Bring her for church. The other old ladies will be here also. – Trigg
Monday before the wedding, Chance drove the hatchback over to Pop’s Place for church. Rye rode in the passenger seat, nervous. He had explained that Pop’s was smaller than the Shack, there would not be near as many people there.But she knew that a lot of the women that had been his lovers would be there. Karan had admitted that she had been with him before she and Cookie became serious. Somehow it was different with her. Probably because she liked Karan before she and Chance got involved. Even before she would talk to him.Mia would be there. Although they started off rocky, it was getting better. Alana said that she would be there. For moral support, and possibly wine.Chance pulled into the lot and parked over by the Nomad that his sister drove. As he got out, some of the guys that were standing outside called out to him as he had expected.“Did she already take your man card?”“Nice rI don’t know if it’s a good idea, mom. Just try to keep it mild. – ChanceChance could hear the laughter before they reached the common room. He looked around and spotted Rye. She was in the jeans and shirt that his mom had bought her. The jeans and pink Harley Davidson shirt were new and expensive. Two things that Rye hated.Werewolf propped himself against the wall next to his youngest brother. “I’m hoping we missed mom’s turn. I don’t need to know the first place that she had sex was.”“Ain’t that the truth.” Chance said just as quietly. "I already know too uch about her sex life." He grumblede and his older brother laughed.“Come on, Rye.” Sid encouraged. “I would ask Karan where her first time was, but I don’t think she could remember that many people ago.”Karan flipped her off while smiling. “I remember exactly where I was when I first had sex. It was the same place both times.”“I can’t.” Rye said quietly. “Can’t remember?” Siobhan asked. “I
I love you, Chance, but me and Cookie are going to Vegas after your wedding. – KaranRye had met with Trigg several times so he would know how to do the wedding. His officiant style was anything but normal. Saturday afternoon, she stood in the little room off to the side where Karan and Alana had left her waiting for the knock. Being an orphan, she had no one to walk her down the aisle. Chance had simply grinned and said it was covered. Something was up with him. Rye had been kept to a small area of the Shack and mainly in this little room. This was very unusual. When the knock finally came, she opened the door to see a man in a Marines uniform that she did not immediately recognize. He smiled at her and offered her a bouquet of teal, pink and white carnations. Something in his smile seemed familiar.“You look so much like your father.” The man said with a voice thick with emotion. “You probably don’t remember me. I’m Colonel Charles Pierce. I served with your
Just say what you feel. You’re saying it to me. Fuck everyone else. – ChanceRye looked at Chance as they stood before his president wearing dark jeans, a light teal oxford shirt and his cut. He had even bought a new pair of lace up motorcycle boots. Chance had replaced the standard black laces with custom bright teal ones. Admittedly, he liked the way it looked. What he liked even more was the way that her face lit up when she saw him changing the laces.With Rye, it was the little things that meant the most. The small gestures that told her she was important to him. He knew it had been a long time since she believed that she was important. It was his mission to make sure that she knew that she was very important to him.Chance couldn’t wait to see what she would do when Gremlin tattooed her name on his ring finger later. He knew she wasn’t ready for a tattoo of her own just yet. Someday, she would be ready, and he couldn’t wait to see a property tattoo on her back.
What happens between us, is no one else’s business. Fuck them. – ChanceThe simple white cake with pink and teal decorations was cut. The bride and groom fed each other bites. When Chance leaned in to nibble icing off her lips, there were a few catcalls. Rye blushed and Chance whispered encouraging words in her ear. The whole time, Priscilla was snapping pictures with her digital camera.The groom’s cake was cut, and Chance fed a piece to Trigg. The older biker was happy to be getting cake. “That’s it? Just one bite?” Trigg grumbled with a giant smile.“I didn’t marry you.” Chance laughed. “Get your own damned cake.”Although he continued to grumble and complain about the lack of cake, he was obviously happy for the couple. Part of the patio had been cleared off and Anthony led Rye out to the makeshift dance floor. It had been difficult to pick a song. No one wanted to play a song that was obviously for a father daughter dance. But they didn’t want to pick just
Mr. Chance, I thought you were going to wait for me so we could get married. – ElizabethWednesday Chance went back to work so that he could get payroll done. Karan returned the same day. Rye was off for the whole week and spent most of the time catching up with her family. That night, Tilly was teaching Rye how to make chicken cordon Bleu in the kitchen. Every chance they got, they were in the kitchen with Tilly teaching her how to cook or bake. Slowly, Rye’s confidence was building in the kitchen. The boys had said that they had gone to go help Chance with something and had left around five. The three of them were quite mysterious about it. Geo had simply grinned like a fool and promised that she’d like it. Anthony walked into the kitchen carrying a still full bottle and a very upset Michael. It was well past the time that Chance was usually home and fed the baby his evening bottle.“I don’t know what to do.” He said admitting defeat. “Chance should be
You’re about to get kicked out of here. Stop this bullshit. – SidScott and Tony went home on Thursday as they both had to go back to work. Tilly and Anthony flew out the next Saturday. Geo stayed having decided to transfer to the local university. And to prospect under Trigg. He didn’t mention that part to his parents until they called to say that they had arrived home. Monday night the two men rode their bikes to the clubhouse and Rye took Michael in her car. Sid and the other old ladies loved seeing the baby. Rye was opening up more and more, no longer feeling like she needed to be prepared to run.Sid was rocking a sleepy Michael and Rye went to rinse his bottle. She was putting the bottle back together when she heard someone enter the kitchen wearing heels.“What are you going to do when he gets tired of coddling you? A man like Chance needs to fuck.”“Our relationship is none of your business.” Rye said, trying to sound confident. “Sure, it
I’m going to make the suggestion to you first, we may discuss it in couple therapy next week or so. – CarlyIt was the second Thursday after the confrontation at the clubhouse. Rye had talked to Carly about how it felt more like playing house than being married. Carly had made some suggestions for her. “Start small. Invite Chance to sleep with you. Let him know that it’s going to be platonic, nothing physical.” Carly had said it as if it would be normal for a wife to make this request. “He knows your fears. He understands them. Be patient with yourself. They may be small actions, but they are big steps for you.”Rye had thought about those words a lot over the last few days. Once again, they were rattling around in her brain. Along with her insecurities and fears. For once, curiosity and want were bigger than the fears.Currently, she was laying in the large bed tossing and turning, with sleep eluding her. The soft teal and pink floral print comforter seemed heavy o
I envy you, baby sister. You have a future. I’ve seen where I’m headed. – Leigh AnneChance looked up when he heard the lobby door open notification from the alarm. Rye had her interview with the principal today. At Karan’s insistence, she had taken the day off. But had promised to come by when it was over.Instead of Rye, he saw another familiar face. It was almost skeletal under the bruises. She was having a tough time keeping herself upright. “Leigh Anne, are you okay?” Chance asked walking out to her. Karan stood in her doorway, phone in hand. As expected, it rang, and she told the Wolf Pack rep that everything was fine. “You’re baby sister’s friend.”“I’m her husband, Chance.” He said gently. They had been married for about a month. Sharing a bed for a week. It still thrilled him to say that he was married. “Good. She deserves a good guy. A good future.”“So do you. We can help you.”“Can you?”“There’s a treatment facility that
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.