Romance isn’t dead. It’s on the back of a Harley. – Mia
Priscilla 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
I love my phone. All my favorite people live inside it. – PriscillaTaz and her entourage flew halfway across the country on Thursday. This would be the first time that she was not the opening fight. She was not the main event yet. But she was still quickly moving up the ranks.As usual, Priscilla took pictures and posted them to social media. All week she had been posting pictures hinting that something big was coming. A close up of a pink rose. A fork on a plate with cake crumbs. A motorcycle tire. Rainbow lace.Every day, there was a new picture. Every day, people were guessing what was going to happen. So far, no one had guessed that Taz would be getting married.As she saw the other competitors, Priscilla told them that they were invited to the wedding. Most stated that they will be unable to attend on such short notice, which was expected. She then provided a physical address if they would like to se
Dearly beloved and the rest of you fuckers. – TriggRiffraff stood in his jeans and cut, the new ivory oxford shirt was annoying him. But as his daughter walked down the aisle with her girlfriend, he refrained from tugging at the collar again.Both women wore rainbow colored sleeveless dresses with motorcycle boots. He arched an eyebrow at them and both women grinned.Knuckles leaned forward and whispered in his ear. “I just want you to know that I like my new niece. My new brother-in-law is still up for debate.”Riffraff chuckled at his friend and self-proclaimed older brother to Taz.“I will say,” Knuckles continued, “those two make up for Taz not shopping.”Riffraff didn’t know how this wedding had been put together so quickly, but he assumed that he would be cringing when his credit card statement came in.All thoughts of money and th
I always cry at weddings. It’s practice for when I have to let go of my little pretties. – MollyTaz looked at herself in the full-length mirror one more time. Celeste had done up her hair in a fancy up do with lots of swirls and curls. Her rainbow hair had little rhinestone Bobbie pins holding it in place. No one even thought about suggesting a veil, and she was grateful, but she did have a small tiara sitting on top of her head.The dress was an ivory satin halter with a low cut back. The skirt was straight and had a slit going all the way to her waist. When she moved, the slit opened and revealed a lace ombre rainbow. She had feared that she would be put in heels. Instead, she wore a pair of ivory Doc Martin’s with rainbow laces.The door behind her opened and Riffraff stepped in and closed the door behind him. He wore black jeans, an ivory shirt, his cut and motorcycle boots. He smiled at her as his eye
It’s about time you got a stepmom. – NanShaking her head, Taz pulled on the tank top that he handed her. “I can’t believe that you thought that you were too old for me. I’m not sure I can keep up with you.”Cupping one breast, Riffraff pulled her to him with his other hand on her ass, he smiled at her. “I can’t believe that you thought I wanted something other than this.” He kissed her lightly. “You’re all I need.”“I love you.” Taz said as she stretched up on her bare feet to kiss him.The door flung open and Trevor followed Knuckles inside. Riffraff looked up from her just before Trevor scooped her up and tossed her onto his shoulder. As he walked back out of the room, she lifted her head to see her equally surprised husband looking at her as she was carried away.“You have guests waiting.” Knuckles explained with a lit
Sixteen months later Prenup? Why? I came into this marriage with nothing and my wife has all of it. – RiffraffSunday afternoon, the group arrived back at the clubhouse. They were all tired after a late night, early morning and a long flight. Priscilla tossed her overnight bag into the back of the 57 Chevy Bellaire that her sister now drove as they approached the front door. Her bike was parked off to the side and saw her dad’s parked nearby. The other one that she looked for was parked next to Brute. The fact that Leo was here made her smile.As they came into the building, the whole place erupted in cheers. There were several calls for them to see the belt. Taz was a little overwhelmed by the response. The bottom floor was full of brothers from all the local chapters. Angel came over and hugged her tightly. She had moved back home over summer; Mel was waiting for her paperwork to come through for her to begin the immigration process, Celt’s law firm was handling the legal proceedi
It’s okay, little girl. Your men are still together. – DanielThe thought was, if you were pregnant in the morning, you would be pregnant in the afternoon. With that in mind, Evie stopped at the drugstore on her way home from school. The assortment of tests all promised accurate results. But the one that simply read PREGNANT or NOT PREGNANT seemed to be the best option. They had been trying for several months and she did not want there to be any question. After peeing on the stick, she sat it aside and went to change. Taking off her work clothes, she pulled on a pair of pajama pants and a NAVY PT t-shirt. If she couldn’t have her men, she would at least have their shirt.Then she set up her desk for grading papers. When she was certain that her desk was situated just right, and the allotted amount of time had passed, she went back to the bathroom. PREGNANT She did a little happy dance in the bathroom then she went and started to grade the tests from today. At six thirty, her alarm
Scruffles. I like that one. Can I take him home? – EvieEvie lay in the empty bed looking at the alarm clock, waiting for it to go off. After nearly three years of waking up in an empty bed, she should be used to it. She hated it. Finally, the alarm began to beep and she reached out and turned it off.She tried to keep up with her regular routine that Daniel and Cade had established for her. It had changed slightly after she moved. Stretching at the bottom of the outdoor stairs to her apartment, she put her earbuds in and ran towards the small gym. Once there, she went through her regular workout and then jogged back home. After a quick shower, she dressed in the walk-in closet. Her make up, as usual, was light and natural. Slipping on her black wedges, she looked in the full-length mirror and inspected herself. She stood at five foot four and a half. That half was important when it was what made you taller than one of your other sisters. But with her wedges, she was now an impressiv
I always had a teacher fantasy. – CadeHomeroom. Who still had homeroom? No matter, Evie did not have to have a lesson plan. She just had to keep 35 teenagers from killing each other for just over an hour. Maybe a lesson plan would be needed, she thought with a wry smile to herself. The bell rang and she stood up from her desk. Most of the students quieted down and it made it easier for her hear the conversation at the back of the room. “What’s it like growing up in a house with a pervert for a dad?” the cheerleader was asking the black-haired girl. “Are you just as fucked up in the head as your perverted father?”Evie leaned against the front of her desk and watched the back corner. She saw some of the kids looking at her to do something. She held up a single well manicured finger and continued to give the group her attention.“Megan.” One of the other cheerleaders hissed. “The teacher.”“What about her?” the first girl said with a flip of her hair. “She can’t do anything. It’s jus