Chapter 5
Stone – A Week Later
I tap my leg as the boys shoot the shit with the Devil’s and Huntsmen brothers while waiting for the Untamed brothers to show up.
Doc, Axel, the pres of the Untamed, Steal, the pres of the Huntsmen and Snake, the pres of the Devil’s all had a phone meeting two days ago and decided it was just easier for all of us to meet at the same time to save multiple trips.
That and Axel mentioning needing time away before he killed his old lady then himself because he can’t live without her – his words not mine.
Snake and Steal need ammo, which we supply to them while Axel is delivering the drugs to us, so we can then ride them to the Cartel before they fly them out from a private base.
We’ve already swapped two vans with Steal and Snake, but Axel is running a little behind after his old lady Annalise put blue powder shit in his exhaust.
Turns out she found out about our meetings at the strip clubs and was not happy about it, though Axel claims he told her, but she just forgot.
She’s pregnant and is most likely hormonal and forgetful, again his words not mine. Huh, maybe that is why she fucked with his bike if those are the words he’s saying.
Fucker knocked her up with their second kid, surely he knows the routine with her hormones by now.
“I swear Axel has his hands full,” Anchor, our brother says, while Anchor from the Huntsmen MC, because yeah, they have the same road name, but not for the same reasons, snorts, “We all do. Annalise has made friends with every single woman in our club, and we’re all fucked.
My old lady actually went out and bought a snake to hide under the sheets after I pissed her off. ”
Everyone laughs as his brother Acid chokes, “It was fucking hilarious, he ran out of his room squealing like a little girl,” causing everyone to laugh harder and I smile and shake my head, laughter not really in me at the moment.
I know Dirty has noticed I’m off a little by the constant looks he keeps giving me, and I am, my mind is on Rose.
A week, I’ve known her for a week, yet thoughts of her consume me.
Three days ago, I took her out to the movies three towns over, not willing the chances of bumping into Elsie or worse my sister and it was amazing.
We clicked instantly, laughed, flirted then spent the night in her bed, my cock firmly inside her the whole night and when I woke, it was still inside her, hard, ready for round five.
I haven’t seen her since, but we’ve texted a lot, getting to know each other more, and guilt fills me.
She doesn’t know I’m married, even if it is only on paper.
She doesn’t know I’m club because, of course, her dad is friends with mine, which is a fucking shocker.
I feel bad keeping the truth from her, but I know that as soon as she knows about Elsie, even if it is just on paper, she will walk away.
She’s never had a boyfriend, only slept with me and one other fucker who put her off sex, and she’s a family girl. She has morals which include ‘no fucking married men’ or dating them.
I need to figure out how to get a divorce without upsetting the dynamics between Dad and James.
If Dad did sleep with James’ wife, and that is the reason why he wants me to stick with it with Elsie, then he’s just going to have to speak to Mama because I’m done with his threats where that fucking woman is concerned.
“Brother, you good?” Anchor says, and I look up and lock eyes with my brother and nod once, but he frowns, clearly not believing me. “Is it Rose?” he asks, and I swallow but nod slightly.
The brothers are aware of her, well, the officer brothers are.
I don’t want the whole club knowing, I don’t fucking want my sister, Elsie, or my dad knowing.
Not until I can figure out how to navigate everything without losing my girl because she is mine, and already I feel like I need her to breathe.
Mama was right, when you meet the one, you won’t want to let her go. Fuck, I’ve only been seeing Rose for a week, and I already want to grab her tightly and never let her go.
“Who is Rose?” Acid asks, and I wince as I look at him and admit, “My girl.”
He frowns as Anchor, the Huntsman brother, asks, “Isn’t your wife’s name Elsie?”
I nod, and his brows hit his hairline as, Breaker, from the Devil’s MC starts laughing, already catching up, and I drop my chin and mumble, “Fucker,” only making him and everyone else laugh, enjoying my predicament.
“Does your girl know you have an unwanted wife?” Snake asks, and I look at the bald fucker and shake my head, and that does it.
Everyone stops laughing and looks at me with wide eyes while Snake winces as I admit, “She doesn’t even know I’m part of the club, only knows that I grew up with them. Doc works with her and encouraged her to go to Rebel’s Phoenix, knowing I was going to be there.”
“He set you both up?” Acid asks with a grin, and I nod, making him chuckle.
“He knew I’d want her, and he was right. It’s been a week, and I want to claim her,” I admit, and Snake nods and states, “She’s your one.”
“She is,” I confirm, “but I’m married to a bitch who basically trapped me with a lie, but still claims she miscarried and everyone in the club still believes she did, except the officer brothers who’ve seen the proof.”
“And you’ll look like a dick for leaving her? Is that why you’re still with her?” Anchor, The Huntsmen's brother asks with shock, “You’ve been married what, ten years? Isn’t that too long to be with someone just because of the club?”
I sigh, “Eleven, since high school and that isn’t the only reason. Her dad and mine are friends, and even though my dad is aware of what she did, he’s threatening me not to divorce her so his friendship with her dad doesn’t get affected.”
“You think your dad might have fucked her mama and is threatening to tell your mama if you leave his daughter?” Acid asks with a serious tone, and I nod, not shocked that he figured it out quickly, and he shakes his head.
“Just divorce her,” Breaker says seriously, and I raise a brow as my brother Anchor chuckles, “Brother, did you not hear what he said?”
Breaker, without breaking eye contact with me, his green eyes serious, says, “I heard, but do it any way,” and I frown, but he ignores my expression and confirms, “You requested a divorce years ago, right?” I nod, and he asks, “And you’ve got judges in your pocket, right?”
“Yeah…” I say carefully and he nods then says, “then get them to sign off on your divorce without her signature, but don’t tell anyone except your officer brothers,” he nods to the prospects that are banging their heads to heavy metal in the van, “They can’t even hear us, so they won’t say anything. Divorce her brother.”
Well, I’ll be damned, I never thought of doing that.
“While you’re at it,” Snake jumps in, gaining everyone’s attention, “get a marriage licence signed off and get your girl to sign it. The judge in your pocket can get his receptionist to act as witness.”
“How in the fuck is he supposed to do that?” Dirty asks, and Snake grins wide, the Snake on his neck moving with the motion.
“Tell her you just wanted her signature,” he says, like it is that easy, “Then kiss her after she’s done it and file it. As soon as the certificate arrives, it's done, you’ve got your girl.”
Huh.
I nod because yeah, that actually sounds like a good idea.
“And what about Elsie?” I ask because that is the sticky part of the situation.
Snake grins wider and says, “She’ll be none the wiser,” he nods to the shitty gold ring on my right hand and finishes, “Trash that piece of shit, buy a better ring and wear it on your ring finger and when she does find out about your girl, you can let the cat outta the bag about you two not being married. Fuck your dad brother, well don’t actually fuck him because that is disgusting but, he has no right to ask you to stay married to a patch chaser wanting a cushy life.
Doing shit this way gives you time to figure out how to handle shit. ”
The brothers snort and I smirk as I nod. It does sound like a good plan, a really good fucking plan.
I’m not even scared or wanting to run at the thought of tying Rose to me, fuck, it excites me.
My phone goes off, and I grab it from my cut and a grin stretches to see it’s a message from my girl, but I soon laugh as I open it.
My Red:
the downside of working with kids
She’s pouting in the picture attached, wearing purple scrubs that are covered in vomit, and I turn my phone and show the brothers.
“Fuck is that vomit?” Acid gags and I laugh and confirm, “It is,” and turn the phone back to me so I can look at it again as I say, “She’s a pediatric nurse, her dream is to become a pediatric cardiology nurse so she can look after kids like her sister.”
“Fucker got himself a smart one,” my brother Anchor says, and I give him a middle finger, making him chuckle, before I reply to my girl.
Me:
Still beautiful, baby. I miss you
I press send with a goofy smile, and Dirty says, “Oh yeah, he’s definitely found the one,” and I look up to see everyone nodding, and I just smile before we hear pipes in the distance and turn to see four bikes and a white van, and I frown because I swear…
“Why does Axel look like he had his hair dyed?” I question before they pull up near us, and yep, his hair is dyed alright, and he looks pissed.
Shit, remind me never to let my girl meet Annalise.
“I am so fucking glad I don’t have any hair,” Snake says with laughter just as Axel snaps, “Don’t even go there,” and laughter rings out, fuck even I laugh to the point I’m nearly on the floor, his once black hair now bright pink and glittery and even his brothers are trying to hold their laughter in, Flame’s face almost red.
He shakes his head, causing some glitter to fall, and he snaps, “Whatever you do, don’t fucking eat your pregnant wife’s chocolate donut after calling her crazy for forgetting about me informing her where we conduct some of our meetings!”
I laugh even harder and he gives us the finger as my phone goes off again, and I check it, chuckling before my grin turns softer as I read the message.
My Red:
I miss you too, more than I thought I would
Fuck, this girl…
“Alright fuckers, stop laughing and let's get this shit moved so we can go grab a beer, I fucking need it,” Axel sighs, and the laughter gets louder. I shake my head as I quickly type out a message to Doc, putting my plan into motion before putting my phone away and fucking hope Rose doesn’t kill me for this.
Rose Garcia
Yeah, that has a really good fucking ring to it.