Relinquish (10 page)

“No, I believe you wouldn’t say anything, but I just can’t. I’ll tell you one thing though, so you can stay smart, and safe. The kid on the couch is the fuckin’ President’s son, and someone messed with him. That’s why Niko’s here and that’s why you need to be careful if you leave the club or London’s house, you hear?”

“Okay, I’ll be careful. I already told Niko I would behave and stay out of the way, but if you need any help, just ask.”

“Alllriiight, Avery ‘nough ‘bout this. Let’s get out there to the bar, I want a drink. I’m sure you must be hungry by now.” As soon as he mentions food my tummy grumbles. I haven’t eaten since way earlier. It must have not been bothering me because I’ve been either excited or upset.

“I’m actually starving, like not eat half a cow, but a whole one, starving,” I say as he wraps his arm around me and walks me out of the bathroom and down the hallway.

“You, eat a whole cow, huh? There are some little bags of chips behind the bar you can have, but no cow. We do need to try an’ keep you energized.”

Keep me energized, hmmm. Sounds like it’s going to be a fun night. We get to the bar and most everyone has cleared out. I see the guy on the couch 2 Piece was talking about and the scary guy from earlier. I crowd closer to 2 and wrap my hands around him, so I’m hugging him close to me and I can bury my face in his chest.

“Hey, Avery, what’s up?” he asks and gently lifts my chin with his finger. Since when did I become this shy, quiet chick? I’m always loud and bouncing around. It’s pretty intimidating being inside a clubhouse with a bunch of beefy bikers everywhere.

“Umm, nothing, it’s just that, well, just that guy talking to the President’s son is really scary. He wasn’t exactly friendly when you were fighting with Niko. He looked at me like he was going to step on me or something. Oh my god, is Nikoli okay? Where is he?”

“I don’t know, he’s probably doing something about a little problem we are dealing with right now, and yes he’s fine. Still an asshole Russian though.”

I push against his stomach when he talks about him. I sit at the bar and scooch onto one of the stools. 2 Piece pushes my legs apart gently and stands between them. He cages me with his hands resting on the bar behind me. He bites his bottom lip; him eating my pussy is all I can think of over and over while I stare at his mouth. He leans in and kisses the tip of my nose and I blink. That was so saccharine; no one ever kisses me sweetly like that. I lick my lips and give him a small smile. He definitely needs to back off from Niko, though. I can’t have the guy I care for and my best friend fighting. That will not fly with me.

“Nikoli’s my best friend, you need to be nice,” I say, chastising and give him ‘the look’.

“It’s all good, free bird. And Spin? What the fuck? Spin’s hella easy goin’.”

“Uh, nooooo, he’s a jerk!”

He huffs and turns toward the hot mean guy, “SPIN! The fuck you do to my girl over here?” Spin turns and flashes a yummy smile. Oh, he has dimples! I love dimples.

“I ain’t do a fuckin’ thing, bro, bitch was tryin’ to jump in and get people to get hit an’ shit.” He sounds just like Jax from Sons of Anarchy and I swear my panties are going to melt right the fuck off. He looks nothing like him, but sweet Lord that voice.

“Ah, gotcha,” 2 Piece says and turns around looking like he just solved world hunger.

“So, umm what exactly was that?” I ask and scrunch up my nose.

“What?” He grabs a beer and a bag of Doritos, then sits at the bar next to me.

“Ummmm, that whole three word conversation y’all just had just now. What was that, I don’t see how that resolved anything at all? It was just weird.”

“Nah, Shorty, you tryin’ to jump into shit. You lucky he didn’t lock your ass in a closet somewhere.” A closet! I don’t think so. I totally would have bitten his fine ass if he tried that shit.

“Yeah riiiight, locked me in a closet, sure!” I roll my eyes and chuckle to myself.

“Avery, I’m serious. You try to get into the middle of some shit and a brother will lock you up to keep you safe. Baby, you’re so little, could you imagine if Niko or I hadn’t seen ya and hit you by accident? We don’t hit to play ‘round, we hit to do damage. I would never forgive myself if you got hit because of me.”

Well, I understand the logic, but it doesn’t mean I have to like it. I nod at him. I’m not trying to have a whole new fight tonight. “Come on, free bird, grab your chips and let’s go to the room. I’ll keep Ares out, I promise.”
Cheeky fucker.

“Haha, gee thanks. I actually wouldn’t mind him coming around if you’re in the mix.”

He grins wolfishly at me. “Cool, Shorty, if you’re really down, then I’ll tell him what’s up. You’ll enjoy yourself, I promise.”

I smile and nod enthusiastically. If I’m down, are you kidding me? Having two absolutely gorgeous men taking me, at the same time? Yeah, not much of a decision to make there. His smile grows at my rapid nodding. “I don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself into, baby.”

“I guess you’ll just have to show me, huh, big boy?” He chuckles loudly and pulls me into his room.

2 Piece

Chapter 6

One week later…

“Avery, just pick out which candy bar you want and let’s fuckin’ roll out already. You been starin’ at that candy display for a good three minutes now.” She gives me an irritated look, like I’m the one in the wrong. Yet it’s her ass that’s been being stubborn and not picking a damn candy. I understand there are like fifty different ones to choose from, but come on. I personally like Three Musketeers. I pick one up, perfect snack for tonight after I have my fun with her. She enjoys ice cream after we’ve fucked and I like chocolate or a sandwich. She’s usually too tired afterwards to make me a sandwich though, so I’ve developed a bad candy habit. I’ve started hitting the gym room with Cain the past few days. Can’t have my baby pinch me in any other spots, talkin’ ‘bout more of me to hold on to. Crazy woman.

I’m sick of waiting so I huff, “Fine, Shorty, I’ll pick like five and then you can have the one you want out of those.” If anything, I’ll eat what she doesn’t. I start to reach for a few candy bars and she grabs my hand roughly. I look over at her. Has this bitch lost her fuckin’ mind? She whispers and I lean a little closer so I can hear her.

“Shhhhh! I’m taking forever because that creepy dude over there has been staring at me and following us around the whole store.” I go to glance up to find the dude and she squeezes my hand tighter. “No, don’t look now! He will know I said something!”

“I don’t give a fuck what any cocksucker be thinkin’. I’ll squash a fuck with my boot if he trips,” I hiss and glance wherever the fuck I want to.

Fuck! No way.
There’s no mistaking the guy who’s busy staring at us. He’s wearing a cut that has a big patch with green snakes twisted together. Motherfucker. Shit. Looking at the other pocket, I see ‘Joker’ stitched on his name patch. He looks like a fucking Joker alright. Pale white skin, shaved head with really short blond hair and pale eyes. He cocks his head at me as I look him over, and snarls. I don’t fucking think so. I lift my top lip up and give him a disgusted look.

“We need to go, baby, I don’t know if asshat over there has any buddies with him. Put your candy down and come on.” I grab her arm and stare him down while we walk out. “Call Niko and tell him to call Prez and let them know we have a reptile problem in town.”

“Okay,” she says, panicked, as she glances around and quickly shuffles out of the grocery store. She pulls her phone out of her back pocket and calls straight away as we walk to my black hog. I climb on and she jumps on behind me with my assistance. She’s gotten better at riding, but she’s still not great. I take one of my pieces out of the back holster and slip it down into my boot. You never know if this fucker is feeling froggy or not. “Give it to me to hold. I don’t want it to fall out of your boot.”

I have to say that surprises the fuck out of me. I can’t believe the thought of my gun doesn’t make her squeamish. I pull it out in plain sight, so the Snake can see I’m not screwing around. I hand it to Avery and lay on the throttle. I have a feeling I am gonna have to cruise around for a long time if I don’t want him to follow me back to the club.

“Hold on tight, Avery, if he gets too close I’m gonna have to lose him.” She scoots in closer and her arms tighten into an iron grip. She has more muscle in those little arms than I expected. I know she’s scared. She’s quiet and Avery is a fuckin’ chatterbox around me when it’s just the two of us. She likes to talk over my shoulder when we ride and I just listen. I feel her face scrunched into my back like she’s hiding. I don’t blame her. She knows something crazy is going on at the club. Especially if we are calling the Russians to come to the club and help out. Prez wants immediate retaliation. Luckily, Ares was able to talk him down a little. Once the Nomads get into town though, there’s no holding back. The Nomads should be rolling into town today or tomorrow and they mean business. With the names Exterminator and Nightmare, I’d be scared to be on the receiving end of a confrontation with those two.

“He’s still behind us,” Avery yells out and buries her head into my back again.

“Babe, stop looking back there. I have fuckin’ mirrors that can see him!” I holler back and concentrate on the road in front of us.

I wonder what his plan is, following me around. I start to give the throttle a harder push and pick up speed. The wind chops through my hair and I feel Avery’s fingers flex on my stomach. The bike vibrates through my body as I grip the handles tightly. The rumble of the engine grows with the extra shot of fuel sent to it. I glance to the mirror. That fucker is getting closer, I knew this wasn’t some friendly visit. A high pitched scream rings out from Avery and I almost swerve.

“Aaaagh! He has a gun, 2 Piece! Go, go, go!”

As soon as her words register, I give it more gas and roar down the busy street. My gut compresses in anticipation of what’s to come. I get a spike of adrenaline and start to weave in and out of traffic, trying to calm my shaking and not throw Avery off the back.

Beep, beep, beeeeeep… Screeches of horns go off, the drivers probably thinking I’m some thug biker trying to drive like an irresponsible fuckwit. If these people only knew it was to get away from a gun, they’d shit themselves.

I would throw my finger to the idiot honking at us. You don’t honk at people in Texas, especially a biker. Your ass could end up shot or in a fist fight. I’m too busy trying to dodge this Snake behind me to pay attention to some nerd getting brave inside a car. Bet the little douche wouldn’t be doing shit if we were face to face somewhere. I hear a loud ‘pop’ and floor it. The fuck’s shooting at us, I know it. I hope Avery puts that Glock to use and rings his ass back. Maybe he’ll wreck or something and I can lose him enough to get to the club.

“It was a car tire, on a car back there. It went out!” Avery screams loudly so I can hear her over the roar of my engine and the wind. Looking in the side mirror I see a car pulled to the side, so she’s gotta be right. The best fucking thing actually. It screwed up traffic so bad the Snake’s trying to get through the cluster. This area is horrible for accidents, especially with all the road construction always going on. There seems to be someone in a wreck or getting a flat every time I ride on it. Granted, that’s not much, but still. I’m going to take every advantage of this right now.

I hit the next exit and take the back farm road to the road that leads to the club. It’s dusty and bumpy. We only ride on this for a really secret run or we all know to use it for an emergency. In this situation, I have to get to the club, so I have to use it. Avery squeaks occasionally when we hit a bump. I know I’m gonna have to check my girl out tomorrow, poor bike. She ain’t good for this kinda shit. Avery’s probably gonna be sore as fuck from holding on and all the bumps. I’ve gotten used to it and adapted over the years.

Fuck, Prez is gonna flip the fuck out when he hears ‘bout this shit. Cain will go ballistic if he thinks London and Jamison will be in any danger. That guy’s like a fucking bear when it comes to his family.. Fuck, I can feel Avery shaking like crazy behind me. I bet she’s scared out of her mind.

“It’s okay, Shorty, we will be there in a few minutes and you can lie down and relax.” I reach back and rest my hand on her thigh. “You good?”

“Umm,” she groans and I feel her shake even more.

“Avery? What’s goin’ on, talk to me.” I squeeze her leg a few times and she stays quiet. “Yo, babe? The fuck?” She starts to sob into the back of my cut and buries her head into the leather. I keep quiet, concentrating on the ride and getting to the club as soon as possible. I can’t believe this shit happened while she was with me. It angers me that the asshole was shooting at me, but to do it and threaten Avery? Makes me fucking boil inside.