Chapter 17
I’d been on cloud nine since Kane and I made things official. I stayed at his place more than I did with my parents. They were a little concerned, but I told them that I was good, and my happiness mattered to them the most.
Through the happiness, I still felt a little uneasy because there were still questions that needed answers, and I wouldn’t be able to fully enjoy my relationship until we had them.
I couldn’t believe I was in a relationship, and with Kane of all people.
It was crazy that I felt confident with him and that I could trust him not to hurt me.
Kane had gone to work, so I stayed behind at his place and cleaned up and went grocery shopping for the week.
I also baked cookies that I planned on taking to the tattoo shop once I got myself together for the day.
I’d become sort of like a housewife when I wasn’t working at the clubhouse, and I actually enjoyed it.
I knew at some point I needed to find another job because I didn’t want to rely on Kane for everything, but I liked not having to go to work early in the morning.
I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do, though.
Being a secretary like I was before wasn’t going to cut it for me.
I wasn’t fulfilled in that job. It was just a way for me to provide the necessities for myself.
My brother wanted to open a STEM center for children, so I thought about maybe still trying to do that one day in honor of him.
I didn’t know where the money would come from, but I had decent credit, so I could probably get approved for a loan.
I’d been thinking about it more and more, so I thought I’d have a conversation with Kane about it sometime soon.
I sat in the middle of Kane’s bed clearing out my emails because I got hundreds of them a day. I was in the middle of cleaning out my spam folder, when one in particular caught my eye.
“How long was this sitting here?” I whispered as I opened the message.
It was from my brother, and I wondered why he emailed me and was even more confused about why it went to the spam folder.
My hand shook as I opened the email. It explained everything that happened to him. I got up from the bed and paced the room while reading it again. I needed to show Kane this, and I couldn’t wait.
I ran to the front room and put my shoes on, then quickly left the house. It took me no time to get to the shop because I had gone over the speed limit, and luckily, there wasn’t that much traffic.
I rushed inside as soon as I put my car in park. The girl at the desk spoke to me, but I just waved.
When I reached Kane’s room, I pushed the door open.
“Munch. What’s wrong?” He was in the middle of a tattoo, so he put the needle down.
“Are you almost done?” I glanced at the guy in the chair, then back at Kane. I didn’t want to make him lose a customer, and I didn’t think it through when I barged through the door.
“I am.” He stood from the stool. “Give me a second,” he said to the guy.
The guy nodded, and Kane led me out of the room.
“Talk to me, Munch. What’s going on?”
“Do you have anyone after him?” I didn’t think it was a good idea to show him the email until after he was done, because I didn’t want him to be distracted. I really should have waited until he came home.
“No, but what’s wrong?” he asked again.
He rested his hands on my hips and stared into my face.
I tried to keep my emotions in check, because if I let a single tear drop, he would have completely stopped his session, and that wasn’t what I wanted.
The thought made me smile because I realized Kane didn’t play about me, and I loved that for me.
I’d never experienced anyone who genuinely cared about my feelings besides my parents, Rameek, and Candace.
“It can wait. Can I watch you finish the tat, then I can tell you?”
He raised an eyebrow as his eyes searched my face.
“Of course you can, but the minute he walks out that door, you have to tell me. I know it’s something because you wouldn’t have barged in here like that.” He pulled me closer and kissed my lips. “I missed you, though.” He kissed me again.
“I missed you, too, and I promise.”
We shared another kiss, then he let me go before he led me back into the room.
He apologized to the guy, and he seemed okay with it.
He said he understood because his wife was the same way sometimes.
I wasn’t sure what he meant by the same way, but I wasn’t offended by it.
He and Kane just laughed, and Kane got back to work.
I sat and watched Kane do his thing for the next twenty minutes. The two of them talked about sports, and it briefly took my mind off the email. When Kane was done, he cleaned and wrapped the tattoo and sent the guy on his way.
Once it was the two of us in the room, I helped Kane clean up the leftover tissues and stuff while he cleaned his equipment.
I was glad he waited because his whole mood would change once he read the email, and I knew how important the cleaning and sterilization stage was after each tattoo session.
He explained everything he did one night while we were in bed.
“What got you busting through my door the way you did?” he asked as soon as we were finished.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket and passed it to him after opening the email.
“What the fuck?”
The email stated that Beast killed Kane’s dad because he wanted to be president so he could form an alliance between the Vipers and the Disciples because he wanted to get into the drug game.
Apparently, my brother saw them talking one day, and that was why Beast killed him.
He didn’t want his secret to get out. It also said how Beast had plans on getting rid of Kane as well because he knew Kane wouldn’t let him achieve his goal of selling drugs through the clubhouse.
I jumped when Kane shouted, “Muthafucka!” He paced around the room as I stood in the corner and watched him.
I didn’t say anything because I wanted him to process whatever he felt.
A minute or so passed before he stood in front of me. He put his hands on my shoulders and looked into my eyes.
“Raina, I need you to trust me.”
It was foreign hearing him call me by my real name, but I knew he was serious. He didn’t ask if I trusted him; he told me I had to, but I had no problem with it, because I trusted him with my life.
“I do.”
“I guarantee you he will pay for the shit he’s done. As much as I want to move impulsively, I know I can’t. He will die, and the shit won’t be quick. He has to suffer.”
The tone of his voice sent shivers up my spine. Beast was going to get whatever he deserved, and I couldn’t wait until it was over.
Once the news from that email sunk in, I fell into a slight depression. I had been doing good with dealing with Rameek’s death, but to find out the reason behind it set me back.
He was killed for nothing by a heartless person. None of it made sense to me. Why couldn’t Beast just leave the club and join Disciples? Why did innocent people have to die?
From what I’d seen, the Vipers were good people. They didn’t go around terrorizing the community, but they weren’t punks either. They actually gave back to the community.
I didn’t understand why Beast wanted to disrupt that. Selling drugs through the club went against everything the club stood for. He also was too damn old to have dreams of being a drug dealer. It was actually the stupidest idea.
I missed my brother so much. Sometimes I wondered how he would have felt with me being with Kane. I wasn’t even sure why he kept me away from the club in the first place. I would never get the answers. I knew he would want me to be happy, and I had gotten that happiness with Kane.
Kane had been trying to get me out of my funk, but it hadn’t worked. It wasn’t fair to him, because this affected him just as much as me, but he handled it better than I did.
I was buried under the covers when Kane entered the room and snatched the cover off me.
“Munch.” I looked up. The look of concern on his face made me feel bad because he really had been trying. “It’s time for you to get out of this bed. I gave you time, but I refuse to let you stew in sadness.”
“But I don’t want to get up,” I whined. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to do anything.
I also knew that he was sick of my shit.
I was a true advocate of letting people process their emotions, but I encouraged them not to let them fester.
The longer a person sat in sadness, the longer it would take for them to get out of it.
Kane chuckled, but it wasn’t his normal amusing chuckle. He leaned down and got really close to my face. I admired how damn fine he was, but the look in his eyes made me nervous.
“You must have thought I was asking.” The way he said it made me wet.
It had been a few days since we had sex, and I was feeling the effects of it.
“Now, I’m going to fix something to eat, and you are going to go into the bathroom and get yourself ready for the day.
Once you are done, you are going to come eat breakfast, then we are going outside. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, sir.”
The left side of his mouth lifted into a smile, before he kissed me.
“Good girl.”
I bit my lip as I watched him walk out of the room. Doing as he said, I got up and got myself ready for the day.
I felt a lot better after I took a hot shower and even washed my hair. When I was done, I brushed it into a ponytail, then put my clothes on. I wasn’t sure what he had planned, but I put on joggers and a hoodie.
Once I was dressed, I grabbed my glasses and walked to the kitchen.
“I’m glad you could join me.” Kane’s back was turned, but I guessed he felt my presence.
He turned around with a plate in his hand as I walked to the island.
“It’s not like I had a choice.”
He smiled at me and put the plate in front of me. My stomach growled as I looked down at the pancakes and bacon on the plate.
“As long as you know.” He smirked, then grabbed his plate from the counter and sat next to me.
We blessed our food, then ate it.
“I was thinking that I could teach you how to ride.”
I dropped my fork and jumped on him. Luckily, he had quick reflexes and didn’t let me fall to the floor.
“Are you for real?” I asked as I squeezed him around his neck.
“Yes, I’m for real.” He laughed and kissed my cheek. “Finish eating so we can go.” He placed me back on the stool, and I had never finished food as fast as I did.
A little while later, we were outside, and I was on his bike. I had my helmet on along with one of his jackets that he wore sometimes when he rode. I changed into some jeans and a pair of boots. I looked the part; I just hoped I could do it.
“Let’s start with turning it on.”
I turned it on and squealed when the engine rumbled. The vibrations went through my body, and it kinda turned me on.
Kane laughed and shook his head.
“Now, let’s go over all the controls.” He showed me all the controls and symbols, then told me to turn it off.
“You always want to inspect the bike before you get on it. Things are more exposed than they are on a car, so you have to be aware of everything.”
“Okay.”
He showed me how to check the tire pressure, the fluids, the battery, all the lights, and everything else that needed to be checked. Once he was sure I knew where everything was and that the tires and levels were good, he told me to get back on.
“Start it up again.”
I turned it on again, and my insides vibrated. I hung on to Kane’s every word as he told me what to do next.
“Are you ready to try and go down the street a little? You can go slow, and I’ll be right beside you.”
I was excited but also scared because the bike was heavy, and it was Kane’s baby. I didn’t want to cause any damage to it.
“I think so.”
“You can’t think, Munch. You have to be sure. You are in control.”
I straightened my back and squared my shoulders.
“I’m ready to make this bike my bitch.”
Kane laughed, then softly kissed my lips.
“Not too fast, baby. I can’t have you or my bike getting hurt.”
“I’m ready.”
Kane held on to the bike as I made it go. I kept it slow, and Kane was right next to me the whole time. Eventually, we made it to the end of the street, and I was so excited.
“You did so good, Munch.” Kane picked me up and spun me around.
I giggled as he kissed all over my face.
“Watching you on my bike got my dick hard.” He placed me back on my feet, and sure enough, there was a bulge in his pants.
I ran my hand over it, and he closed his eyes.
“How about you drive us back down the street so I can take care of that.” I walked back to the bike and climbed on. “As a matter of fact, I think I want you to fuck me on the bike.”
“Hell yeah.” He climbed on, and I held onto his back as he drove us down the street.
It was a good thing he had a garage because it was the middle of the day, and I was sure his neighbors didn’t want to see us have sex.
The minute the garage door lowered, we were out of our clothes, and I rode him as he sat on the bike’s seat.
I was thankful he made me get up, and thanks to him, I felt so much better.