He was worried about becoming more involved with Tessa with things like they were, but he couldn’t seem to keep his distance. She was becoming more important to him than he’d planned. The look she gave him whenever she wanted him to kiss her made it hard for him to control himself. He wanted to consume her. She was smart, confident, and seemed open to his lifestyle. She didn’t judge him or his club. It made him want to keep her close to him all the time. He smiled thinking how much she’d liked being on his bike. Her arms wrapped tight around him, laughing when he went too fast, made him want to claim her as his. Mine… he thought to himself. He knew he had to have her, and tonight he wouldn’t wait any longer to convince her to be his.
He pulled his truck into her driveway just before seven. She must have heard him pull up. She was already out on the porch locking the front door when he opened his door. She was wearing a black top with a low cut V that showed off her breasts and a short denim skirt that drew his eyes to her long legs. She wore her dark cowboy boots and silver bracelets around her wrist. Her hair was down in long, wavy curls. Damn, she’s gonna be the death of me.
Her lips curved into a sexy smile as she approached him. “Hey there, good looking! You ready to go?”
“Damn, woman. You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you? I thought those school skirts were hot, but that thing is gonna have me hard all night.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment, Perv. Let’s go. I’m starving. That burger from the festival is long gone, and Drake has literally eaten everything in the house. That boy is like my own personal garbage disposal. He’ll eat anything that isn’t nailed to the floor.”
“Well, that’s an easy problem to fix. I thought we would head over to the Olive Pit. You like pasta?”
“Love it. That’s one of my favorite places to eat. I don’t get to go very often, because the kids always want Chinese food.” She gave him a quick kiss on the check and pranced over to the truck.
He opened her door and helped her get in. His hand slowly swept over her bare knee. He pulled back shaking his head. “Yep, you’re trying to kill me.”
They both enjoyed their dinner together. Their conversation came easily, and he loved how easy she was to talk to. They talked about their families and friends. He told her all about how he grew up in a club similar to the Devil Chasers. His dad was the VP of the Lost Souls, and he’d loved the MC life even as a child. His father’s club dismantled after the president was killed in a car crash. His father died later that year of a heart attack. His mother died when he was four, so he lost all of his family when his father passed away. It was one of the things that led him to join the Devil Chasers eleven years ago. Most of the original members were no longer with them. Some had moved away or decided club life wasn’t for them, but Pops and Doc were still holding on strong. They had pretty strong opinions about the club, but they kept their thoughts to themselves and trusted Bishop to do his job.
Tessa listened to him intently, only asking a few questions now and then. She seemed intrigued by their lifestyle, but she wasn’t put off by it. He hoped that she could see herself as part of his unique family. He wanted to claim her as his old lady, but she would need to understand what that meant to be claimed. Lots of people had their own judgments when it came to the term, Old Lady. He wanted her to understand that it was a term of endearment, not disrespect like some people thought. Once she became his old lady, she would have the highest rank of all the women in the club. She would have to show them respect, but she would ultimately have the final say when it came to the women in the club. Just the thought of her wearing the leather ‘Property of Bishop’ jacket made his cock grow hard.
Once they were finished with their dinner, he drove them over to Porch at Hidden Creek. It’s a rustic patio bar by the lake where bikers like to meet up after a long day of riding. Their food is great, and it usually had a band on the weekends. They’re famous for their firework show on the Fourth of July. People come from all over the lake to watch the fireworks while listening to the band.
Bobby and Courtney were already sitting at one of the tables drinking a beer when they walked up. There were several empty bottles scattered on their table.
“There you are! I was beginning to think you were going to stand us up. We’ve been here for over an hour. We just ate an awesome steak, and the beers are seriously cold. I’m already on my 3rd one! Go grab you one and come sit with us,” Courtney said with a welcoming smile.
“You sit,” Bishop told Tessa. “I’ll go grab us a drink. Do you need another round?” Bishop asked Bobby.