Chapter one
Maze
Stretching my arms above my head, my body clicks from neck to toes. Fuck me I am getting old. A feminine moan comes from next to me and my head snaps in the direction to see a chick next to me that I brought home after being at the club with the boys.
I'm pretty sure she's here on a family holiday, or at least I think that's what she said, I can’t for the life of me remember, but what I can remember is that she sucks dick like a hoover.
I sniff and the smell of sex, sweat and alcohol fills the air, shit I need a shower and to get rid of this chick.
I slap her arse. “Come on, wake up, you need to go, I have shit to do.”
She squeals and scowls at me, she does not bother to cover her naked form, as she climbs out of my bed and gets dressed. I fling my legs over the side of the bed and bury my head in my hands, then scrub them over my face trying to wake my arse up.
Banging comes on the door making the woman cry out in fright. I wince at the sound as it ricochets around my head, as Dyson pushes the door open, not waiting to be invited in. Bloody hell.
“Maze, move it. Suede called church. Jesus fuck, brother, put that cocktail sausage away.” I flip him off and he chuckles then leaves the room.
“Will I see you later, Maze?” the girl asks, and I huff out a laugh, then I twist at the waist to look at her at the end of the bed.
“One-time deal, darlin’ you knew that going into this. Off you pop, yeah.” I stand from the bed and walk into the bathroom that is attached to my room here at the clubhouse.
I have a place just outside of town, but I rarely stay there, my grandparents left their little cottage to me when they passed.
I have this sense that it is for my Old Lady, my family.
Now that thought makes me chuckle. I turn the water on in the shower and wait for it to warm up before stepping in thinking about the past few years.
It has been a whirlwind of Old Ladies and babies around here. I mean Grace is seven now for fucks sake, she will be wearing makeup and dating boys before Batch and Gen know it.
Ace, Batch, EC, hell even Court have kids.
Once I have finished my shower, I get dressed in my jeans, long sleeve top and my cut before joining the guys in church. Suede is sitting at the head of the table smoking his usual cigar.
“Nice of you to join us. We saw the piece that just did the walk of shame.” Pres speaks up.
“Yeah, she didn’t look impressed that you kicked her out, brother,” Ace says, and I shrug. I am the only fully patched member that has not settled down yet, although not for the lack of trying from the Old Ladies.
I get the whole ‘Wouldn’t you like a nice Old Lady, to cuddle up with at night.’ Or as Jamie always says, ‘A woman who can fuck you into next week and suck you dry in second.’
They won’t let up.
“Oh well, she knew what she was in for.” I add and light up a smoke, letting the nicotine soak into my lungs and I sigh. I look around the table and see the boys shake their heads at me. “Not looking for an Old Lady, brothers. Don’t force it.”
The words seem wrong on my tongue for the first time ever.
What the hell is happening to me?
“Not forcing shit, but the way that you look at my sister-in-law speaks volumes, Maze,” Ace pipes in. Shrugging again I look at Suede.
“What are we here for again?” I grouch. Removing the topic of Zarah again.
“You know we are doing the hospital drive again this year, but we are going one step further. We are not only bringing toys to the kids there, but we are getting gift for parents and the nursing staff who have to work on Christmas Day.”
A knock comes on the door and Lola pokes her head in and I see Suede’s smile blow the fuck up, this man absolutely loves his Old Lady with every ounce of his being. I cannot help but feel the pang of want in my chest.
“Everyone is here, honey.” With that she leaves.
“Right we will get back into everything later tonight. Let’s go and sort this shit out,” Suede adds and with that we all get to our feet and follow her out to the main room of the club house, were the parties are held.
The chatter can be heard down the hallway, so can the laughter and screams coming from the kids running around. I see Grace sitting at a table with Blair and Cora, making some girly shit with beads. Mad and Mayhem, aka Maddox and Micha, Batch’s twins are kicking a ball with Bowen, Court’s boy.
Click is sitting at another table with a few of the Old Ladies with her second daughter Casey breastfeeding her, while Sabrina is holding her and Court’s second son, Ky who is sleeping through the madness.
Dyson and me, are the only brothers not to have any kids and I like it that way; I think.
Something settles in my gut seeing everyone with their Old Ladies and here I am still fucking random chicks that I barely remember.
Shaking my head, I walk over to the bar and take a stool next to Levi who is clicking away on his laptop.
“Brother, you need a fucking break,”
He chuckles before he answers. “Can’t. I need to get this system set up for the new company that hired me.
It is mega money, something that will set us up for a long time, Maze.
Thank fuck that Matt is there to help Mae with the kids because bloody hell, this is taking up most of my time, but it will be done soon.
Then I will relax and chill, I promise.”
“Baby, you need a break now.” EC says coming over to us and he leans in and kisses Override. I smile because I like seeing my brothers happy, even if they fell in love with a man and a woman.
“Fine.” Override concedes, turning the laptop off and sliding an arm around EC waist pulling him between his legs.
We chat for a few minutes but then the main door swings open and like a storm that is Zarah Dawkins, comes barrelling through.
“I’m here. I am here. Sorry, I am late. My date overrun.” Date?
“I didn’t know that Z was dating anyone.” I state still looking at her but directing my question to EC and Override.
“It was one date, Maze. Chill the fuck out. Click said she met him at the café, he kept coming in, in the end he asked, and she said yes. It is not like she is seeing anyone.” He directs the last part to me, with a wink. Prick.
“Yeah. Right.” I cover up any interest I have and step away and over to where Dyson is sitting with his and Jamie’s two new dogs. Two huge arse Bullmastiffs. They named them, Deuce and Ozzy.
A cup of coffee I placed in front of my face and I look up to see Ana, Ace’s Old Lady and Zarah’s sister. She offers me a sweet smile and I return it with a wink before she steps away and sits next to Ace and Z.
I stare at her over the rim of my coffee mug, and I like what I see. Fuck, who am I kidding, I always like what I see when I look at her.
She is wearing dark blue jeans, with thigh high suede boots, and a long black sleeve top with a deep v.
Her long brown hair is down and framing her face.
Her make up is a little darker than she usually wears but it suits her, fuck everything suits her.
Damn it, Ace is right, I am always staring and eye-fucking his sister-in-law.
I down the coffee and look at Pres when she commands the attention of the room.
“As you all know we do a Christmas drive for the hospital collecting toys and what-not for all those kids that have to spend their Christmas in hospital. So, this year as you know we are doing it again but adding gifts for parents and staff. Ana and Z have happily offered to make buffet to be delivered on Christmas morning, so they don’t have to worry about food for the day. ”
“Sounds amazing. They will be so grateful for that,” Gen pipes in from her seat.
Pres nods and continues. “Batch suggested a little some extra also, one of you lucky fellas get to dress up as Santa this year and hand out the presents to the kids.”
Wait what? Did I just hear him right? One unlucky sod has to dress up as Santa. Oh, fuck that.
“Who?” Jamie asks. “I mean, Dyson can do it, I can see him looking sexy in a Santa suit.” She winks at Dyson and he smirks back. They are fucking weird.
“No one can look sexy in a Santa suit, Jamie.” Z tells her with a smile on her face. Her gaze flicks over to me with said smile in place and it widen a fraction and fuck me if it doesn’t kick me in the nuts.
“Oh, my Old Man can pull it off. Can’t you babe.”
“I can make anything sexy, baby, you know that.”
“Okay,” Z draws out the word and my gaze land on her lips, as they say the word, forming a perfect ‘o’ with ruby red lips making my dick twitch in my jeans. Jesus what is this woman doing to me and why now?