Diesel(7)

I slid off the chair and bent down between her legs. “Look, Diesel’s had a rough couple of years. It’s not my story to tell so if he decides to tell you then you should feel honoured. Just cut him some slack, he obviously likes you ‘Ink’.” I moved my eyebrows up and down animatedly to try and lighten the situation which made her laugh.

I stood and got back into the chair, “Now are you going to give me this tattoo before I shit my pants?” We started to giggle like a pair of young teenagers.

For the next twenty minutes Harlow worked on my tattoo with me screaming like a baby. Time flew and I realised we had a lot in common considering the six year age difference. When I couldn’t handle the pain any longer, Harlow stopped and booked me in for Friday morning to finish it off.





Chapter 3


Harlow

The week had run smoothly and I’d attracted new customers which pleased Spike. Thursday had now arrived and I had butterflies in my stomach again. What was I doing? Did I need any more drama in my life? I’d finished my last client 10 minutes ago and taken myself into the bathroom to brush my hair and top up my makeup.

As I was looking in the mirror, something caught my eye. “Hey Spike, is everything okay?” I asked as he walked into the small bathroom. “I don’t know yet? How serious is it getting with you and Diesel?” He asked seriously crossing his arms as he leant on the door frame. “Well, we’re going out this evening and he’s asked me to the party at the club on Saturday. Do you have a problem with me seeing him?” I asked genuinely. I didn’t want to fall out with Spike. He’d been kind and had given me this great opportunity. “Look Harlow, Diesel is a nice guy, he’s not only my cousin but my closest friend.” Spike retreated out of the bathroom moving into the kitchenette. I packed away my stuff and put it into my locker before following him.

“I’m not sure how much you know about how clubs like ours work but I just want you to be careful and not get into anything you don’t want too.” I could see that he was embarrassed trying to have this conversation with me, like a dad talking to his daughter about sex for the first time.

“I know more about club business than most. I’m not gonna go into details but my mum was a club whore before she died of an overdose when I was four.” I looked into his eyes so that he could see I was serious but again I couldn’t read his expression. “I’d never put myself in any unnecessary danger and that’s one of the reasons I moved recently.” I smiled at him, “I appreciate you looking out for me though.” I closed the gap between us and hugged Spike, holding him close.

Spike was a good looking guy, he had it all going on but he didn’t give me the butterflies that Diesel did. It’s a shame as I think life would be a lot less complicated if I were attracted to him. At this moment in time, I needed a friend as I’d left mine behind when I parted with the Skulls after the death of my dad. Who would’ve thought I’d find a friend in a big hot biker.

I was pulled from my thoughts as an irate Diesel stalked into the room. “Do I need to kick your arse all over the shop?” Diesel looked menacing with his fists clenched. “Shut up you dick. We were just… bonding! Now get out of my shop, I have a hot date tonight.” Spike walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him with a bang. “You ready?” Diesel asked holding out his hand, which I willingly took moving into his embrace, feeling those bloody butterflies coming back again!

It had turned chilly and I was pleased that I’d brought my leather jacket to work. Diesel gave me a helmet with a mic so that we could talk to each other during the journey. “Where are we going?” I asked as I put the helmet on, securing it tightly under my chin. “For a drive, maybe grab some food later if you’re hungry?” I got onto the bike and snaked my arms around him, holding him close feeling our bodies fit perfectly. I let out a long loud sigh, “You okay there babe?” Diesel asked with humour in his voice. “More than okay. Don’t worry about me.” I moved my hands closer to his belt and snuggled further. He took in a big intake of breath and I knew I was affecting him like he had me.

We drove for around twenty minutes when he turned off the main road and onto a dirt track lined with pine trees. We stopped near a small clearing, Diesel turned off the engine and got off the bike, taking my hand to help me. He continued to hold my hand as we walked down a shingle path that led through the trees and the comfortable silence continued between us until we reached the edge of the cliff. “Wow Diesel, this is beautiful. You can see the whole town from up here.” I looked around at the marvellous view in front of us.