Chapter 10
Axel
Over the past week, you could say things have been somewhat interesting. After Faith’s meltdown that nearly gutted me knowing it was my fuckin’ fault yet again for hurting her the way I did. I held her to me as she sobbed into my chest clutching me to her.
I could feel the pain radiating off my woman and I knew even more than I did when I first saw her again, I needed to fix what I broke. Heal the wound I’d inflicted on the two of us.
Once I had her calmed down I set about doing so by making love to her, not in the way I did four years ago but in a different one, where I showed her a tenderness I’ve never done before.
Lavishing her body in a way only a man could do as I savored every inch of her until well past dawn.
When she finally settled into sleep, I knew there was no reason for me to go back to sleep when Alec would soon be up. I needed to be awake for him.
He and I ended up spending the morning, after a breakfast of beignets, I’d texted Steel and had him pick up and bring to my place, the two of us stretched out on the couch to binge watch what I found was his favorite TV show with some fuckin’ kids wearing costumes at night called PJ Masks on Disney Junior.
Swear by the time Faith got up I was ready to shoot myself if I had to listen to the theme song one more time that morning.
But I’d have done it for Alec considering the entire time he’d been curled up in the crook of my arm.
We spent the entire day just the three of us. This happened thanks to Fuse keeping Lyrica at bay somehow. Don’t know and don’t give a fuck how either. That evening though, Faith had questioned me on why all of her clothes were still where she’d left them.
“I wasn’t about to remove them. They were yours same as this house. I refused to get rid of the only connection I had left to you,” I shrugged and pulled her into me, wrapping my arms around her waist as I sat on the edge of the bed, leaving her speechless at my admission.
Earlier in the day Faith changed into one of my T-shirts and a pair of panties.
According to her, she was going to have to go through everything because she wasn’t the same size.
I would have to agree with her. There she was a lot fuckin’ smaller.
You would think once a woman had a child, this was an impossible task.
Nope, not her.
I found this out when questioning her that she had a hard time eating anything.
When I asked why her response was to look at the floor and worry her bottom lip with her teeth.
Pressing her she finally explained her reason and fuck me it gutted me even more.
She couldn’t eat from the stress of making sure Alec had everything he needed or wanted.
Our son always came first for her and this made me feel like a complete shit.
I made a promise to myself right then and there, no fuckin’ more. She would never have to fuckin’ worry about another damn thing for the rest of her life.
I’ve lived tight these past four years not spending a dime unless needed.
This means, I have plenty built up to keep Faith from having to do anything but take care of Alec if that’s what she wanted to do.
If she wanted a part time job or even full time, I didn’t care but that would be her money to spend on whatever she felt like buying.
It’s not like our house wasn’t paid for, or my bike, only thing I had was the basic normal bills so it wasn’t a hardship for me to make sure my woman and kid were good.
Plus, I hope to knock Faith up sooner rather than later. This time around I’ll be there every step of the way for her through the pregnancy, birth, and everything in between.
During the rest of the week, it became hectic as the ol’ ladies bore down on us the moment I entered the clubhouse with Alec in one arm the other around Faith’s back.
Tiny, Nora, Ela, and Brielle all descended taking Faith into their fold.
Lyrica, when Fuse brought her in, was also pulled after she copped her attitude and tried to get in my face.
This time, thankfully, Faith intervened and explained to her she needed to calm down.
They all hung out while my brothers and I met for church, where I briefed them on what happened.
Fuse already started doing his thing trying to figure out who this guy was.
Nothing had been found yet and he’d need to talk to Faith about what the guy looked like.
Find out more of what she knew about him.
He’d even called Lawson to ask him about this.
Lawson hadn’t been pleased to know we’d taken Faith with us without a word to him.
It wasn’t because he’d lost an employee, but rather we took someone who was like family to him.
When I spoke with him, he made sure to inform me that he would be checking in.
I didn’t like this too much but at the same time I can’t really argue, since Lawson kept Faith protected all this time. Doesn’t mean it doesn’t irritate me.
Since we’d brought her home with us, none of us figured we would have anything to worry about due to the fuckhead not knowing where she went.
He would probably be keeping an eye out for her still up in North Carolina.
We all agreed to keep an eye out but there was no reason to call a lockdown or any shit like that.
Which was fine with me. My woman was back in my arms at night and not working in some strip club.
If this fucker showed up, I’d know about it.
While I worked the rest of the time during the rest of the week, Faith mainly stayed around the house.
Lyrica came over to hang with her while Fuse did his thing.
The club had several business ventures where Fuse dealt with security setup.
We all had our jobs within each one. I took over the books after the fuckin’ twat fucked them all up.
Every night I went home to my woman and son, normally I’d go to the clubhouse and chill but right now I needed time with just my family. We needed this time together, the three of us, no one else. So, when I got home, Fuse was with me to pick Lyrica up and take her back to his place.
I don’t know what’s going on between the two of them, but my brother moved her into his spare room for the time being for me. Which I could not be more grateful for.
Now as I sit here watching my girl laughing across the room from me, I can’t help but smile around the beer in my hand.
The club was having its typical Friday night party, Alec was at Ela’s with Marcus and Micah, Ryder’s boys.
The three of them were having a sleepover.
The two older boys took to watching out for Alec bringing him into their fold easily.
Didn’t matter to them he was only three.
With my eyes on Faith, while waiting for Breaker to take his shot, I didn’t see Tar come up to me until she wrapped her arms around my neck.
“Hey, Axel, I’ve missed you this week,” she smiled.
Lifting my hands to grab her wrists I remove her hands from my body and release her with a gentle push backwards. “Back off, Tar. You know better than to touch me,” I bite out. She knows this is because unless I called one of them, I didn’t allow them to do this.
“But, baby, you always take me to your room,” she pouts, stepping into me again.
Fuckin’ hell what’s up with bitches acting like this.
“Tar, I don’t need or want your ass,” I say curling my lip.
“Axel, baby, you know you love . . .”
“I suggest you don’t finish that sentence, bitch,” my eyes dart pass Tar to find my woman standing there, arms crossed over her chest, making her tits look even better in her Saliva T-shirt she decided to wear tonight.
Tar turns and plants her hands on her hips. Faith and Tar knew each other from school, if I’m not mistaken Faith has always hated Tar for some reason.
“Who are you callin’ a bitch?” Tar snaps.
“I’m looking at you, aren’t I?” Faith sneers.
“Faith, come here,” I mutter, wanting my woman in my arms.
Since we’d gotten to the clubhouse for the party, she’d been sitting at the table with the other ol’ ladies keeping them company since they were all pregnant, Tiny being about ready to pop soon, same with Nora.
Because of this Breaker and I decided to shoot some pool with Chains and Ryder doing the same at another pool table.
Faith does as I tell her to but only goes further by wrapping her arms around my neck, lifts up on her toes, and fastens her lips to mine. Fuck me, I groan into her mouth, tasting the beer she’d been drinking while securing her to my front with my arms locked around her waist.
My dick twitches behind my zipper ready to sink into Faith’s tight pussy like I’ve done every night once we put Alec to bed. I spent hours enjoying her body.
Breaking the kiss, she lowers her toes to stand flat footed and turns in my arms to face Tar. “I suggest you carry on and leave Axel alone,” she declares, waving a hand.
“I don’t think so, skank. You think you can waltz back in here like your shit don’t stink and think you can take Axel from me, and all the other girls who have enjoyed his cock, think again,” Tar says like the whore she is.
Faith tilts her head to the side to look up at me. “You want this skanky ass orifice?”
“Baby, I got all I need in my arms,” I state, grinning at her.
We’d had a conversation about this. I explained to her I wasn’t a choir boy.
I’d taken women only because I was fucked in the head thinkin’ I wouldn’t see her again, that I lost her.
She wasn’t happy about this and didn’t like it one bit; however, she understood.
We agreed to let the past be in the past and start fresh without bringing up anything negative about us being a part.
Needless to say, she knew at least one stray tonight would try some shit like this. Faith being who she is was prepared to handle her business as my ol’ lady, wearing the cut I gave to her after she had my ring on her finger.
Turning her attention back to Tar, Faith leaned forward somewhat.
“I suggest you get your skanky ass orifice away from my ol’ man.
I don’t need you contaminating him with your disease-ridden filth.
I didn’t like you before and I sure as hell don’t like you now.
You’re nothing but trash. You were pissed Axel never wanted you when we were in high school and that I was with him from day one of moving here while he never gave you the time of day.
Get the fuck over yourself and find someone else to sink into you.
I’m sure the men here who didn’t go to school with you wouldn’t mind but I’ll inform them as well as remind those who did know just how much you took back then.
Every guy you could get filled each of your holes.
No wonder you’re a stray. Once a whore always a whore. ”
“Oh shit,” Breaker mutters.
Faith doesn’t give Tar a chance to make a comeback but rather turns in my arms and looks up at me. “I’m going to go back to hanging with the girls. Let me know when you’re ready to go home,” she murmurs, lifting up on her toes once again to kiss me.
Grinning, I give her a quick yet wet kiss before releasing her. “Let Breaker and me finish this game.”
“Okay,” she smiles and pulls away. I watch her as she makes her way back to the table where all the other ol’ ladies were laughing their asses off.
Yeah, I gotta admit feels damn good having my woman home where she belongs and this time, I’m keeping my promise about her staying right where she is. I can keep her safe, no matter what’s thrown our way.