Chapter 12
We’ve been gone four days on this protection run and have already dropped off the merchandise and are on our way back down south.
Something has come up with the Great Falls, Montana Chapter, so we have to detour there making us add an extra day or so to our trip.
I’ve talked with Raegan every day to check in with her, but it’s not the same as seeing her.
Her roommate from college is in town for a visit and has been keeping her busy from our conversations.
For some reason I hated having to going on this run.
Usually, I don’t mind the difference in scenery, but this one was hard to go on.
Ever since Raegan has come into my life, I feel as though something in me is changing.
It has nothing to do with the club or my brothers, and I can’t quite put my finger on it yet.
It’s like the moment we sped out from the Sweetwater city limits, I was itching to turn around and get back there.
I see the clubhouse up ahead and motion to my brothers.
We slow as we watch their prospects open the gates to let us in.
I haven’t been here in over a year and can’t wait to see some familiar faces.
Some of the other men that I’d prospected with came up here to patch when I patched over to Sweetwater five years ago.
Bulldog and I go way back and did some of the craziest shit before we got voted in.
He’s now taken over as the president here.
The name suits him as he’s as mean as a junkyard dog when he gets into a fight or if you piss him off.
He’s a damn good man though, always does what’s right for the sake of the club.
We were inseparable until I got the call about Dad.
I always thought he’d make a great VP for me, but he’s a better president here for these brothers.
As we get off our bikes, we’re greeted by the club. Bulldog rounds me with a hard pat on the back against my aching muscles. He’s as sturdy as a brick house, built of solid muscle that could crush a man.
“Stone, how’s it going, brother?” Bulldog asks as we walk into his clubhouse.
The place is jumping and looks just like it did last time I was here. Club whores are everywhere and are pouncing on my guys as they walk through the doors. Bulldog and I walk over to the bar and take a seat.
“So, what did you need from us?” I ask getting to the reason.
“We got a problem with a new group trying to push drugs from our northern border and setting up shop right outside of town.”
“Really? Someone we know?”
“Nah. Bunch of young wannabes who watch too much TV. The problem is, they’ve got the numbers and weapons to out maneuver us. I was going to call in some Nomads, but I hear they’re watching your club until you get back.”
“Yeah, we’ve run into some problems with the Vipers. Didn’t feel right to leave the place unguarded.”
A prospect comes over and replaces our beers just as two ladies walk over to us. I recognize one of them; I used to have her service me on the regular when I was here.
“Hey, Stone. You need something to help relieve that long ride?” Peaches asks. She keeps her hands to herself and waits for permission to touch me.
Bulldog is already wrapped around the other woman with his hand up her skirt.
“Nah, Darlin’, I’m good.”
Bulldog halts his movements on the girl and has a disbelieving expression across his face as I decline her offer. Never once did I turn down pussy when I lived here. Every night I’d have a Sweetbutt servicing me, it didn’t matter who she was.
“You sure, honey?” Peaches offers again and steps closer to me.
“What’s up, Stone? Got an Ol’ Lady or something!” he jokes but then sees the look on my face. “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Never would’ve imagined that mighty Stone be saddled down by a single woman. She must be a special piece of ass if you’re throwing away pussy that’s offered.”
Bulldog and I go way back and have done things that would give a normal man nightmares.
We’ve stolen, set fires, killed, and even hidden bodies together.
We might not share the same blood, but we’re brothers in every sense of the word.
When I hear him talk about Raegan like that, it makes me forget the history we share and want to end him.
Staying silent is the best solution at this moment, I need to try to calm the buzzing I feel when someone speaks about my wildcat like that.
He must sense the air in the room changing because he sends the whores away. “What’s up with you, brother?” Bulldog asks taking a long pull from his bottle of beer not knowing that he’s close to stepping on a landmine.
“She’s different, man.” I narrow my eyes at him, and I can hear how the room has quieted down a bit watching us. I know how loyal my men are to me and how at the drop of a hat they’d killer a fucker without hesitating.
“Hot damn! Christ almighty, Stone, you claimed her yet?” He bangs the bar top then swings out hitting my upper arm in congratulations.
“Not in front of the club yet, but she knows she’s mine.”
I can’t even begin to describe how Raegan is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. How she can smoke any club whore in the looks department. Or any other department for that matter. She’s smart and isn’t intimidated by the club and what we do.
Bulldog peers out over the clubhouse in silence. I can see his wheels turning in his head.
“It would be nice to have someone waiting to come home to, huh.” I can see something in his eyes as he pauses, lost in his thoughts before focusing back on me. “I’m happy for you, brother.” He slaps my back. “She got a sister or friend?” he jokes before chugging the last of his new bottle of beer.
“She’s got a roommate from college, but no siblings.”
“What’s her name?” he asks, and I give him a questioning gaze. Bulldog throws his hands up in surrender. “Just want to know, man. You know hearts are breaking all across the West Coast now that you’re off the market. Unless you have that don’t ask while I’m on a run type of relationship.”
I feel my fist clench. The thought of my woman with someone else while I’m out of town makes me want to trash this place.
“The answer is no,” I clip.
My father set the best example for me and my brothers with our mother when she was alive.
Never did he have some whore on the side.
He felt that if you made a commitment to anyone or anything you stuck by it.
Didn’t matter if it was in business or family life.
Your word meant something to people and if you couldn’t uphold it then no one would take you serious in this life.
“Wow, the hound has been put to pasture,” he ribs me some more.
We hear a crash and glance to the source. Twitch is losing at pool against Havoc and is throwing his usual tantrums. Brass walks over with a few whores and the game quickly changes to a humping party.
Feeling an elbow hit mine, I gaze back over at Bulldog.
“I’m glad for you, Stone, seriously. I wish the right one would come along for me. Don’t get me wrong I love the ladies, but settling down with a special someone would be nice.” I can hear the sincerity in his voice along with some sadness as well.
Right before Bulldog and I finished our time as prospects, he’d met a lovely girl that he was crazy about.
She wasn’t from our world but was head over heels for him.
At our patch party he made the mistake of getting trashed and slept with a club whore.
Thinking that she’d forgive him, he told her right away.
Needless to say, it was a deal breaker and ended things.
Bulldog being Bulldog wouldn’t hear of it and kept running into her in public on purpose.
She finally left here to get away from him, and he’s never tried to settle down again.
“You’ll find someone soon, Bulldog. Have faith that some girl out there will love that ugly mug of yours.”
“What’s not to love?” He poses as Peaches comes back over to him.
They start getting indecent so I take that as my cue to head out.
I walk out the doors and sit out on the picnic table.
When I take my phone out, I see Raegan finally responded from the last text I sent.
There’s a photo of her face looking miserable.
Under the pic is a message that has me laughing out loud.
WILDCAT
This is my sad face since you have to stay away longer.
Typing quickly, I reply.
ME
I’ll make it up 2 u as soon as I get home.
I feel giddy and roll my eyes. Christ, this woman has me by the balls and I can’t help but love every minute of it. I tap the call button and she picks up after the second ring.
“Hellllooo, lover,” she purrs seductively. My balls tighten immediately and my jeans feel uncomfortable sitting here.
I clear my throat before saying, “Hey, babe.” Off in the background I hear a mix of male and female voices with the sound of water splashing. “What’s all that noise?” I try to sound nonchalant but am curious as to where and what she’s doing.
“Oh, Ivy, Sutton, and I are with some friends swimming and working on our tans.”
“Is that right?” The thought of her in a tiny bikini that barely covers her body has my body buzzing until I’m brought out of my naughty thoughts from a dude’s voice.
“Come on, Raegan, I need you,” I hear a man’s voice whine to her.
What the fuck!
“Raegan, who the fuck is that?” I growl out.
I hear her giggle. “Easy killer, it’s just Ian,” she says thinking that it will somehow make it better, but spoiler makes it worse.
“He better—” I start to say but Raegan keeps going.