Chapter Thirty-Seven
Damon
As I look down at the blackmail they have on Tatum and Gio, my eyes widen as I slide the photographs away. “All of this and you also somehow got the cops on our side? How did you manage that one?”
“They don’t want the Lost Lions MC around here, causing trouble. They barely like having us around here, you know that. Better the known devil, right? They said they will arrest them the second they ever return. If they are stupid enough to do so,” Romeo replies.
“Arrest them on what grounds?” I ask, looking around the table. Romeo called a meeting this morning, and for once included the women, too, so we’re all here to debrief everything that has happened with the Lost Lions MC and how we are going to protect ourselves going forward.
“Drug possession.” Romeo grins.
And I’m guessing that will happen whether or not they actually have drugs on them. I know a few cops from our local police department wouldn’t be above planting some to get what they want.
“They have left, we had a confirmed sighting of them a few towns over,” River adds. “They took Tatum to a hospital there.”
I don’t know what River did to him exactly, but I can guess, and it isn’t pretty.
“I’ll be escorting my mom home today and checking if they trashed her house or if they went there looking for her,” he adds, looking over at me. “I know Corey has had a hard time with her here, and it will be better when she’s gone.”
I nod, agreeing with him. “I think that’s for the best.”
“She was awful,” Julianna adds.
“I’m sorry,” River says as he turns to Corey. “I should have protected you from her all these years. I didn’t realize...”
“It’s not on you,” she replies. “It’s her.”
“River, take a couple of men with you just in case,” Romeo orders. “Lockdown is over, but just be careful, because we don’t know if they left any other surprises for us other than Leif taking us down.” He turns to him. “Thank you for not torching our home.”
Leif’s lip twitches. “Anytime, guys.”
I take Corey out for lunch afterward, and we enjoy being out and about, and alone.
“You glad your mom is gone?” I ask, already knowing the answer.
She dips her fry into aioli sauce and nods. “Yeah, it’s sad but I am. She did come and say bye and gave me a small hug, so maybe she felt bad after what you said to her. I don’t think she’s been called out on it like that before, so hopefully she thinks about it and realizes that what she does is wrong. I doubt it, but a woman can hope.”
“I guess you can’t change some people and the way they see things, even if it’s all misconstrued,” I say, watching as she takes a bite of her steak.
“This is so good, thank you for taking me out, it’s exactly what I need.”
“Me, too,” I admit, enjoying my beer. “This week has been extremely stressful, and we still have to watch our back in case these assholes decide to be bold.”
“I wonder what River will find when he goes to Mom’s house. If they did try to go there to get her, Rosalind was right, and we probably should say thank you to her,” Corey points out, wincing at the thought. “I mean, I know she kidnapped me and all, but maybe if we show some appreciation, she can let go of her villain era and turn her life around.”
“I think her issues are more than just a villain era.”
“True. She did have the shred of decency to tell us, although she could have had ulterior motives for that. Maybe they did something to piss her off, so she wanted to get back at them, who knows.”
We finish our lunch, and then I put her on the back of my bike and take her for a long ride, until we reach this beautiful two-story property by the lake.
She looks up at the house as she gets off the bike. “Are we going to the beach? Why did you park here? Wow, this house is insane.”
I hide my smile. “Do you like it? I wanted you to have a look at it before I bought it.”
She turns to me, confused. “What?”
“Yeah, I thought it might be nice for us to have our own place so we can get some privacy.” I lower my lips to her ear. “A place where you can scream as loud as you want.”
Her eyes widen, and she turns to look at the house again. “You want to buy us a sex pad?”
“I want to buy us a property, so one day we can move in here together. We can’t live at the clubhouse forever. Look at all the original members—they all have their own homes now to raise their families,” I say, looking up at the balcony I wouldn’t mind fucking her on. “And if that family is just me, you, and a few dogs, I’m okay with that, too.”
“Really?” she asks, her brow furrowing. “You’d really be okay if we didn’t have any children together? I mean, you might be having one without me, of course.”
“I’m happy with whatever makes you happy, and if you don’t want children, I will accept that. We can live our best selfish lives forever,” I say, and she laughs.
“Down the line, maybe I will feel a different way,” she says, surprising me. “I never wanted kids, but with you, I don’t know. I’m not shutting it down completely.”
“Okay, well, we will leave it open, with both of us willing to see how it goes,” I say, opening the gate door for her. “And let’s have a look inside and see what you think. If you like it, it’s yours. If not, we can find something else.”
We have a look around. The interior is very modern, spacious, and extremely stylish. I love it, and I hope she does, too. She looks up at the high ceilings, the chandelier, and runs her fingers along the black marble countertop in the kitchen. “Damon, this is beautiful.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It’s perfect,” she says, walking out onto the balcony. “And look at this view, Damon. Wow. I can’t believe this is going to be our home!” She turns around with a big smile and jumps into my arms, wrapping her legs around me. “I love it. And I have a lot of money in my bank if you want me to pay for anything, or put in half—”
I stop her right there. “Do I look like a fifty-fifty kind of man? I’m paying for it all, it’s yours. I love you, and you deserve it. We deserve it. And I’m going to give you everything you could ever want. And don’t ever offer to pay for anything again.”
I’m her man—it’s my job to provide and look after her. And I will.
I lean her up against the glass sliding door and look into her eyes. “I love you.”
“I love you,” she replies, her breath hitching.
And then the next second our lips are on each other, and our clothes are coming off, and I’m fucking her against the sliding door, out in the open where anyone on the road could see.
“Yes, Damon,” she moans, kissing my neck and grinding against me. She feels so fucking good, and she’s so wet. Suddenly I stop when I realize just why she feels so damn good.
“I’m not wearing a condom,” I gasp, and she keeps moving against me.
“I don’t care. I’m on the pill—don’t stop,” she says, so I keep fucking her until she comes all over my cock.
And then I bend her over the balcony and fuck her until I do the same, coming in her sweet pussy without protection for the first time.
And fuck, it feels so good.
I wrap my arms around her, breathing heavily, my cock still inside of her.
“Fucking me with a view of the lake, what a way to end a date,” she says, and we both start laughing.
And then a car beeps at us, so we get the fuck out of there.