Chapter 13 Cobalt
THIRTEEN
COBALT
I’m suddenly wide awake, not sure why but between my internal soldier and living the biker life something alerted me.
I hear the soft whispers of breath next to me, telling me Julie is still in bed with me.
This woman wore me out, damn. Fuck, never, and I mean never, have I had a woman who not only kept up with me and my hunger, but can give as good as she gets.
She’s perfect in every way, including her bratty mouth.
She’s actually cute as a button and with that fine ass mouth of hers, damn, just the thought of all of her has my cock lengthening and my balls tingling. Want that mouth on me again and soon.
Not wanting to move or get out of bed, I move my body to shift so I can spoon her, and she pushes her fine ass right into my cock, which starts to wake the snake.
I’m feeling muscles I’ve not used in quite a while, and I’m sure she’s feeling the same.
Laying my head down I can smell her shampoo, which is the scent of flowers and something else fresh smelling.
Just as I go to close my eyes, all hell breaks loose.
Something explodes outside then immediately after another blast sounds off.
I can hear screaming and swearing and I immediately fly off the bed, reaching down for my jeans.
Turning, I see Julie holding the blanket to her chest, her purple hair all over, looking confused as hell.
Fuck me keep her safe are the only words that come to my mind first, then all other thoughts start filling in trying to cover all bases.
“Come on, Darlin’, need ya to get dressed.
We got shit goin’ on out there. Yeah, get dressed, then I’ll show you where you’ll be until I come and get ya.
You’ll be safe and, no, now isn’t the time for your cute lip, Julie.
I gotta figure out what the fuck is going on.
I’m responsible for all of the folks here in the clubhouse, so come on, Darlin’, move that fine as fuck ass. ”
Just as I finish there’s a pound on my door once, twice, and after the third the door flings open with Incubus standing in a pair of jeans, his boots open, and armed to the T.
His eyes take in my room and he immediately goes to the closet, pushing open the doors.
I hear him movin’ shit as I reach over to help Julie get dressed.
I pray to Christ she doesn’t give me any shit for where we are about to put her, but I gotta keep her safe.
Especially after last night ’cause Julie might not realize it yet, but I’ve claimed her and with that comes my need to keep all danger away from her.
Once my enemies know I have a weakness, that being Julie, they will try to use her against me.
That thought alone sends chills down my spine because we all know, in this club, having someone in your life is a weakness enemies can use against ya.
Shaking my head to try and clear it, I look down to see Julie is dressed, just slipping her feet into her shoes.
Grabbing her hand, I pull until we are in the closet and Incubus is coming up the stairs that are built into the side of one of the dressers.
When looking at it, you’d never know, if you find the latch, the side opens to stairs that take you down below to a safe place.
Feeling Julie tensing up, I start praying she doesn’t have any claustrophobia hangups ’cause we don’t have time for that kind of bullshit.
Can’t hold her hand until she feels like she can go down.
No goddamn time from what I’m hearing though, thank God, sounds like the brothers are returning fire.
“All right, Darlin’, this is how it’s goin’ play out.
You’re staying down there and are gonna wait to either hear my voice or Incubus’s.
No one else’s you, understand me? There’s food, water, and internet, though maybe stay clear of that for the time being.
Television and movies too. Try to relax, I’ll be back as soon as I can. ”
Leaning down, I kiss her hard with a touch of tongue. I hear Incubus behind me and flip him off. When I lift my head, Julie’s mouth follows mine. Yea, that’s right, baby, we’re in this together.
“Liam, can you keep an eye on Jimmy, I mean Stash. He’s a nerd not a fighter. And promise me you’ll be careful Blue Eyes. After last night your mine Cobalt.”
“No worries, we won’t let anything happen to him. If possible, we’ll bring him here so you two can wait this shit out together. And darlin’ I feel the same way about your fine ass.”
As I go in for a quick kiss there’s an explosion that rocks the building.
Slowly Julie makes her way down and when she looks up, looking scared as fuckin’ shit, she gives me a thumbs-up, which brings a tiny smile to my face.
It’s a real, genuine grin, which has her eyes go big.
Not wantin’ to but knowing I have to, we push the door closed then place the hamper next to it.
Turning to Incubus, I see shock along with a confused look on his face.
“What’s wrong, brother? Any idea who’s blowing up our clubhouse?”
He shakes his head but doesn’t say a fuckin’ word. Damn, what the hell is wrong with him, so I ask.
“Incubus, what’s going on in that crazy-as-fuck head of yours? We need to move out and try to get a handle on this.”
“You told her your real name? What the fuck Cobalt? Thought we all agreed that we’d keep as much of ourselves safe as possible. Remember the government still owns part of our asses.”
Now is not the time or place for this conversation but he’s not only my closest friend, he’s also my brother in this club. I reach over, placing my hands on his upper arms.
“Brother, bad timing, but yeah, I told her that and a whole hell of lot more. She’s my ol’ lady, which means she better get the respect she deserves.
Believe me, didn’t expect this to ever happen and especially with a purple-haired bratty woman.
But and I mean it, Bus, she’s the one. Now, can we get on with shit or are we gonna hug and sing ‘Kumbaya’? ”
His head jerks forward, as he stares hard at his feet before I physically see him pulling it together. Not sure if he’s shocked, pissed, or both. So when he pushes away from me and one hand grabs mine and squeezes, I take a breath in and brace.
“I’m happy for ya, brother. Girlie is one of the few good ones I’ve been around lately, or really ever.
I’ll protect her with my life, I swear it.
Now, shit, from what the brothers have shouted out looks to be Salvatore coming back to get his piece of flesh.
Whatcha say, wanna go kick some Italian ass? ”
Just as we start walking toward the door my phone rings. Looking down I pull on Incubus, giving him the one minute with my hand as I answer the call.
“What the ever-lovin’ fuck, Tony? Please don’t tell me you sent that motherfucker here to not only mess with me and the boys but to tear our motherfuckin’ clubhouse apart?”
“No, listen, Cobalt, hold the hell down. Wanted to give ya a heads-up. We are coming down the road hot right now, and Salvatore doesn’t know one of his guys clued us in.
I want that jagoff alive. He has a lot to answer for.
Don’t know his entire plan because he keeps shit close to the vest. His guy gave us everything he knows.
Should be there within a minute or two. See ya. ”
Incubus looks at me confused, which is how I feel too. These asshole mob bastards gotta get their shit together or leave us the hell out of all their antics.
“Well, let’s go watch and see what’s gonna happen when two sides of the same Mob crash together. Should be good for some laughs, ya think, brother? Think it calls for popcorn? Or maybe some Jack Daniels. Who you want to put some cash on to end up on top? I think this time I’ll pick Tony.”
Incubus just smirks while nodding, and we make our way down the hallway to our party room to see how much goddamn damage was done to the clubhouse and if any of the brothers were injured. If anyone is I’ll take a piece of flesh outta both Salvatore’s and Tony’s olive asses.
* * *
The smell of burnt flesh is startin’ to get to me.
Most of the brothers and prospects, except Rocket, are squeezed into the crematory like roaches in a bug motel.
Three of Salvatore’s goons are already dead and body pieces are starting to pile up on the floor.
A few times now a brother or two would leave and come back ’cause we ain’t done this kind of dirty work in a very long time.
I noticed that even Incubus has a sheen on his face, and I’m not sure if it’s from the constant heat or the insane fuckin’ shit Tony and his men are doing.
And watching’ it with a front seat view is Salvatore, who’s tied naked to a chair.
I don’t even recognize him any longer; they’ve beat him to shit.
He’s pissed and shit himself, which had Tony laughing like a crazy fuckin’ hyena.
His nails are all sitting on the floor around the chair and he’s missing a couple of toes.
I’m actually surprised Salvatore is still breathing.
There is some kind of a dynamic we are not privy to at the moment I’m sensing.
I see Incubus making his way to one of Tony’s guys and immediately their heads are together, a serious conversation is being had. Hum, wonder what the fuck’s that all about? That’s my thought right before Psycho makes his way to my side.
“Hey, Prez, what is going on over there with Incubus and that Italian dude? I thought our brother hated all the jagoffs associated with the Mob, Salvatore, and especially Tony. Ya know; because of what happened.”