Making the Cut (Son's of Templar MC)(51)

"Margaritas?" She asked with a smile creeping onto her face.

I gave her a look. "We are in a biker clubhouse Amy, I doubt the big  rough alpha males have margarita mix." Her face fell. "We are just going  to have to strap on our balls and drink it straight." I declared  solemnly pouring us some glasses.

At that point the door burst open and in walked Rosie, Lucy and Ashley,  closely followed by Evie, Lizzie and to my surprise more than a few  Sweetbutts, arms laden with groceries. Rosie's eyes lit up when she saw  us, and even more when she spotted the bottle in my hand.

"Tequila! I love you girls, Jose is one of my best friends in Lockdowns, and I brought margarita mix." She held up a paper bag.

Amy leapt off her bar stool and hugged her. "I love you." She told her sincerely.

I gave everyone smiles as they approached, Rosie de tangled herself from Amy and hugged me across the bar.

"Holy shit Gwen, I heard what happened are you okay?" Her face was scrunched with worry.

"I'm fine now, and will be even better with the help of tequila." I  reassured her, telling myself not to twitch and the memory of insects  crawling up my arms.

"You are one strong bitch." She winked at me, "I'll dump the groceries  and dig around for our drink mix so we can get this party started." She  strolled towards the kitchen where the Sweetbutts had disappeared.  Lizzie walked up to me and gave my hand a light squeeze, eyes kind.

"How you going Gwen?" She asked softly.

"I'm okay thanks Liz." I smiled at her, introducing her to Amy before  noticing two little humans hiding behind her legs. I rounded the bar and  crouched down in front of them.

"Why what have we got here?" I asked playfully, sneaking a grin at the  two kids who were peeking at me shyly. A boy and a girl, both with jet  black hair and both gorgeous. The girl was about five, with shoulder  length ringlets and a cheeky smile. The boy was a bit older, standing  more confidently at his mother's side. "I'm Jack." The boy held out his  hand to shake, I held back a laugh at the child's manly demeanor. I  tried to fight visions of little children with Cades steely grey eyes.  Not the time to get clucky.

I gave his hand a shake. "Well it's a pleasure to meet you Jack, who's your sister?"                       
       
           



       

He stepped around his mother to stand in front of me.

"You sound weird, are you from another planet or something?" He asked  seriously and I couldn't hold back my laugh this time, I heard Lizzie  giggling.

"Jack," She scolded, "That wasn't polite." He gazed up at his mother confused. I straightened up and ruffled his hair.

"I sound different because I'm from a country way on the other side of the world called New Zealand." I explained.

"That's weird." He decided before running off to play with a couple of other kids I hadn't noticed arrive.

"Sorry about that." Lizzie said while scooping up the little beauty beside her.

"Don't even apologize, he is hilarious." I told her.

She rolled her eyes. "Yeah sometimes I want to scream at the little shit though, he is too much like his father its scary."

I laughed happy to see the obvious love in her eyes. I lightly pulled on her little girls curl.

"What's your name then?"

"This is Lily." Lizzie replied when the little girl burrowed her face in her shoulder. "She's a bit shy." She explained.

I chatted with Lizzie for a bit until she had to go and put Lily down  for a nap. I was about to turn and sit back with Amy who had already  downed two shots when Evie approached and hugged me. I gingerly hugged  her back, surprised at the hard woman's show of tenderness. She released  stroked my face, reminding me of something my mother would do.

"You allgood honey?" She asked and I nodded. "Good, don't worry the men  will take care of those animals, finally. That's the last time they go  near our women." He voice was filled with anger, but her eyes seemed to  water. She must've been thinking about Laurie, this incident bringing  horrible memories to the surface. I gave her hands a squeeze and she  smiled at me.

"Enough talking, lets get down to business. I'll get the Sweetbutts on  cleaning this dump up and making food. I'll find places for everyone to  sleep, you want to be in charge of the most important thing?"

"What's that?" I asked.

"Booze." She replied.

"Only if that includes me drinking some."



The rest of the day passed in a blur of activity, and cocktails. I was  surprised at the number of people, although Cade said there wasn't many  Old Ladies, that didn't mean there wasn't a heck of a lot of women  involved with the club. There was also a good amount of children, most  of whom belonged to club members, results of divorce or one night  stands. Everyone was banding together, helping out with food and getting  along really well. It was really interesting seeing the people behind  the men, people connected to the club in some way or another, people who  could potentially be in danger. They didn't seem too worried about the  possible threat; the atmosphere was light, with only a couple of worried  faces. I asked Lizzie if this was a regular occurrence, lockdown and  everyone being in danger. She assured me it wasn't, telling me that  danger from the club rarely touched its extended family. I wanted to  believe her, but with what happened today I was finding it hard and I  was feeling very conflicted. Tequila helped me with that, by the time my  head hit the pillow I was feeling pleasantly buzzed. But no amount of  alcohol could stop me worrying about Cade who I hadn't heard from all  day. I lay staring at the ceiling for I don't know how long until I  heard heavy footsteps ascending the stairs and the door open quietly. I  sat up and watched Cade as he closed the door behind him.

"What are you still doing awake baby? It's late." Cade's voice was soft as he sat on the bed stroking my face.

"Couldn't sleep." I replied. "I was worried about my man."

A tender expression crossed his face, one that he only ever gave me, his  hard and gruff exterior reserved for the rest of the world.

"I'm right here baby, whole and unharmed." He stood, beginning to take  off his clothes, resting his cut on the back of a chair. I regarded it  in the dim moonlight, feeling mixed emotions for the piece of leather.

"How long is this going to go on for?" I asked quietly, still staring at the chair.

I felt a pause in Cade's movement for a second before he continued undressing.

He entered the bed, resting his body on top of mine.

"It will be over soon baby I promise." His voice was intense, rough.  "You don't know how sorry I am that you got caught up in this shitstorm.  Christ, you are so good, so strong. You don't need any more of this  ugliness tarnishing your life, and it fuckin has." He was angry at  himself. "If I wasn't such a selfish bastard I would let you go, let you  run a mile away from this life." He paused and my mind panicked at the  thought of loosing him, but the rational part of me considered the  possibility of running from the danger that the club and Cade  represented. Cade watched me closely as if he was trying to read my  mind. "But I can't Gwen, I can't let you go. The thought of not being  with you, not being able to protect you, sleep beside you, sink into you  at the end of the day, that thought scares me shitless. And the thought  of another man ever touching you." He literally shook from rage,  "Drives me crazy." He kissed me hard before pulling back. "I love you  Gwen, fuck I should've said it the moment you made my godamn life saying  those words to me. I love you more than anything baby."                       
       
           



       

Holy crap, well that's what I call an I love you, my biker knows how to say it right.

"I love you too Cade." I whispered before he devoured my mouth, yanking  the blankets away, roughly hissing when he saw I was naked.

"You are fucking stunning baby." He kissed me again, roughly tweaking my  nipple, I moaned into his mouth. I felt his callused hands venture down  my torso until they reached my drenched core. He thrust a finger inside  me and I saw stars, feeling my orgasm creeping already.

"Cade." I murmured as he sucked my nipple. "I need you inside me." I writhed as his finger moved faster.

"Not yet Gwen, I want to watch you come around my finger, want to feel  your little pussy pulse on my hand." He replied roughly, his words  unraveling me. I cried out. I was in a fog when Cade entered me,  pleasure shooting through my already sensitive flesh. His eyes never  left mine while he made slow love to me, the emotion and love behind his  eyes nearly tearing me apart. All of a sudden I was riding waves of  pleasure, clenching around him again. I heard his grunt as I milked his  release out of him.