.

“This is my wife Dana Sue, Dana this is my buddy Creed and his girl Jessie.” The introductions were made and the women took her off with them. It didn’t escape my notice that these guys weren’t too thrilled about their women being around strange men either, friend or no friend.

The atmosphere changed as soon as the wives were out of sight and I was back to playing the guessing game. “Okay Law, you got me here what gives?” He seemed to be taking an inordinate amount of time studying me for some fucked up reason and that shit was not helping.

“You’re not gonna like what I’m about to say to you so let’s get that shit out of the way now. I know how you are so I’m asking you to keep your cool and let’s come up with a plan, no rash moves brother for fuck sake.”

Yeah, if that little tidbit was supposed to settle me down it had the opposite fucking effect. If it were anyone else I would’ve jacked him up until he started talking, but you can’t rush this fucker, he moves at his own pace.

His boys and mine started twitching and that shit just sent my radar into fucking orbit. I looked towards the house she’d disappeared into with my guts in knots.

“Tell me what the fuck’s going on Law.” I didn’t like the way everyone was looking like they expected me to lose my shit; that could only mean one thing. That whatever the fuck he was about to tell me was fucked.

“Do I need to send her to the bunker over this shit?” The bunker was fucking hours away at my place. I’d had it built years ago after my stint in the army. You learn things when dealing with Uncle Sam, the fuck.

I loosened my stance and waited. If Law was on his shit then it was worse than he’d led me to believe on the phone. And since it involved her, oh well, shit might get fucked up no matter what he said about keeping my cool. I’ll wait ‘til he told me his shit and then we’d see.

“I have to show you something, follow me.” I looked back in the direction she’d gone and went after him with our guys following behind. His set-up was pretty much like mine only difference is there were less women around. I guess that was compliments of the wives. I’ll have to ask him how that shit was working out for him.