Heard what happened, take the day. Let me know if you need tomorrow. – Werewolf
Knuckles lay on the bed with Nessie asleep on his shoulder. He knew that the brothers had heard her screaming at night. Before they had started sleeping together, he had heard it. He had been the one to force her door open to make sure that she was okay. After that night, her door was never locked at night.Cameras were added the next day as a precaution.Whoever was on screen duty was to always have a camera on her. At first, there were no exceptions. When she and Knuckles started getting serious, he became the one exception. He had only turned them off once. They turned audio off the majority of the time.He knew that the club was aware that nothing was going on between them. It was hard to hide that fact when someone always saw what was going on.The majority of the club had heard her screaming herself awake, her whimpering in her sleep. They had seen her be startled into a paniI was trying to protect her. Someone needs to. – JamesJames knocked lightly on his dad’s door. Toad barely looked up from his phone call and just pointed to a chair. The son sat in the chair and reached for the rubix cube and his dad shook his head. It was another ten minutes before he hung up the phone. “Close the door.”James started to stand only to discover Werewolf in the doorway. The large man came into the office and closed the door before making his way to the couch. “He’s taking her out to the greenhouse to pick plants.” Werewolf said as he sat down and handed the file folder over to his president. “What you are about to learn, stays here. You mention it, and it won’t be any of us that you have to worry about.” Toad warned. “Your mother finally has a daughter, and she is not happy with her son right now.”James nodded and then accepted the file folder from his dad. Inside were pictures of Nessie from when Khan and Arnold snatched her in Germany.
It’s my choice, not yours. Deal with it. – Havi“What’s going on?” Toad asked sitting back down and pulling out his whiskey. “The decoy for Nessie was shot at last night, morning for us.” Came the answer as Werewolf grabbed sodas out of the mini fridge. “Is she okay?” the president asked as he poured whiskey into two travel mugs.“They missed and she was Israeli special forces, I’ll let you guess what Havi had to say about them.” They tapped their mugs together in cheers and both took deep drinks.“Havi? I think I met her a few years back.” Toad said topping off his drink. “She was here for another job. Her and Dom did not get along. At all.”“Yeah. I remember all that now. It was before Whip. Who was she with then?” Toad leaned back in his chair and propped his boots on the corner of the desk. “Tammy? Tommy? Hell, tits or dick?”“Tits, I think. Tory?” he imitated his presidents pose from the couch. “Pretty sure it started with a T. Tiffany?”
Oh, lass. Yeh worry about your bairns and yer men. Yeh let me do the worrying about the cake. – NessieOver the next several days, Nessie tried out different cake recipes for Evie’s wedding. The brothers gave thumbs up on all of them where as the girls and old ladies gave honest opinions. This was confirmed when she knowingly made a bad cake. Despite the men barely eating any of it, and the looks of disgust that they could not hide, they continued to praise her cooking.The women knew the truth and had a hard time hiding their laughter. The fifth attempt seemed to be the best. She tweaked it a little and made a strawberry compote for the filling. She already had a sugar free icing recipe, although she played with it a little too.The cakes were made, as were the finger foods and Christmas Eve dinner. The compound was decorated and the garden was ready for a winter wedding. Karan had insisted on Nessie having a new dress for the wedding. The girls picked a long
Nollaig Chridheil! Or for yeh English speakers, Happy Christmas! – NessieNessie’s alarm went off as always and Knuckles shoved it off the table. It fell to the floor and bounced under the bed. Still going off and even more annoying. Nessie laughed as Knuckles wrapped himself around her grumbling about the alarm. “Can’t those assholes feed themselves today?” “In me kitchen?”“Ugh, I know the answer to that. How long does that fucking alarm go off?”She laughed some more and turned in his arms and kissed him. “Happy Christmas.”“Mmmmm….” He smiled against her lips before kissing her again. “Nollaig Chridheil.”“Acht!” Nessie exclaimed. “I’ve been practicing.” Knuckles admitted. “Do you want your presents now, later or a little of both?”“I didn’t get yeh much.” She told him.“You don’t have to get me anything.” He said as he began to kiss her on her neck. “You already gave me what I wanted.”Confused, she asked, “What did I give yeh
Narwhal? You mean water unicorn? – SiobhanNessie sat with Siobhan on one of the couches in the common area. A plate that previously held bon bons sat between them. “I can’t think of the last time I had haggis.” Siobhan said with a smile. “Did Toad give you my present?”“The books in the solarium?”“Toad!” Siobhan bellowed at her husband who was helping set up a dollhouse. “Yes, my beautiful, darling, love of my life.” He answered putting the bathtub in the attic making the kids giggle. “Did you forget to give Nessie something?”“Well, fuck me.” He said and the kids around him giggled. “I’m pretty sure that’s how I ended up pregnant at forty-five.” Siobhan countered.Getting up, he told the kids not to move the oven out of the living room. He disappeared down the hall and returned a moment later with a violin case. Toad placed the black case in Nessie’s lap before he kissed her temple and then his wife. “Play us a song.” Toad requested as
I know it’s not your birthday, but you’ve been here a year and the anniversary cards seemed a little weird. – DocNessie had been at the clubhouse for one year. There were days that it was hard to believe that it had already been a year. There were others that she questioned if it had only been a year. This morning she woke up to Knuckles kissing her and telling her happy clubhouse anniversary. She had laughed at him and thought very little about it.The girls had decorated her office and made her a cake. Several of the brothers brought her cards and trinkets to commemorate her first year. Siobhan and Toad sent her a bouquet of flowers. Brute brought her some plants for her greenhouse. She was completely overwhelmed by the outpouring of love. Three weeks later, when the kitchen celebrated one year, most of it was repeated.Trigg was supposed to host Founders Night at Pop’s Place. He called Toad and Nessie asking if she could cook. His clubhouse was willing to p
All the men are calling him Lollipop. Can I make a request for his birthday? – SiobhanA week after Evie had her twins, Alicia gave Molly his second son. A few days later, Siobhan had her third son.The clubhouse was full of baby clothes, blankets and toys. Everywhere Toad looked, there was something for a baby. And for the first time since he became president, he had no problems with it. The daycare had opened and the kids that had been hanging around were now there. Karan had moved to the daycare as the education director. Zee moved into her position of morning kitchen manager. Nessie hired more girls that were employees and not club girls. They were all thoroughly vetted through the security company. And through Dom with her connections. Even Dawg at the sheriff’s department ran checks on them. James, or Lollipop as the brothers called him now, was still working in the kitchen. He was slated to begin trade school for electrician in June. After a week of gru
They’ll call to yeh, lass. The first time will hurt like a bitch. But the first time they sing to yeh, yeh’ll forget that pain. Because what yeh’ll experience then, will make you want to die. – MoiraArrangements were made. Flight plans were approved. More guards were sent to Fort Augustus. The menus were made. Orders submitted. Karan would help if Zee or Stevie had any problems. Mia would step in if needed.They would leave early Wednesday at two in the morning. First they would drive out to Boston. Then a six-hour flight to Aberdeen. Give or take thirty minutes. More on the give side. And with time zones, it would end up closer to eleven hours. “I’ve never flown a day in my life.” Knuckles said when Toad told him how long the flights would be.“You’ll still be able to say that.” Toad said slapping him on the back. “It won’t be a full day.”If he had just been his woman’s uncle, Knuckles would have told Toad to fuck off. But he was club president. And ulti