Taming Lucca: Red Devils M.C. (11 page)

Taking a bite of the apple she’d just bought Molly watched as Lisa flitted from one isle to another inside the huge department store. Molly hadn’t realized that department stores even
existed anymore until Lisa had dragged her here today. Apparently someone in Titus had revived this place and the clothing factory down the road about twenty years ago. Turning Lisa called out.

“Molls, what do you think of this one?” She was holding a Red and black slinky dress with thin straps and a
flared skirt.

“It’s okay. Looks like the other six only a different color” She munched another bite of the apple. In the last week she had eaten better than she ever had behind the wall. She was bored. Lisa insisted they look at everything. They’d been here for hours, even when she was a young girl when her mother tried to teach her about Hillie fashions she’d been bored by it. Give her an engine to fix over a fancy wardrobe any day. Not that she didn’t like to dress nice, she did. It was that she just wasn’t into spending hours on it.

Lisa came over with a huff. “How can you say that?” She demanded.

“Umm…it looks the same.”

“No, Molly this one has thin straps that cross in the back. The last one had thin straps that tied around the neck leaving the back exposed.” She stared at Molly as if she was trying to figure her out.

“Sorry not really into clothing much, Lisa.”

“Ugg…your no fun to shop with.” Lisa looked around searching for Rock and the two prospects
that had been their shadows since yesterday. At first, Molly had been a little freaked about it, but now that she realized they were just there to keep them safe she wasn’t upset about it anymore.

“I wanna head home. I’ve gotten enough stuff to sell at the stall.” She made a motion with her hand at Rock who was leaning against the wall with the two prospects sitting nearby. He nodded and they came over.

“What’s up?” Rock asked.

“We wanna head back.”

“Thank goodness!” Said the younger of the two prospects. “I want to get home there’s a bonfire tonight.”

“Slim didn’t tell me about that.” Lisa said.

“Last minute, two patched over clubs are coming.” Rock said with a serious look.

“We still want to get back though if we leave now we can be back before they even set up.” Lisa said checking the time. It was two thirty Molly saw as she looked at he
r own watch. It had only taken three hours to get there the day before so they would be back by six thirty.

“Alright, but if your old men are pissed I’m
blaming you two.” Rock said gruffly.

“I don’t have an old man.” Molly whispered to Lisa with confusion.

Laughing Lisa hugged her shoulders. “Huh, guess he misunderstood with you living with Bone. Bone
never
lets women stay at his house. If he has sex there the bitch better be ready to leave after the deeds done. I’ve actually seen him throw, literally throw, a woman out his door once when she tried to stay the night with him.” Lisa smiled evilly. “She was always trying to act like she’d bagged Bone since he’d let her hang around the club after they’d already had sex.”

“He won’t allow me to sleep in the guest room.” Molly confessed blushing at the admission.

“Course not Molls, you’re different. He really likes you.” Following the men carrying their bags out to the truck Lisa smiled at her with delight.

Forty minutes later they were pulling the stuttering truck to the side of the road. Lisa was cussing a blue streak making Molly blush. Lisa beat on the steering wheel with one hand.

“I don’t think that’s helping Lisa.” Molly said as she got out of the truck. Rock had pulled over behind them and was already off his bike headed to the truck when Molly got out.

“What happened?” He asked Molly as she stood beside the truck lifting the hood.

“Not sure.” Molly replied looking at the engine trying to work out what might be wrong in her head.

“Shit, I’ll call Trick he can send someone out to fix it.” Rock took out his phone as Lisa came up besides the open hood too.

“Are you calling Trick or Slim
Rock?”

“Yeah, give me a sec. Bone and Slim are not gonna be happy that were sitting out here on the side of the road.” Rock
growled. “Damned cage!” He exclaimed then began dialing.

“Wait
, Rock, I might be able to fix it. No sense in calling Trick till I see what’s wrong, so he can bring the parts if we need them.” Molly was already standing on the front bumper peering into the engine.

“You can fix it?” Rock asked his disbelief clear in his voice.

Sighing Molly just nodded going back to her mental check list of things to go wrong. From the corner of her eye she saw him shoot a questioning look at Lisa who shrugged.

“Can’t hurt to let her try, Rock.” Rock nodded and put his phone back into his pocket sitting down in the grass waiting. Lisa sat down with him after grabbing an apple which she munched on while waiting.
Thirty minutes later Molly found a hole in a hose that fed the radiator. She used a repair kit she found for tires to fix it and poured some water she had bought earlier into the radiator then shut the hood.

“That should hold till we get back.”

“You really fixed it.” Rock asked in disbelief. Molly didn’t answer she just walked to the
driver’s seat and turned the key.

“Huh, better text Trick not to bother coming to fix it then.” Molly narrowed her eyes at him as she headed around to the passenger side of the truck.

“How would he even know we were broken down Rock?” Molly demanded with her hands on her hips.

“Mighta texted him about ten minutes ago.” A sheepish smile on his face as he took out his phone to text Trick.

“Really! I told you I could fix it.” Molly huffed then turned back around getting into the truck. “Whatever, let’s just get back I’m tired.”

Bone wasn’t having a good time he’d been sitting by the fire for almost twenty minutes with the party in full swing and all he could think about was Molly. He’d been thinking about her all day. Trick and Tank had teased him earlier for his distraction when they were getting ready for the bon-fire which was rowdy fun that he should be enjoying. Hell, women were all over the place and he wasn’t really interested in any of them and he couldn’t figure it out.

He watching a blond with decent tits dancing without her top a
whiskey bottle in her hand. Normally he would be all over that or one of the dozen other women here, but instead he was sitting on his favorite bench a beer in his hand watching.

“Not the same when you‘ve got a woman is it?” Slim said plopping down beside him on the bench seat.

“I’m not patchin’ her Slim. Quit trying to make me give up my balls like you and every other man with an old lady.”

“Well you’re the one acting like you have an old lady Bone. Fuck. If this had been a week ago you would have already picked out one to take home. Hell sometimes more than one
and yet here you sit looking board.” Slim chuckled while taking a swig of his beer.

Bone felt pissed that Slim was right what the fuck was wrong with him anyway Molly wasn’t here and she wasn’t even going to allow him in her pants anytime soon. He turned looking at a blonde wearing a low cut top and cutoff jeans coming towards them.

Shit
, he should just take that chick back to his cabin screw her and forget about Molly. It wasn’t like Molly would even know she wasn’t here, and she hadn’t called him today, which pissed him off to no end. It was why Trick and Tank had been teasing him all day for checking his phone every fifteen minutes to be sure it was working, like a fucking girl. Even as the thought filled his head he heard a jeer coming from nearby.

“Yep
, been acting as ball-less as you and Dog all damned day!” Tank bellowed out a laugh and that was the last straw he wasn’t letting her change him. He was taking that bitch home and fucking her to hell with Molly. Bone just hoped his cock got on board because right now it was limp as a wet noddle. He stood walking over to the chick without comment to the two yahoo’s yucking it up.

“Wanna go to my place and fuck.” Bone ask
ed without any delicacy.

“Fuck.” Tank said.

Slim was standing beside him before the woman was able to say anything to answer him. “Go dance for a minute so I can talk to Bone for a sec.” He said pissing Bone off.

“What the fuck?” Bone
asked as the woman moved away a bit to dance beside the fire.

“Don’t do this Bone. You
’re going to regret it.” Slim said meeting his eyes earnestly holding his shoulder.

“Look you may be okay with being a dickless wonder when it comes to any woman except Lisa, but I’m not
going to be one.”

“Asshole
, I have a dick I just don’t let it rule my freaking brain. I care too much about Lisa to hurt her like Stick does Brandy or your daddy did to your mother.” Slim shoved him hard causing him to stumble back a few steps. Then before Bone was steady he grabbed him again getting right in his face. Bone felt rage at the mention of his parents this wasn’t the same fucking thing Molly wasn’t here and she’d never know. Shit for all he knew she wouldn’t even care.

“I’m trying to stop you from doing something I know damned well you’ll regret when Molly finds out about it! Now man up and don’t make the mistake
Bolt made with Tina last year. We all know how that turned out.” Slim gave him a knowing look then shook him like a rag doll. “Don’t be an idiot and think that no one will tell her Bone. We both know someone will. You can always count on family to gossip like old women.” He shouted at him as he shoved Bone again, only this time Bone shoved back causing him to stumble back a bit.

“Fuck you! I’m not patchin’ her or any other woman.”

“Fine, but
I
will help her when she leaves your sorry ass over this!” Slim yelled walking away without looking back heading towards his cabin.

“Damn, that was
awkward.” Tank said then he looked at Bone. “But he’s right you know.” Then he walked away too, heading towards a group of dancing women near the beer. Pissed off about the whole damned scene, which had happened in front of several patched over club members, he walked over to the woman he’d spoke to earlier demanding. “Well?”

“Okay
.” The blonde said smiling drunkenly. He grabbed her hand dragging her to his cabin still not turned on at the thought of screwing her. When they entered the cabin that still smelled like Molly, he almost told her to get the fuck out, but then he thought about the jeers he’d have to deal with if he did.

“Strip for me.” He told her as he plopped down on the recliner Molly
preferred smelling her scent fill his head as he watched the blonde giggling like a fucking teenager, she began a slow strip tease. Seeing her taking off her top didn’t even make his cock twitch. He did feel a twitch when he thought of Molly sleeping in this recliner the other day while she was sick.

She’d been leaning on the arm her legs curled beneath her
, and she’d turned him on more laying here in this recliner than the blonde did with her large tits bare while she danced for him. She was moving slowly towards him half naked still giggling, as she cupped her tits and shook them at him. That was when he realized the slight hard on he’d gotten by thinking about Molly was gone. His dick was limp like a wet noddle. He wasn’t going to be able to fuck her because she wasn’t Molly. He opened his mouth to tell her to get the fuck out when the door flew open and a loud gasp stopped him.

“Umm….I…I
...” Molly stood in the doorway of the cabin staring in horror at the woman who’d been striping for him a few seconds ago. She dropped several bags she’d been holding as she stared with open mouthed shock. He saw the pain that suddenly filled her eyes then she turned and stumbled out the door. He jerked to his feet grabbing the clothes the woman had been throwing towards him at her. He hadn’t wanted to ever see that look on a woman’s face he thought with an ache filling his chest. He was a fucking idiot just like Slim had said to him less than an hour ago.

When he reached the door he realized that Molly had taken off running toward the bon-fire.
The party was in full swing now with two other clubs here, and
she wasn’t fucking patched.
She also didn’t have enough experience with the club to know if someone touched her to lie and tell them that she was. He spared a quick look for the blonde who was now trying to cover herself with the clothes he’d thrown at her barking out.

“Don’t fucking be here when I get back.” He was out the door before he finished speaking running towards Molly’s fading figure in the dark.
As he ran after her disappearing figure he realized he should have fucking listened to that asshole Slim earlier. Why the hell was she here tonight when she was supposed to be in Titus with Lisa? He reached the bonfire where he’d lost sight of her scanning the rowdy crowd searching. He saw Tank sucking face with a black haired woman he had pinned to a tree, but Molly wasn’t anywhere that he saw. Uncaring that he was interrupting he grabbed Tanks arm jerking him away from the tree a bit.