BEAST (A Coyotes of Mayhem MC Novel) (Motorcycle Club Bad Boy Romance) (14 page)

“Okay,” she said as she flopped onto the sofa bed with me.

I’m glad she doesn’t argue all the time.
Relaxing turned to kissing which soon turned into me burying my head between her legs. I tongue-fucked and fingered her hot little hole until she was dripping wet. After she came all over my face, I threw her legs up over my shoulders and pinned her down onto the mattress. My body was full of adrenaline and she was my release. I drove my cock deep into her pussy as I slammed into her. My balls bounced off her ass I burrowed my spear into her sopping wet pussy. After a couple more orgasms for her, I let go and unloaded myself into her gash. Spurts of my thick cum flooded her pussy as it trickled out of her between her legs. I slowly guided my cock in and out of her as my white, cum-soaked cock pushed my seed deeper into her womb. We cleaned up with a dirty shirt as we laid next to each other.

“I’m going to go ahead and visit that attorney tomorrow. I figure I’ll take him the money to get the ball rolling.”

“If you need anything, call me on the burner. Keep me as up to date as possible.”

“I will. I was thinking maybe he could call you while I’m there if he has questions. We could do a conference call or something.”

“Just be careful not to use the whole retainer on the first day. We’re gonna need his services. There was one thing I wanted to say to you Paige.” I started to come right out and say it but I couldn’t. My mouth went dry, and hell, I couldn’t believe what I was about to say. “You’ve done a lot to help me get out of this shit. When all is said and done, I just want you to know that I intend to pay my dues, brand you and make you my old lady.”

CHAPTER 18

PAIGE

Did Beast really just say what I think he did? I’m the first to admit that I’m not familiar with biker lingo at all but I’m pretty sure that being an old lady means he wants to spend the rest of his life with me. I didn’t dare question him, though. When I left Ashley’s house, I felt like I was on cloud nine. I was in some type of dizzying, disorienting love spell. I had butterflies in my stomach and goosebumps all over my body. As unexpected as his statement was, I liked the idea. I could get used to having those massive muscles wrapped around me every night, making me feel safe while we slept. But what made my head spin the most was that he had been telling me all along that he didn’t do relationships. If he was willing to make that kind of commitment to me, he must believe that what we have is special.

Never mind what he said, I was still trying to figure out exactly what I was doing. How did this go from Beast holding me captive on the cruise ship to me being so head over heels in love with him? I would have never considered myself to be a biker’s wife and be in the biker’s lifestyle. I’m just a small, quiet girl. There is no way I’m cut out for that type of love. I’m simply not enough of a badass. I’d stick out like a sore thumb, but if it meant being with him, I might just be dumb enough to be that sore thumb.

I had an appointment to meet with the attorney that afternoon so I had to rush back home to get everything I needed. It was a two-hour drive to Tucson and I wanted to make sure I was on time. I had a feeling he wasn’t the type that liked to be kept waiting. Looking at my watch, I had about 3 hours until our scheduled meeting so I used that time to take a quick shower and make myself presentable. After that, I went to the bank to withdraw the money that I had pulled from my 401k. I counted all the cash to make sure it was all there and headed for the highway.

The drive itself was pretty easy. It was a straight shot up Interstate 10 and there was very little traffic at that time of day. I pulled into the parking lot of the law firm with almost twenty minutes to spare. For some reason, I began to feel anxious as my stomach started to turn. I felt like I was the person wanted for murder and I was on my way to meet my lawyer for the first time. I’ve always been intimidated by people of power so I suppose the feeling shouldn’t have been surprising at all.

Inside, the lobby was palatial. The furniture was antique and the floor was made of marble. A secretary was talking on the phone while jotting down notes as a number of people walked back and forth, carrying files and paperwork behind her. I stepped up to her desk and waited for her to acknowledge me.

“Hi, do you have an appointment?”

“Yes, my name is Paige Wheeler. I’m here to see Nolan Retter.”

“Mr. Retter is expecting you. Follow me, please.”

The receptionist pressed some buttons on her phone before getting up to escort me down a long hallway. At the end of the hall was a glass door which had been frosted to ensure nobody could see who was inside. She knocked and opened the door.

“Mr Retter, Paige Wheeler is here to see you.”

“Very good, send her in.”

As I entered his private suite, I saw the attorney sitting behind his large oak desk. He looked just like he always did when his face was plastered on television, except he was much taller than I thought he would be. Introducing himself, he extended his hand to me and I froze, not knowing what to do. Actually, I take that back. I knew exactly what I was supposed to do. I was more than aware that I should extend my hand to him as well as shaking hands is a normal gesture. I just couldn’t make my body do it. It was like I was star struck or something. Here was this man whom I’d seen on television regularly and he was about to have a private one-on-one meeting with me. Suddenly, I was off in another world until his voice snapped me out of it.

“You okay dear?” he asked, probably wondering if I was actually some sort of insane woman by that point.

“Yes, I’m sorry,” I replied, extending my hand to shake his. “This is all just… kind of overwhelming right now.”

“I can understand that. That’s why you’re here. I can take that all off your shoulders so you don’t have to deal with it.”

“Sounds good,” a little wave of relief washed over me. “I just want someone who can help Beast get him out of this mess he’s in.”

“I’ll do whatever I can. I assume you brought the money?”

I took the small duffel bag that I was carrying and sat it down on his desk, unzipping it so he could see the cash inside. One by one, he removed the stacks of cash, counting it all to make sure it was all there. I started to tell him that I’d already done that for him but I stopped myself once I realized how ridiculous that would sound. I mean, I know I’m a trustworthy person but he doesn’t have a clue who I am. On top of that, he deals with the lowest common denominators of society on a regular basis as part of his career. That alone is probably enough to make him trust almost no one.

“Looks like it’s all here. Why don’t we go into the conference room and get started.”

We left his office and walked into an adjacent room. This room also had the frosted glass door and windows, but inside was a large conference table with six people seated at it. Each had a yellow legal pad and ink pad in front of them, and they were all staring at me.

“I think this one is already in use,” I said as I quickly turned around, running right into the attorney.

“No, this is where we’re supposed to be. This is my team that I’ve hand selected to work with us on this. When I take on a case, I like to hit it hard. My team helps me do that.”

We sat down before the attorney asked me all sorts of questions. He was surprised that there was a lot I didn’t really know about Beast. I left out the fact that I had just met him on the cruise ship. I didn’t think it was relevant to what we were doing. Once he had all the information he needed, he excused his team and walked me to the front door.

“I’m going to do what I can to find this guy,” he said. “I’m going to hire a few of my best investigators and see if we can’t chase this snake out of the grass. He’s not going to want to come out, though, because he knows if the biker’s get to him before the law does, he’s as good as dead.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of, but he was bold enough to be at a gas station just a week after he was supposedly killed.”

“That’s very true. But that’s also before he knew Beast was back in town. Seeing him probably spooked him. I just want to give you a fair expectation of what might happen. An outlaw on the run is hard to track. Look at how long the cops have been looking for your old man.”

I thanked Mr. Retter for his time and walked back to my car. As I walked in the parking lot, I reflected on something he had said. He made a comment about the cops looking for my old man. I couldn’t believe it. It was the first time I had heard Beast being referred to as my old man and I loved the sound of it. It was something I wanted to hear again and again.

My plan was to rush over to Ashley’s house as quickly as I could to fill Beast in on what happened but I couldn’t wait. I knew he was probably on edge wondering what was going on so I wanted to give him with an update right away. I tried calling him, but he didn’t pick up. Immediately, I called Ashley’s phone.

“Hello?” she said, clearly out of breath.

“Hey Ashley. I just got out of the lawyer’s office. Is this a bad time?”

“No, it’s fine. The Kirby salesman was just knocking on the door and Samantha thought it would be a great idea to let him in.”

“Oh no, how did you get rid of him?”

“I just told him that I have a very jealous, very large boyfriend that would be home any minute. He took the hint and took off. What’s up?”

“I’m coming over right now but it’ll be a couple hours before I get there. I just got out of the lawyer’s office and tried calling Beast, but he didn’t answer. He’s probably on the other line talking to the club or something.”

I spent the next 20 minutes going over what the lawyer said and what it would mean for the case going forward. She was jotting notes down so she would remember it all. I told her that I would see her in a bit and started to hang up the phone when she stopped me.

“Hey wait. Before you go, I really need to tell you something.”

“What?”

“I wanted you to know that I don’t think your boyfriend is going to be able to stay here much longer. I can’t help but feel that this whole thing is putting my kids in danger. I looked it up on the Internet and I can get in a lot of trouble if I’m caught harboring a fugitive. That is, of course, if some bikers don’t find out where he is first and come shooting up my house. I can’t have that Paige, I really can’t.”

“I know Ashley. I understand. I feel bad about putting you in this situation but you’re the only person I can trust. This attorney that I hired today really knows what he’s doing. If everything goes well, he’ll be out of your basement before you know it.”

“I hope so.”

The truth was, I hoped so too, but I had my doubts. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that this guy was going to be hard to find. I was trying to stay positive but maybe we were fighting a losing battle.

CHAPTER 19

BEAST

The broad upstairs was talking on the phone a little louder than she probably thought she was. She must have been on the phone with Paige because she was freaking out about how much trouble she could get in if anyone found out I was in her basement. Well no fucking shit! Did she think that I hadn’t thought about the same things? If I got caught, I’d be going straight to the county jail to await trial. There’s no way they’d set a bail amount for me that anyone would be able to come up with. That didn’t really matter anyway. Those fucking Aces have so many people going in and out of county, I’m sure I’d be dead within the first week. That’s why setting this shit right was so important to me. I’d never even make it to my fucking trial. Even if they put me in solitary, they’d still find some way to get to me.

I was just settling down on the couch to check out the news on my laptop when the chick who owned the place started coming down the stairs. I wanted to say something about announcing herself but then I realized it’s her fucking house and she can go wherever she wants.

“Hey, Paige just called. She wanted me to fill you in on what happened up in Tucson.”

Ashley sat down on the couch and gave me a basic rundown of what Paige had told her over the phone. She said there was actually a lot more to it than what she was saying but Paige wanted to be able to explain it all to me in person. I thanked her for letting me know and she went back upstairs. Throughout the conversation, it was clear that she despised having me in her basement.

The wait to find out what was happening with the attorney was excruciating. I knew that Paige was on her way but it would be a couple of hours before she got there. To pass some of the time, I put in a call to the president to see what was going on with the club and to let him know what little bit of information I had so far.