We entered the cafe and were welcomed by a woman in her mid-thirties. She showed us to our seats, placing menus on the table. “Your waitress is Kayleigh, she’ll be with you in a minute.” The woman didn’t make eye contact, which I thought was strange. She left us to collect glasses from another table and started to wipe it clean. We both looked through the menus waiting for the waitress. I looked around the cafe taking in the dreary decor and noticed the chequered curtains that needed a good wash along with the sticky floor but the smell of the food coming from the kitchen smelt delicious.
“Hello handsome, what can I get ya?” I assumed that this girl was our waitress, Kayleigh. She was in her mid-twenties, stick thin with the biggest bust I had ever seen, which were obviously surgically enhanced! How her skinny frame could still stand with all that baggage was beyond me. Diesel placed his order without giving her any attention, much to her annoyance. This made me chuckle and the laughter that came out of my mouth, earned me a dirty look from Miss Big Tits. I also placed my order of a chicken burger and chips but was instantly regretting laughing as I’d probably end up with extra spit in my food!
“Thank you.” I whispered to Diesel once the waitress had disappeared, reaching across the table to touch his hand gently. He looked at me with confusion on his face. “Thank you for not looking at her breasts whilst you’re with me.” I said softly so that the other diners couldn’t hear. Diesel started chuckling but the chuckles turned into full blown laughter, now people were looking at us. I looked around, lowering my voice, “Stop it, people are staring.” Diesel’s smile grew, “Like I give a fuck. You’re one funny lady Ink.” I removed my hand from his, “Should I take that as a compliment?” Diesel stood, “You most certainly should. I gotta pee, I’ll be back in a minute.” He walked towards the restrooms at the back of the cafe.
The sound of laughter made me turn towards the door. “Shit!” There were three members of the Skulls MC walking through the door. I tried to turn and move into the booth quickly but Patch saw me and was walking my way.
“Well if it aint little Princess. How you doing?” Patch was one of the creepiest fuckers I’d ever met. He made my skin crawl and I tried to stay away from him where possible as I’d heard some horror stories about his antics. He moved closer and started to sit down next to me, when he was yanked out of the chair and thrown on his arse.
“Go near her again and you’ll be eating through a straw. Do I make myself clear?” Diesel said almost growling at Patch, who was slowly getting to his feet looking furious. Patch went for his knife. Diesel calmly folded his arms, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” Diesel stepped closer to Patch. “Do you want to be the cause of a war between the Skulls and the Aces just because your pride got hurt?” I could see Patch contemplating this information.
“I think Hawke would be more concerned that you’ve taken his old lady.” Patch turned towards me, “Haven’t you told Diesel about being promised to Hawke?” A huge grin spread across his face.
“I wasn’t promised to anyone. My dad fucking hated you and Hawke.” I spat as I stood squaring up to him, resting my hands on my hips. Patch moved closer, “Watch your fucking mouth Princess.” The next thing I knew Patch flew through the air, knocking over the table in the middle of the cafe. Diesel had slapped Patch with the back of his hand with such force that he fell like a sack of spuds. “I warned you but you had to push your fucking luck.” Diesel turned to the two Skulls starting to make their way over. “I wouldn’t even think about it. My club house is closer to here than yours and I could have twenty men here in less than five minutes. Go back to your drinks.”
Patch started moving around on the floor. “Come on Ink, let’s get out of here. I’ve suddenly lost my appetite.” Diesel threw some money down on the table, for the food we were no longer having. It also looked like he’d covered the cost of the broken table. He grabbed my hand and led me out of the cafe.
I followed Diesel through the door and walked into a hulk of a man wearing a Skulls cut. “Hello stranger.” Flex said as he picked me up in a bear hug, swinging me around. “God, I’ve missed you?” I said giving him a kiss on the cheek before he gently put me down, holding me at arm’s length assessing me. Diesel grabbed my hand pulling me back and casually wrapped his arm around my shoulder in a possessive stance.
“Diesel, this is Flex. He practically raised me, he’s like family.” I explained quickly not wanting any further trouble. Diesel stayed quiet, looking Flex up and down. “I didn’t realise you were hanging with the Aces now,” Flex said with venom in his voice staring directly at Diesel. “I don’t think your dad would have been pleased about that Princess.”