12. Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve
A dley walked out into the main part of Justice’s house. Her sister had banged on her door twenty minutes ago to get up and get dressed. Adley had showered last night, so she quickly got ready.
“Okay, let’s go,” Macy said, pointing toward the door.
“What are you? A greeter somewhere, pointing toward the door, and why are you so chipper this early in the morning?” Adley grumbled, following her sister and mom out the door.
“One, it’s not that early. It’s eight a.m. and I’m hungry. Justice left a note that he and Ian were at the clubhouse and to join them when we wanted breakfast,” Macy said, sticking her tongue out at Adley.
“Real mature. I need coffee, and then I can wake up fully and function,” Adley said. She appreciated her mom staying out of it and just being quiet. Why couldn’t Macy be quiet? Instead, she was all sunshine and smiles this morning. Ugh.
Macy held the door to the clubhouse open.
Adley hadn’t been back here before. To the right appeared to be the kitchen, and to the left, there was a small hallway where music was coming from.
Ruth and Charlie were standing there, and Charlie was filming whatever was inside the room.
Ruth motioned them down the hall. Adley walked over and turned toward where they were staring .
Oh my! Adley was pretty positive she must be dreaming because nothing had prepared her for the sight of four hot, tattooed bikers in shorts and tennis shoes working out. Justice had on his hat as always. Tack was right beside him, along with a couple other bikers whose names Adley didn’t remember.
They must have been working out for a while because there was sweat dripping off Justice’s chest. The music rolled into the next song, Boot Scootin’ Boogie, and all the men dropped to the floor in a plank position.
“It’s like those videos you watch, Adley,” Macy said.
“Screw you. You watch them too,” Adley replied.
Ruth chuckled. “I’m just glad I’m only related to two of them. I wiped poop from their butts, but the other two, Stinger and Sledge, are fair game for me to use in my fantasies.”
Adley tried to hide how much seeing Justice do those moves affected her. The tremble that ran through her when she imagined herself lying underneath Justice couldn’t be stopped.
Macy’s finger swiped her mouth. “I got that drool that was rolling down your face,” Macy whispered.
Adley decided to pay Macy back instead of just telling her off. She grasped the back of Macy’s head so she couldn’t get away, pulled Macy close to her chest, and covered her eyes.
“Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it,” Adley said softly.
“Mom, make her let me see,” Macy whined .
Judith huffed and then stared at Adley until Adley gave in. Adley wished she’d been taping the workout session too. Seeing Justice’s arms strain as he did the moves of push-ups, then launch himself up in the air and clap in between, and don’t get her started on the hip action the men were doing.
When the music switched to Pony , Adley wondered if the guys had planned to give them their own Magic Mike type of show.
Adley had never been one to watch, but she could see the attraction.
Watching Justice had her forgetting all about her concerns about the Saint’s Outlaws and wondering how fast she could convince him to take care of the ache building in her.
Adley wasn’t sure how long they all stood there because suddenly the music stopped, and Justice was walking toward her with a grin.
His chest glistened with sweat, and he’d turned his ball cap backwards.
He paused in front of her. “Like what you see?” he asked.
Adley couldn’t form the words because Justice standing this close to her, sweaty and smelling like he’d just satisfied her, had her stunned. She nodded. His eyes blazed with heat. For the life of her, she couldn’t remember why she was keeping him at arm’s length.
“Let me shower, and I’ll meet you in there for breakfast,” he said, touching her lips lightly with his finger before striding across the room.
She watched the flex of his buttocks through the thin nylon shorts he wore.
When he closed the door behind him, she turned.
Ruthy, Charlie, her mom, and Macy were standing there with Cheshire grins on their faces .
“Shut it. You can’t tease me until I’ve had my first cup of coffee,” Adley said, ignoring their laughter at her words.
Did it make her weird that she wanted to offer to lick all the sweat off Justice’s chest and trace his tattoos? Surely not.
Macy’s arm slid around her shoulders. “Here, let me guide you. I know you’re probably Justice-drunk now and wishing you could ditch us all and offer to wash his back… his front… and everything else.”
Adley chuckled, following the ladies into the kitchen to grab coffee. Her mom’s muffins were on the counters, ready to be devoured, along with donuts, fresh fruit, and a breakfast casserole.
Adley filled her plate along with the others and then followed Ruthy and Charlie to the main room to sit at the tables .
Charlie chuckled after she sent the video. “Ariel is going to thank me. The woman not only brought my grandson into the world, but she also dealt with brokering a peace deal with Pit and the night nurse,” Charlie said, chuckling.
“You didn’t tell me there were issues,” Ruthy said.
“Well, I guess the nurse came in at midnight and woke Pit to tell him to get out of the bed. Pit went ballistic because they’re in a birthing suite, which is made for them to all be together. Her bed is a king. He told her to get the hell out of the suite and to send a nicer nurse.”
Ruthy laughed. “Oh, Pit is scary when he needs to be, and when the man is low on sleep, watch out.”
“Right? So, Ariel nicely tells the nurse that they asked for a birthing suite so they’d all be comfortable and that the suite is made for the father to be able to sleep in the same bed,” Charlie paused, then shook her head.
“I can see you all thinking that, oh, Ariel sounds like she was handling it well.
But Ariel grew up in an MC with strong women and works for Franks and Daughters Bail Bonds.
“The nurse made her mistake by calling Ariel a low-life skanky biker whore. Pit doesn’t take to his wife and the mother of his child being treated that way.
He grabs the woman by the arm, drags her to the doorway, shoves her out, and tells her she better not come back in the room if she knows what’s good for her,” Charlie said.
“What a bitch. She needs to be fired,” Macy said, fuming.
“I agree, but that’s not the end of the story.
The nurse goes to the security guard and makes up a story that Pit is hurting the baby.
Two security guards come in just when they’d fallen back asleep.
When Ariel sees that this is going south and she’s not sure she can keep everything civil, she sends a Code Ross to her whole family, who is staying in the RV in the parking lot and the hotel across the street from the hospital.
Code Ross is the bail bonds’ code for Everything’s not okay, help needed, ” Charlie says, chuckling.
Charlie breathes deep, then continues. “Baron, War, Roam, Brew, and Remi show up in the room ready to take on whatever is needed. The security guards start to get upset, but Ariel asks them why they are in the room. Remi records what is said and gets the nurse on video stating what she told the security guards. Ariel tells them that the nurse and her husband disagreed with her husband sleeping in the bed provided for him and that they’d asked her not to come back.
Ariel gave them the option of leaving her husband alone, or she was calling all the news organizations and giving interviews on how atrociously she and her family were treated after she’d just given birth five hours before.
The nurse withdrew her statement and the security guards apologized.
I’m sure the nurse thinks it’s over, but I can guarantee Remi and Ariel will have some way to take care of this.
But that’s why I think Ariel deserves an eye candy video. ”
Adley ate her food, wondering what the woman’s problem had been. It seemed strange she’d target Pit. Adley wondered if anyone else had problems with her.
Justice pulled out a chair and sat down beside her. He smelled fresh and clean from the shower. At least listening to the story about Ariel and Pit had calmed her hormones down, and thank goodness, Justice now had his shirt on. He still had put his ball cap on backwards. His eyes glanced over her.
“Did you get enough to eat?” Justice asked.
Adley nodded, “Yes. Do you have a whiteboard around here?”
“Hmm, no. Why?” Justice asked, buttering his muffin.
“I work better visually and wanted to get all the information in one place,” she said.
“Would butcher paper work? Pit orders big rolls for the restaurant. We could tape it to the wall,” Justice offered.
“Yes, that would be perfect,” Adley said.
“FNG, drive to the restaurant and bring back a roll of butcher paper,” Justice yelled .
“Right away,” he said, grabbing keys and running out the door.
“Can I tell you I love prospects? How can we get some?” Judith asked.
Adley chuckled along with everyone else. She had to admit, they were very helpful.