WickedSomething was wrong with Chelsea. I just wasn’t sure what it was. For one she didn’t answer my texts. Not one of them.It was like when she went back to school all over again. Her ghosting me completely. I just wasn’t sure why. We had had an amazing weekend. Sure towards the end, she had been preoccupied but she had been fine when I left. “Where’s Young Blood?” I wanted to get on the road. Now my brother had finally arranged a meeting with Gent I was eager to put some miles behind me. Plus of course the sooner we left the sooner I could get back and find out what the hell was going on with Chelsea. And I really wanted to know what the hell was up with her.Ruin glanced up. “I asked him to go and help Chelsea.” As always when I asked about his sister Ruin was totally oblivious. The smile didn’t even falter on his face.“Everything ok with her?” Holding my breath I waited for him to answer. Maybe he could shed some light on her sudden icy behaviour. “Yeah, she wanted some he
Chelsea He loved me. Wicked had finally said the words that I had been dreaming about hearing. And he had done it in the middle of Cali’s baby shower. I could feel their eyes on me. But I couldn’t turn away from Wicked. I wasn’t sure who the hell had told him that I was pregnant but whoever it was I couldn’t bring myself to be too angry with them. They had made Wicked own up to his feelings. Reaching up I drew his head down to mine, my lips hungry against his. My hand curling into his hair. “You are in love with my sister?”My brother's voice was the thing that drew us apart. But it was Wicked who reacted first. Pulling me into his side he half stepped in front of me as he turned towards Ruin standing in the doorway. “Ruin.”“Answer the damn question Wicked are you fucking my sister?” My brother’s voice was rising. “I’m not fucking your sister Ruin.” Wicked pulled me in even closer. Like he was afraid Ruin would hurt me. “Well I am but it’s not just sex. Your first question was
Gentleman“Where are they?” Gemma stared out of the rain drenched window, her leg bouncing up and down uncontrollably. She was nervous, and I couldn’t blame her for that. In her situation, I would have been worried as well. The Black Aces were coming, my brothers. Men I had ridden with for as long as I could remember. Men I had fought alongside.Men who had put a hit out on the woman sitting opposite me.So yeah, Gemma had a lot to be nervous about. It didn’t matter how many times I told her that it was ok now, that Truth would not have set up this meeting if Ruin still thought she was the one responsible for his father’s death. She was still nervous.She vibrated with it. It made her body shake. The hand that was wrapped around the steaming mug of coffee was trembling so much that hot liquid spilt over her fingers, making her skin red and blotchy.“Gem.” My hand came down over hers, pulling away the cup before she could really hurt herself. I flattened her shaking hand underneath m
GentlemanI heard them coming before I saw them.The heavy thud of biker boots on the polished hospital floor was unmistakable.It was Ruin himself that came into view first, Truth close behind him. Both of them looked haggard, the dust and grime of the road clinging to their skin and clothes. They wore equally wary looks on their faces as I stood to meet them, straightening my back with a crack where it had cramped up from sitting on one of the hospital waiting room chairs for too long. Those rickety pieces of plastic weren’t meant for men my size.“Brother.” Ruin nodded his head in greeting, stopping dead in front of me. It was a strange thing, hearing that word. I didn’t say anything, though. I just continued to stare at the pair of them.If they had anything to do with what had happened in that cafe, I would never forgive them. If they wanted war, then I would give it to them. I was many things, but I drew the line at women and children, and I had always thought the Black Aces did
GemmaI didn’t answer, my mouth opened but no words came out. It was like I was suddenly faint. I couldn’t do anything but curl my hand around Gent’s like he was a lifeline. Which was exactly what he had been for the last year.Not just for me but for Bobby as well. I wasn’t sure how we would have managed without him looking after us. It had been almost impossible for me to find work after I started to show. No one wanted to employ a pregnant woman, and Gent had stepped up without being asked. He had been the one to make sure I had everything I needed for the baby, that we had a roof over our heads and food on the table.Hell, he had been the one to hold my hand as I gave birth, the one to cut the umbilical cord and the first person to hold Bobby. And never once had he complained. He had done more for us than a lot of biological dads had done. One day Gent would make some woman really happy. He would have a family and children of his own. But for now, he seemed to love being Uncle
GemmaNever in a million years had I thought that moving home would be such a logistical nightmare. But then again, what did I know? When we had run, it had been with nothing but what I could throw into a backpack.Going home, although it was hard to think of it as home now, was a different ball game altogether. Bobby had a lot of things, a crib and clothes, and it was going to take a van. Ruin hadn’t seemed worried. One call was all it had taken, and the Black Aces had come down en-masse. A guard, he had said, our very own little convoy to make sure we were safe on the road. Personally, I thought it was a little over the top, but I wasn’t about to argue with him. Even if I had wanted to, I didn’t think Gent would let me.The drive back, complete with removal men and a half dozen bikers, had taken a relatively short amount of time. But I had to admit I was glad when we rolled past Cooks and headed towards the gated compound that was The Black Aces’ headquarters.It was only then that
Gentleman It was almost like I had never left.Almost.As we were swept apart, I couldn’t help but look for her. After all of these months of looking out for her, it was second nature for me to try and find her, and as I was pulled into the main room of the clubhouse by my brothers and a frosty beer was handed to me, I found myself sweeping the room for any sign of her.There was none, and it instantly put me on edge.I needed to see her before I could relax. Leaning forward to put the untouched bottle back on the table, my fingertips skimmed the thigh of one of the club girls. One I didn’t know. Not that it seemed to matter to her. She stopped instantly, her pretty young face turning down to me expectantly. Her black-rimmed eyes searching my face. “Hello.”“Hi.” I gave her a smile. Obviously, she liked what she was seeing, and I should have been used to that. In the past, I would have been on her instantly. But now?Behind the curve of her hip, I watched as Gem made her way into th
GemmaEverything looked exactly the same. Even down to my clothes in the wardrobe. The only thing that was different in my tiny little one-bedroom apartment was the fact that someone had already put up Bobby’s crib in the corner of my room. There were several dozen moving boxes stacked up by the window. It was almost like I had never left. But it didn’t feel like home. It felt nothing like the home I had spent the last months craving. It was like I was a stranger here.Even with my living room full of the sounds of quiet laughter from the friends I had missed so much, the place felt empty. It was like there was a great big gnawing hole, and it was because Gent wasn’t there. I wasn’t fool enough to think differently. He had been like my shadow, the one person I could rely on. My knight in shining armour...or worn leather anyway. Not that he had worn his cut, but sometimes I had seen him touch it with a look of pain on his face.He had given up so much when he had taken me to safety.
Gent“Baby.” I stared down at her face as she blinked her eyes awake, confusion making them cloudy.I had sat by her bedside for hours, worrying and not able to do anything but wait. The doctors said she was okay, that her burns were just superficial but I couldn’t help but worry.“Baby, it’s ok.” I smoothed back her frizzy hair. The usual silky strands were singed. She would have to have it all cut off, but it was a small price to pay.Panic ripped across her face as she struggled to sit upright, her eyes wild.“Bobby...”Gently, I forced her back against the pillows. My touch was light, but she hissed in pain anyway. “Gem, look at me. Bobby is safe. Parker got him out.” She visibly relaxed, all the fight leaving her as she relaxed back. Tears sprung up in her eyes. “Thank god. He’s a good boy. Brave. Even when Young….” She trailed off. Her bottom lip started to tremble. “Young Blood?”“Dead. You don’t have to worry about him anymore. You and Bobby are safe.” I wanted her to believe
GentMy hand raised to those behind me as a lanky figure detached itself from the looming industrial buildings flanking the road that surrounded the gates of the Black Aces compound.Parker was hunkered down, with something clutched in his arms. My heart stuttered to a stop as he looked up at me with wide, terrified eyes. Stepping away from the body at my feet, I rushed over to him. “Parker.” I reached for the baby in his arms, and he shied away like I was a threat. I let my hand fall to my side as Ruin came up. His face troubled.“Hey, son, it’s ok. You're safe now.”Finally, recognition flickered to life in Parker’s eyes. “Ruin?”Ruin folded the boy into his arms. “Right here, Parker. Right here. You’re safe now, I promise. Give the baby to his dad. Are you hurt?” Ruin was talking in a rush of words. But somehow, Parker understood them. Bobby was passed over to me, and I wasted no time in checking over his tiny frame. He looked unharmed, but I was still going to make Young Blood h
GemmaThe sound of a gunshot echoed from the darkness, making me jump. In my arms, Bobby let out a wail. I clutched him closer to my chest. My hands reached up to cover his tiny little ears.“It’s ok, it’s ok.” I wasn’t sure who I was speaking to. Him or me. But it was a mantra I kept mumbling in the back of Young Blood’s car.I had expected him to take us out of town and fast when he forced us from my tiny flat. So it was a surprise when he pulled up in front of the Black Aces compound.The man on the gate, someone I didn’t recognise, had seen the cut on Young Blood’s back and waved him forward with a friendly smile. Just one brother welcoming another. He didn’t see the gun until too late. Young Blood shot him without warning. There was no other sound but that loud boom. It echoed in the empty road. But it gave me hope. Surely someone in the clubhouse would have heard it. They would have realised that something was happening and they would be ready. They would help Bobby and me. “
GentSome son of a bitch had set fire to my shop. There was no way it was an accident. The smell of the accelerant was strong even after the fire department had doused the flames. Someone had purposely set fire to my livelihood. The business I had spent years growing. All those memories were gone. And it was my only source of legit income. Income I needed to support my family.Gemma and Bobby were my family. She would be worried about me. I had told her that I would check in as soon as I knew what was going on. With everything going on, I hadn’t managed to text her.Pulling my phone from my pocket, I frowned down at the screen.She hadn’t replied to any of my earlier messages. She hadn’t even opened them. A niggling unease settled in the pit of my stomach. There was no reason for it, but I couldn’t deny it.“You have insurance, don’t you?” Truth had obviously misunderstood the look on my face. “Yeah, of course.” “Then why do you suddenly look constipated?” As usual, nothing much g
Gent“Fuck.” Gent moved quickly. Using his much wider body to shield me from view. Not that it mattered now, they had all seen. We must have been so engrossed in each other that we hadn’t even heard them arrive, let alone knock on the door and make their way into the garden when we didn’t answer. “Get dressed.” His fingers closed my blouse over my naked chests. It didn’t seem to matter to him that his jeans were around his ankles and his bare ass on display. Gent thought about me first. Just like a gentleman. His lips brushed over mine, and for a second, I forgot the audience we had in the garden as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Someone outside wolf-whistled loudly, and I ducked my head into his chest as he laughed. “Dressed, Gem.”He stood there as I righted my clothes, his eyes never leaving me. And it was only when I had pulled my panties into place under my skirt that he finally turned. “You guys are assholes.” With a sigh, he unlocked the kitchen door. Letting them all f
GemmaI now knew why they called him Gentleman, and it had nothing to do with his almost old fashioned respect for women. Although I was pretty sure that had a lot to do with it.No, Gentleman was called Gentleman because he always made a woman cum, numerous times in my case. “You look lost in thought?”His voice made me jump. Turning in my seat, I let my eyes drift over him. His dark hair was still wet from the shower, his jeans gaping, but it was the bare chest that made my mouth water. I continued to stare at him. What was it about a shirtless man holding a baby that made my ovaries ache?Gent’s smile grew. It was like he could read my thoughts. “See something you like?”I nodded eagerly. “A shirtless man holding a baby? What’s not to like?”“So it could be any man? As long as he was shirtless and holding a baby?” One dark eyebrow wiggled suggestively. Laughing, I tilted my chin. I tried to hide my teasing smile from him. “I think I like you the best, though.”Gent stalked towar
Gent Gemma tried to hide it. But she was afraid. It wasn’t that she said anything out loud. She didn’t need to. After living with her for so long, I knew that look on her face. When Gemma got frightened, she got fidgety and quiet. And I fucking hated it.Hated that she was scared again. This shit was meant to be over. I had promised her it would be over if we came home. Fucking Young Blood had played us all. Acted like a friend and a brother so he could betray us, and he had made me out to be a liar.I had promised her she would be safe.Shaking my head, I cocked my head to the side. Listening to the quiet sound of Gem singing Bobby to sleep. She couldn’t hold a tune to save her life, but she always did it. “Gem?” Silently I padded to her bedroom. I knew she would be over Bobby’s cot. She would be finishing her song even if the lad was asleep. It was just what she did. Slowly she turned, a small uncertain smile playing over her lips. “Hi.” She whispered. “He’s asleep.” She said i
GemHe had proposed.With his dick in my mouth, he had bloody proposed. Like I would take him seriously asking at such a moment. Not that I would take him seriously anyway.It was much too soon for that. Even if we had been living together as friends for a year. It wasn’t like it had been anything but a platonic relationship. We were growing closer, and I had feelings for him, but that didn’t mean we should run away and tie the knot. I had a sneaky suspicion it had more to do with the fact that all of his friends were settling down rather than him wanting to spend his life with me.Glancing at him from beneath the curtain of my hair as I wiped down one of the dusty sides in what used to be his tattoo parlour, I studied his face. He was frowning down at something in his hands. Like the wad of crumpled up paper, he was holding held bad news.“Everything ok?” It seemed like an eternity until he smiled at me. A beautiful flash of white against the dark whiskers on his cheeks. “Yeah, ev
Gent“So you and Gem?” Ruin was trying hard to sound casual. Trying and failing. Slowly I turned to him. “What do you mean?” I knew exactly what he meant. He was worried about me sliding into the role of daddy to his half brother. He also seemed to have forgotten that I was the one who had watched Bobby come into this world. “Rumour has it you two are a couple.” There was no hesitation in his voice this time. “That you have moved in with her.”Moved in? I frowned. Sure, I had spent every night there with her body against mine, driving me insane. But seeing as she wouldn’t let me do anything but kiss her, I wasn’t sure if I could say we were a couple. I wanted to take things to the next level. And she was dragging her heels. Something was holding her back. I just didn’t know what it was. “I stay there sometimes.” I sipped my beer non committedly. Truth was, I didn’t even want it. “That’s all.” None of this was any of their business. It was none of the club’s business what went on b