All four of my Brothers were standing outside the shop laughing at the entertainment that had just been played out in front of them. “Was that your girl riding the Harley?” Duke asked with humour in his voice. “It certainly was.” I said more to myself than to Duke. All of them started laughing at my expense. I barged past them as I walked into the shop, “Fucking pricks!”
Chapter 2
Harlow
It was a bright sunny Monday morning which had put me in a good mood. I couldn’t stop thinking about the events that had taken place on Friday and the mere thought of Diesel gave me butterflies in my tummy. Diesel was one hot alpha male. His short dark hair, chiselled features and his bulging biceps were probably the reason for the butterflies, I am so shallow!
I arrived at the shop with coffees in hand. As I walked through the door the bells chimed which made me chuckle to myself. Jimmy came bounding into the reception area with a smile on his face until he saw me. He turned on his heels, ready to go back into the main room, “Jimmy, look please hold on a minute.” I said quickly. Jimmy stopped and turned around looking at me blankly. “I’ve come with a peace offering.” I held a cup of coffee up in the air so that he could see. “I’m sorry about the other day. I think we got off on the wrong foot.” Grinning at Jimmy I waited patiently for him to respond. Jimmy took the cup and mumbled “Thank you.” under his breath. He stood there fiddling with the lid like he was pondering on something, then quickly turned and walked into the main room. This didn’t mean that we were now friends but it was a good start.
The morning had run smoothly and it was getting close to lunch time, I could hear my stomach rumbling as I was finishing CJ’s tattoo. “Are you hungry girl?” CJ asked with a smile on his face. CJ was a hulk of a man. There must be something in the water around this area, to help create such beautiful men. CJ had an incredibly toned body and must work out regularly to achieve such stature. “Sure am.” I said almost embarrassed that he had heard my stomach.
That’s when I felt him before I even saw him. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up. “Good job I’ve brought you some lunch then.” Diesel held the white plastic bag up as he stepped further into the room. “I’ll be out back when you’re ready.” Winking at me he casually walked into the kitchen area. A flush came over my body and my mouth went dry. CJ started chuckling at my obvious discomfort. I looked over at Spike as he watched Diesel walk into the back room but I couldn’t read the expression on his face.
I finished up with CJ and went to find Diesel. The backroom consisted of a kitchenette, containing a small oval table with four chairs and a comfortable sofa bed that was positioned at the back of the room, next to the door leading to the bathroom. It was clean and practical but was missing a woman’s touch, something I was going to rectify over the next couple of weeks.
“So what brings you here?” I asked as I washed my hands and gathered two plates. “I was hungry.” Diesel said with a smile on his gorgeous face. “How’s it gone so far?” I turned to see him stuffing a ham sandwich into his mouth. That mouth was just beautiful and I started to imagine it on various parts of my body. He caught me looking and I mentally kicked myself.
“It’s been great. I’ve always wanted to be a tattooist but haven’t had the opportunity to do it until now.” I quickly stopped myself from babbling further. Diesel had a way of extracting information from me. “So where did you learn how to do it? You obviously have a talent and you don’t just learn that overnight.” Diesel put his sandwich down, his eyes searching mine. I had his full attention and he was waiting for me to explain. “I had friends who spotted my talents and they introduced me to tattooing. I wanted to work in their shop but I wasn’t allowed.” I could see Diesel pondering on my answer. “Why weren’t you allowed? Did your parents stop you?” He was looking at me intently. “Yeah, something like that. Do you want a drink?” Not waiting for a response, I got up and pulled two glasses out of the cabinet.
“You don’t like talking about your past much do you?” I looked around to see the concern on his face. I gave him a weak smile and poured the two glasses of orange squash. “Obviously the main reason I came here was to have lunch but I also wanted to invite you to a party on Saturday.” He must have seen my hesitation. “It’s a big get together at the club house. You can meet the rest of the club members before you leave your mark on them permanently.” He said with slight humour in his voice. I looked at my watch and noticed that I had 10 minutes before my next appointment. “I’d like that Diesel, thank you.” His creased face lifted a little as the tension left his body, as he was obviously worried of my response.