Just a friendly wager between myself and the governor. – Senator Brennan TullyIt was not a title fight. And other than the ones that came with her, Taz doubted that anyone was there for her. About half the club had come. Patch, Brute, Toad and Trig had all reached out to clubs in the area for places to stay while Kevin and Taz each received a hotel room, with Riffraff staying with Taz.Prior to the fight, Kevin was allowed in the locker room because he was her trainer. Toad was allowed because he was listed as her manager. Celt was allowed because he was her lawyer. Brute, Knuckles and Scrapper were allowed because they were her relatives. However, Riffraff was stopped at the door. Taz held on to his hand, not wanting to be separated from him. But security stood firm. Celt, dressed in a very expensive suit, stepped forward and demanded to speak to whoever was in charge. They all stood there waiting for the Bellator rep and Celt sent several text messages on his phone. “I’m sorry,”
Win or lose, I’m still proud to be your coach. – KevinAfter the three five-minute rounds, it came down to the judges. She lost by two points. Taz was in the shower in the locker room with all the showerheads on. When Riffraff came around the corner, he found her sitting on the floor, beneath the spray, hugging her knees to herself. He made a small gesture and the other men nodded and made their way out of the room. Riffraff stripped out of his clothes and went to join her. No words were spoken between them as he sat down and pulled her close to him. He held her for several minutes, allowing her time to cry and grieve for what she had worked so hard for.“I’m proud of you.” Riffraff eventually whispered. Taz leaned her head against his chest and wrapped her arms around him. Several minutes later, they heard someone clear his throat. “Hey, guys,” Knuckles called out, “Taz has a press conference in five minutes.”“Go dry off and get dressed.” Riffraff said kissing the top of her head
I have all kinds of questions. – PriscillaA little before nine, Taz met Priscilla in the hotel lobby and they went to the conference room that had been scheduled. They would be riding back later today and were both already dressed for the road. Thick denim jeans, club t-shirts, biker boots and leather jackets. Taz still had her hair in the braids from last night. Priscilla had also pulled her hair into a French braid. “I’m pretty sure that your dad is not letting you stay at a clubhouse on the weekend.” Taz said putting her jacket on the back of her chair. “Where did you stay last night?”“With the president’s daughter.” She said getting set up with her little recorder and notebook. The other fighters started to arrive as they continued to talk. Priscilla had gone and checked out the college yesterday morning with her dad. She liked it, but would rather attend the one back home. They had a better mass communications program. Once everyone who had agreed was there, Priscilla thanke
Saint Valentine was executed today. Have some chocolates. – PriscillaKevin had called training early because it was Friday before Valentine’s Day. He knew better than to wait until the last minute to do something for his wife of fifteen years. It only took him fourteen years to learn that. Taz unlocked the door to their room and flipped on the lights. In the center of the bed was a large mixed flower bouquet with a red envelope laying on the corner of the bed. She picked it up and pulled out the card.On the front was a beautiful sunset over a mountain lake. Inside was a poem that was at least twelve layers of cheesiness. Riffraff must have agreed because he wrote gag at the bottom. On the blank side of the card was a note in his handwriting. *Pack a bag for us and be ready to go by two. Your Valentine, Riff*It was just after one now. Suddenly, Kevin telling her to go get a shower and not to worry about weights made more sense. Taz was in and out of the shower in less than 30 minu
Either my cousin is a freak, or a genius. – RiffraffOnce they were back on the road it did not take them long to arrive at the lake cabin. He carried the bag in as they entered the small building. The whole place was one giant open room. On the far wall was a staircase that led to the loft bedroom. Tucked under the stairs was a full bath. Riffraff had seen the cabin once before and knew that the bathroom was bigger than it appeared. The area with the shower and oversized tub was in a separate area. The enclosure was one way glass and he planned on watching the sunset tomorrow from the tub with Taz. It was too late, and too dark, for that now. But a shower under the stars was on the schedule.“How about a shower to wash the road off of us?” Riffraff asked huskily, closing the door behind them and dropping the bag. Taz nodded looking at him. “Are you, umm, on birth control?”She whispered as he stepped towards her. “I brought condoms.”He smiled down at her. “Me too. I think that we n
Piss her off. See what happens. – Absalom to a prospectThe weekend came to an end and they had to return to the real world. But the real world had changed. Their poorly kept secret became common knowledge. Where he had expected to hear snide comments about the age difference, he received nothing but support. Every time that church was called, the brothers expected him to claim her, put his patch on her. Fear kept him from doing what his heart wanted. Taz won the fight in March, her first win with Bellator. They had gone back to the cabin to celebrate. May rolled around and again they celebrated the win after her fight. Then she earned a low-level title fight in June. This gained her an appearance with the local sports show a few weeks before her June fight. As always, Riff took off from work and went with her.It was at the radio station that everything started to fall apart. Walking into the building, Taz was confronted with the epitome of feminine beauty. Hips that could make S
The scabby hoor. – Nessie“I think we need to quit seeing each other.” Riffraff said quietly once they were in his room.“Why?” Taz asked surprised.“This, whatever this is between us, is not going to last.” He explained.“What the hell, Riff?” she asked raising her voice slightly. “Where is this coming from?”“Let’s just say that I realized something today.”“That fucking bimbo.” Taz said as she left the room, slamming the door behind her. She ignored the looks from the men that were in the hall as she made her way to the stairs.“Hey, darlin’. You okay?” Nessie asked as she met Taz in the hallway leading to the gym. Nessie was Toad’s niece from Scotland who arrived in January and took over the kitchen. Taz knew that Knuckles was crushing on her. But didn’t know if a
Motorcycle club president: part time businessman, part time party guy, part time therapist, full-time house mother. Who the fuck knew? – ToadToad poured another three fingers of whiskey for himself and Knuckles. He sat the bottle down on the desk before leaning back in his chair.“He mentioned the blonde.” Toad said. “Well, he mentioned the lady. He didn’t say anything about her tits or her trying to get his attention. You want to guess what he did notice?”“If he didn’t notice the short skirt or the Dolly Parton tits, did he notice anything?” Knuckles asked. “I have never heard my cousin speak so badly of someone. Especially someone she didn’t know.”Toad chuckled. “Riff wasn’t very kind either.”“They both disliked her. What’s the problem?”“The bimbo, as they both described her, assumed that he
I’m very good at being Sophia. I just don’t like being her. – ShilohThe door to the Shack opened and a large group of men in suits entered with a woman in the middle of their pack. As they moved through the building, the men moved off and took up positions around the large space. The woman stopped in front of Pagan who wrapped her up in his arms.“We’re going to get them back.” She quietly promised.“I know.” Pagan whispered against her neck.She pulled away from him and pressed a kiss to his lips before she turned in his arms. “Werewolf, what do you know?”“They were taken by Aranya. We know where their president is.” He answered.She spoke in Italian, and six men stepped towards Werewolf. “Tell them.”Werewolf nodded and pulled up the map on his tablet. He explained where the Aranya clubhouse was located and what he knew of the buildings. “Don, with your leave?” Nico asked and Sophia nodded.“Yes, bring him to me.” The men turned to leave. “Nico," Sophia warned, "do not spill any
Mother, I’m not sure who you think you are but let me assure you who you are not. – SophiaNico leaned over and spoke softly in Sophia’s ear. “Do not let her take hold again. You are in charge of her. You control her.”Sophia nodded and gave him a small smile. She needed the reminder. Shiloh only had to be Sophia for a little while longer. They were winning the last few hold outs over to their side. There were a few that her mother still had convinced that it should be her stepson to take the position.With Sophia at his side to make it legitimate.Otherwise, he was just another son of just another capo. Elizabeth did not want to admit that she had moved down the ranks of the family. When she had first married Joseph, he had been second in line to the throne. His older brother and wife were both killed only a few weeks after Joseph had married Elizabeth.Joseph would be the next to lead the family. But then, the inner war took place and Joseph was caught in the crossfire. His father,
I don’t give a damn how it’s done. I just want it done. – PaganPagan was hammering out his frustration along with the hot metal on the anvil. It was the second day of the meeting with the family, and he was missing his wife.He couldn’t help the smile that crept across his face when he thought of Shiloh as his wife.When it was confirmed who her family was, he understood why she did not want anyone to know that they were married. Until everything was settled, it could put him and his girls in danger. He didn’t understand everything about her family, but he knew it worked like the Saints.They had a family leader and CEO of the company. Shiloh was Nonno’s only living heir and should take his place. Be the next CEO. But it was not what she wanted.She would do it out of duty and obligation. And Pagan was certain that she would be good at it. Shiloh had a good mind for business and could lead the family and business with very little effort. But her heart was n
If it goes well, you will never have to use your old name ever again. – NicoPagan loved waking up in the morning with Shiloh in bed with him. Most mornings, he woke up with her sucking on his cock. Or his balls. Or moving between the two.This morning was no different. He moaned as his hips thrust up and she took him all the way down to his base.“Fuck, babe.” Pagan growled.She hollowed her cheeks and bobbed up and down on him. His hands fisted in her hair and guided her as she bobbed, and he thrust. Pagan pulled her off him and towards him for a kiss.“I need in you.” He said between kisses.Her hands moved to his shoulders as she moved up his body. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Shiloh wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. Moving his mouth to her neck, Pagan guided her onto his cock. “Pagan.” She sighed as his head pressed against her folds, sliding into her slickness. He growled again
I love you, Shy, but if you say you’re going to wear a white dress, I’m calling bullshit. – GertieSaturday after they got married, Shiloh went with some of the other ladies to a bridal shop. Surrounded by so much white and ivory, she and Gertie stood out. They looked at each other and shared a smile before they both busted out laughing.“Yeah…” Karan smirked. “I don’t know if we’re going to find anything for Shiloh here.”“Yes, we will.” Rye assured her as she walked towards the back of the large warehouse style store. The rest of the women all shrugged and followed her back. They weaved their way through racks and racks of gorgeous white, ivory and pale pink wedding gowns. There were large and puffy ones, others that were slim and fitting. And there were yards and yards of skirts, hundreds and thousands of beads. Satin, silk, taffeta and tule.Several of the women stopped to admire a gown or dress here and there. Mia pulled one out and held it in front of her.
I won’t even tell Toad. I’ll just tell him that we got the marriage license. – PaganPagan and Shiloh walked into the Shack holding hands just like they always did on Church nights. Ashlyn ran towards Priscilla to show the teen the new outfit. Alyssa headed for Athos to try to con him into a ride. Pagan was never sure if she was going to try for a ride on the bike, or a horse.Nessie looked at the couple as they came through the door from her usual table between the pool tables and the couches. She grinned at them, and Pagan headed towards her having learned not to avoid her. Nessie always knew way more than she should and said that the ghosts talked to her.Pagan had seen the poltergeist activity. Heard her say things about people that very few knew. “It looks good on yeh.” Nessie grinned at Shiloh. “What?” she asked quietly.“A new last name.”They both were quiet as they stared at her.“Yeh’ll not hear it from me. It’s not me place. We can put it
This is just for you and me. The other wedding will be for our girls. – Shiloh Shiloh walked into the front office of the fab shop and did not miss the loud annoyed sigh from the woman behind the counter. Pagan had told her about Carrianne and admitted that if it wasn’t that she was so freaking efficient, he would certainly fire her.But she kept the shop stocked with the iron and other metals that they needed. The other supplies and equipment were never low. Water and sports drinks were always on hand in the coolers and protein bars on the shelves. Project schedules were laid out with monthly, weekly and daily time allotments. Custom jobs were priced and bid for a hefty profit while not discouraging the buyer. Phones were answered when they had to be, although she preferred emails. And those were responded to within a business day at the most.Pagan knew that she did most of her work while she was at home, and he had no problems with it. Carrianne had told him onc
Most people make the mistake of overcooking the lasagna. – NicoOn the second Saturday of the new year, Nico invited himself over to teach the girls how to make authentic Italian lasagna. He showed up with almost all the ingredients that they would need. As he mixed up the pasta dough, he explained everything to the girls. Pagan and Shiloh sat at the table watching them. “Daddy always just thaws out the lasagna and puts it in the oven.” Ashlyn declared and Nico acted like he was going to die in the kitchen.Shiloh laughed at her cousin as he lay on the floor clutching his heart, mumbling a prayer in Italian. “I’ve made it from scratch before.” Pagan grumbled with a smile.“You never made the pasta.” Ashlyn pointed out.“Or the sauce.” Alyssa added.Shiloh laughed harder. “They have no loyalties to you when it comes to food.”“None.” Pagan agreed as Nico slowly and dramatically stood back up. The girls were helping him as he clutched the cabinet door
I don’t think that you understand your place within this family. – Elizabeth GiordanoPagan and Shiloh spent New Year’s Eve at the Shack while the girls went to a kid’s party over at Chance’s house. He knew that his new wife would not be comfortable with the New Year’s Eve activities and hosted the annual party for the kids. When Pagan had called Chance at ten in the morning, Rye answered the phone whispering.“Hey, Pagan.”“Good morning, Rye. How are the girls?”“Still asleep. Hang on.” Pagan could hear her moving around in their house and then she took a picture. A moment later, his phone chimed as the picture came through and he clicked the speakerphone button before he moved the phone so that both he and Shiloh could see the screen.Chance was lying on his back asleep on the living room floor. He had his niece, Morgan, asleep on one shoulder and Alyssa asleep on the other. He looked happy and content asleep surrounded by a dozen or more club kids.