Motorcycle club president: part time businessman, part time party guy, part time therapist, full-time house mother. Who the fuck knew? – Toad
Toad 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
Just talk to her. Women like that. Women like lots of things a man can do with his mouth. – NoelRiffraff had gone down to the bar and gotten a couple of beers. Taz took advantage of him being in the bar to get some of her stuff. Nessie was gathering her toiletries in the bathroom as Taz absently shoved clothes into her backpack. Both women froze when the door opened.“What are you doing?” Riffraff asked sadly.“I’m getting some clothes. I’ll be out of here in a minute.” She whispered, fighting back more tears.“Jasmine.” He said softly next to her. He started to reach out to touch her, comfort her, but let his hand fall. “This is the best thing for you.”“How?” she yelled at him. Neither saw Nessie slip out of the room. “How is this the best?”“You’ll find someone who’s better for you.&rdquo
Brothers will always have your back through thick and thin. Except when you hurt your woman. Then they have her back. – MollyToad watched as his brothers all looked at Taz with sympathy. A few of them offered words of comfort. Others touched her arm, shoulder or back. The one thing that they all had in common was the angry look aimed at Riffraff’s door.“Riff, best advice that I can give you right now, keep your ass in your room.” He looked from the hall to the solitary man with a broken heart. “You have some very pissed off brothers right now.”“I did what was best for her.”“If it was the best thing, why are you both so miserable?”Riffraff had no answer. Toad closed the door leaving him alone with his thoughts and heartache.“Shows over and I’m sure that you assholes have things to do.”Slowly the men turned and left
Wine and chocolate will cure anything. Unless it involves a man. Then you need a shovel and an alibi. – BecksBecks handed Taz a water bottle as she sat crying on the couch. All the kids, Priscilla included, had been sent to Yvonne's house for a movie. Tammy and Alicia sat on either side of Taz on the oversized brown sectional. Yvonne stood in the doorway, unsure of what to do. Michaela had gone with the kids, her post pregnancy hormones making it impossible for her to quit crying.There was the rumble of a bike outside and Yvonne rushed over to open the door.“Hey, pretty.” He smiled at her and offered her a kiss. “How are all my pretties? Whose pickup is outside?”Yvonne leaned into his chest and took the comforting hug he offered. “It’s Taz’s pickup.”“She here to see Priss?” He asked trying to walk around her.“You haven&rs
After seeing all the angry men in leather, I understand why you’re a lesbian. – MelAngel and Mel arrived at the clubhouse just before the girls were leaving for their night out. Becks convinced Toad to let Nessie go also. Her ex had threatened to kill her and he was protective of his niece.Toad talked to Angel for a few minutes. She did not know that her dad had ended things with Taz, or Jasmine as Angel kept calling her. He very carefully skated around the subject. Although he did not like to lie to his friend's child, he also did not feel as though it was his place to share the news.Toad made the suggestion that the two women should join Becks and the others and go out with them. Neither knew who the other was to Riffraff. Becks had to bite back laughter every time that Angel told Taz that her man wasn’t worth her tears. By the time Becks got a message from Molly saying that they were back, the two had
You know why breakfast is the most important meal of the day? Coffee. – ChanceEven though Celt was with a different clubhouse, Pop’s Place, they all knew what had happened. The day after Angel’s surprise arrival was Saturday and Riffraff quickly discovered that all of the Lowery men came over for breakfast. This had become tradition for their Saturday morning workouts.The Saturday morning workouts was a very poorly hidden excuse for the men to beat up on each other.“Did you sleep okay?” Mia asked as Riff approached the kitchen.“Not really.” He admitted.“I can’t sleep without Mia.” Celt said wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling her neck.“I need a pretty.” Molly added. “Or more.”“I really fucked up.” He sat down at the island. Riffraff smiled his thanks to Werewolf as a
It’s official. My father is an idiot. – AngelNan handed Taz a blueberry muffin and sat down at the table with her. She knew that the woman had been out here for hours and probably didn’t get much sleep the night before. Peeling the paper off her own oversized muffin, she tried to remain casual.“How was the sunrise?” Nan asked.“Beautiful.” Taz answered quietly. “Lonely.”“He has always loved sunrise and sunset.” Angel said as she and Mel joined them at the long glass patio table. “I sent him some pictures of them from all over Europe. The Vatican was my favorite.”“Paris.” Mel added with her Spanish accent. The two women shared a look as they clasped hands. Angel raised their hands to her mouth and kissed the back of the darker hand.“I’m trying to eat.” Nan teased. “You have a room upstair
It’s only spying if you get caught. So don’t get caught. – Nan“Girl, if you’re going to stand there and watch, you should tell us what’s going on.” Nan told Angel.Angel stood at the corner of the window watching her dad and Taz. Gran sat on the bright red couch amused at the two women. Her granddaughter hid herself with the dark gray blackout curtains, peeking through a small spot between the curtain and the wall. The young Spaniard was entertaining herself with the electric recliner.“He’s holding her hands, and kissing them.” She said a little dreamily and then her voice hardened. “Asshole better be begging for fucking mercy.”“I think he plans to beg for a very long time.” Nan said over her coffee mug.“Mother fucker. She looks like she’s going to cry.”Mel said something in Spanish about Angel&rsqu
Romance isn’t dead. It’s on the back of a Harley. – MiaPriscilla was sitting in the front room playing a game on her phone while her moms and dad were in the bar. Several of her sisters were also playing on the floor. The rest were running around the clubhouse with the other kids that were there.Scrapper had walked past her on the way to the bar with a prospect. He was tall, lean and tattooed. His hair was a dark brown or black with a short military style. When he glanced at her, his chocolate-colored eyes landed on her blue eyes.She snapped a quick discreet picture of her sudden crush and sent it to Camille who was at a swim and dive competition. Her caption on the text was simply her calling dibs. The response received later that night was of a sad frowny face.She wasn’t even aware that she had sighed until Brute cleared his throat.“Should I tell your dad about your go