CHAPTER 16
*~* Breaker *~*
I’ve left Molly three days to get settled into her job, but I’ll be checking in again to see how things are going. She is still under my protection, whether she likes it or not.
Whack had found cookies on his desk and bragged all morning about Molly giving them to him. We all rolled our eyes at him because you’d not think he was the president of an MC the way he was carrying on.
After being called into the office, I take a seat next to Griller and Saddle.
Both leaning back and resting their heads against the wall, eyes closed and looking relaxed.
If it wouldn’t cause a scuffle in church, I’d kick Griller’s seat from under him because it’s tempting with him balancing on the back two legs of the chair.
“Don’t fuckin’ do it, Breaker, or I’ll have to put you down,” Griller states but has some amusement in his tone.
Before I can respond Whack and Cannon walk into the meeting. We’re using Whack’s office, and the door is closed as Cannon steps inside. I noticed James, the prospect, standing outside the door right before it closes, so that confirms nobody will be listening in from outside the door.
“Okay, I’ve given some thought to this issue with Para.
I think our last discussion about a trap, or ambush, or whatever the hell you want to call it, is probably viable.
I’m going to call church on Saturday evening, and we’ll plan our own ambush to trap them in.
” Whack taps his knuckles on the table and looks around, taking in each of our reactions.
“Pres, I reckon we either take the fight to them, or we wait for some kind of shit to come down on us. I’d rather we be in control of that shit,” I lay it out because someone has to say something and not sit here saying nothing.
“I agree with Breaker. Let’s take the fight to them.” Griller leans forward, and his body language tells us all he’s ready to do whatever is needed.
Cannon looks from one of us to another before nodding his head, to himself more than to us. “I agree. We are officers of the club, so we put the club first. We have to stand firm and show we are not sitting here waiting to be picked off one-by-one.”
“Okay. We’ll make plans at church involving all the brothers.
They are all putting themselves on the line and deserve to be involved in the ambush discussions.
” Whack nods, letting us know he’s finished speaking on this particular topic.
“Change of subject. What are we going to do with the club women?”
Griller laughs, “Well, I don’t use the club women as you all know, but honestly they need put in their places.
They made trouble with Molly who did fuck all to deserve their treatment.
” Chuckling, he continues, “but Molly has some damn good moves. I’ll never stop laughing at her face when she had a handful of hair extensions. It was fuckin’ priceless.”
Pens shakes his head in disgust. “They have gotten too settled, in my opinion. They strut around as if they own the place. I don’t use them either, Griller.
I don’t want to dip my cock where every other brother has been.
Makes my skin crawl thinking about it.” Shuddering, which has us chuckling.
“How about we put Pattie in charge of them? Like top club woman who they have to answer to. She answers only to the club brothers . That way, if they don’t toe the line, then they are gone. ”
“That’s a good idea, Pens. It takes it off our shoulders too.
Pattie has always been the best of the bunch, and we all know she’s here because she was running from her stepfather.
She’s been doing online lessons in web design.
That’s what I heard her telling Molly, Bri and Marcia the other day.
” I look around, and it seems the brothers didn’t know that.
“That’s cool. She could do a website for the garage. We don’t have one, and everyone should I think. What about the barber shop when that is done, and the other businesses?” Bull looks at Whack, and we all see he’s considering it.
“Let’s see if she’s willing. You speak to her, Breaker, and let me know.” Whack continues, “Are we all agreed Pattie will sort the women out and only report shit to a brother when needed?” We all nod while giving him an aye.
I’m about to follow the others out of the office when Whack asks me to hang back. I remain seated and wait until the door has closed before giving Whack my undivided attention.
“Okay, I’m not messing around here, but what are your intentions with Molly? I have been asked as one of the brothers is interested in making a move on her, but only if you are not claiming her.” Whack watches me closely for my reaction.
“Well, I’ve not been interested in having an old lady as you well know, but I’ve got to say that Molly would make a good one. She’s gotten under my skin a little with her sass. Do you know she fucking kicked my shin?” I chuckle as I remember the incident. “Who is interested?”
Whack frowns while making his mind up about whether he should tell me or not.
But he decides and leans forward on his desk.
“Griller is interested. He likes her and would give her a shot if you were not going there. He said he won’t step on your toes if she is more to you than just a rescued partner. ”
Now, for some reason, the thought of someone else going after Molly doesn’t fucking sit right. My hackles are up and my back teeth clench, all without my consciously knowing. Whack chuckles, and my eyes snap to him.
“That, I think answers my question. Stop fuckin’ around, Breaker.
Molly is too good to pass up, and if you slow-time, someone is going to snap her up before you know it.
Griller won’t wait months for you to make up your mind , and you’ve gotta know that I’ve never known him to be interested in anyone the way he would put all out to have Molly. ”
Nodding, I stand. Run the palms of my hands down my thighs, then smirk. Yeah, I’m happy to give me and Molly a try. She’s damn sassy and I know she’ll kick up a fuss, but I can live with that, and enjoy it, too.
Walking into the kitchen, I grab a bottle of water and watch Pattie reading from a sheet of paper as she slices vegetables. “What are you doing, Pattie?”
“I’m following Molly’s instructions for making the stew you all liked. She left some in the freezer, but it won’t last long, so I thought it might be a good idea to make more.” Pattie has an apron on, which looks odd with the crop top and short skirt she has on underneath it.
“Pres wants to know if you’ll build websites for the club's businesses once you get your diploma or whatever it is you get to say you can do that shit?”
“I can do that, but I’m sure Bull could do it, he’s tech-minded.” Pattie continues working, chopping vegetables and throwing them into a large bowl.
“Bull has more than enough to do without doing this. So, can I tell Pres you’ll do it?”
“Yeah, I’ll do it.” Pattie looks up and gives me a small smile.
I nod and turn to walk out of the kitchen.
“Oh, he’ll be paying you something for doing it, too.
I also forgot to tell you that you are the top club woman now, and you get to keep everyone in line.
They’ll be told later when we let them out of the room.
You have trouble with them you tell any of the brothers and they’ll sort the bitches out.
” Walking away, I smirk because Pattie is standing with her mouth hanging open, and this time in shock and not because a brother stuffed something into it.
Before supper, Cannon lets the club women out of the room and hauls them to the kitchen where they are placed in a line and told to shut the fuck up and listen, and listen carefully.
As Cannon seems in control and enjoying what he’s doing, I cross my arms over my chest and rest a shoulder against the fridge waiting and watching.
“From this point forward, Pattie is in charge of you all. I don’t want to hear a single word of complaint or disrespect toward her.
You do what she says, when she says it, and how she says it.
Anyone that doesn’t want to obey Pattie pack your shit and get gone now…
” Cannon pauses long enough for anyone to walk away but when they don’t he continues.
“You are all on probation at this point, and you step out of line I’ll haul your ass out of here myself.
Now, do you understand what’s happening? ”
Everything seems to be calm enough. Pattie handed out chores, and the club women all went off to do as told. Kept their mouths tightly closed, which amused all of us.
Supper was decent, and everyone thanked Pattie, which made her blush much to our amusement. It’s rare to see a club woman blush. She did a good job. The stew she made had a good flavor to it, but the biscuits needed something extra as they were not light and fluffy like Molly’s are.
I quickly dart up to my room, freshen up, and grab my hog keys. I’m going to surprise someone. Not sure she’ll like the surprise, but hey, she’ll get used to me being around given time.
Parking outside Molly’s house, I place my helmet under my arm as I walk to the front door. Taking out the key Jamie gave me I walk inside, leaving my helmet on the table next to the front door.
I hear humming to soft music and walk into the kitchen, take a seat quietly and watch Molly sway to the music as she’s cooking at the stove.
Waiting patiently for her to notice I’m here, I notice how stunning she is, beautiful in fact.
She’s had her hair trimmed, and it’s just past her shoulders but has waves throughout.
There is a natural shine to it, which shows how healthy it is.
Her figure is what you would typically call athletic, but she’s not muscular.
She’s fit and healthy, which shows in the lack of fat on her body, but she has a healthy glow to her skin.
I’ve not studied her before but yeah, she’s my type alright…
A screech has me shooting up from my seat and grabbing the weapon from the holster at my spine. Looking around I see nothing to be frightened of, so I turn and raise an eyebrow at Molly.
“What the fuck are you doing in my kitchen? In my house anyway?” Molly near enough shouts.
“Well, Jamie gave me a key to have for emergencies. Trouble is, I haven’t seen you in a few days since you left the clubhouse, and you’ve not sent me a message or contacted me.
So here I am, making sure you are okay.” Now, I’m doing my best to make it sound like I’m doing her a huge favor, which I’m not.
I’m making sure that she is on her own and doesn’t have Griller here sniffing around.
“I would appreciate if you did like all visitors, and knocked on the door. Not just let yourself in like you live here.” Molly snips as she plates up the pasta thing she’s made.
“Well, I’m thinking I may not be a visitor.”
“What do you mean?” Molly stops right before she sits at the table in front of me.
“I may move in and live here with you. It would be better than the clubhouse. Less noisy, good food…” Which I say as I take her fork and a mouthful of the pasta. “Yeah, it sounds like a good idea, and it’d be security here while we look for that skank of a stepsister.”
Molly is sitting looking at me dumbfounded for a moment or two, but once the information hits her properly, she launches into a tirade of curses.
“That’s not very ladylike is it, Molly?”
“You asshole, you total and utter asshole.”
I stand from my seat, step around the table and jerk Molly onto her feet. She bumps into my chest, and as she looks up at me to continue the tirade, I slam my mouth down on hers.
The kiss isn’t hurried, but I make it deliberate, and it holds an unspoken language.
Everything around us blurs, and I don’t care where we were or could have been.
The result would have been the same. Even the smell of the pasta disappears, to be replaced with the sweet lavender smell that is all Molly.
To my surprise Molly responds and wraps her arms around my neck, pulling me close, showing she isn’t as upset with me as she’d tried to show.
The kiss deepens, but it’s not frantic. It’s a slow dance of tongues, each breath we take together, and I’m sure our hearts are beating at the same rate. It’s a perfect moment in time, and one I’ll never forget even if we don’t end up together.
Pulling back, I stare into Molly’s eyes, which are bright, but glossed over. She has pink cheeks, which nearly match her lips. She has a small pucker on her lips, which makes her look cute as fuck.
Gently stepping away, I slap Molly’s ass, which brings her out of the haze, and wink. “I’ll see you later, babe.”
I make my escape quickly, grabbing my helmet as I open the front door. “Lock the door, babe,” I shout as I close it, and quickly scan the area. Seeing nothing to worry about, I walk over to my hog, smirking all the while. Yeah, this is gonna be fun!