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