Smolder: A Devil Chaser's MC Romance (18 page)

Why does a woman need all that shit to fix her hair? She has at least 6 bottles of crap crammed into the corner of the shower just for her damn hair. Every stinking time I take a shower, one of those damn bottles falls and lands on my foot. I don’t care how tough you are, that shit hurts!

And she’s always giving me these weird looks every time I come out of the bathroom. It’s like I’ve committed some cardinal sin while I’m in there brushing my teeth. And she’s got some kind of obsession with the toilet seat. Up, down, up, down. I’ve about decided to just leave the damn thing down. If I get the seat wet, she’ll just have to deal with it. She’ll figure out soon enough why guys like to lift the seat. If that doesn’t work, I’m just gonna take the damn thing off.

I’ve really been trying to make her feel at home and make things easy for her. I even went out and bought a shitload of groceries, so I could fix her dinner a couple of nights last week. She didn’t even seem to like it. She just ate with her eyebrow all perched up looking pissed at me. How the hell do you get pissed when someone fixes you dinner? I just don’t get it.

Not to mention, the woman has more crap than should be humanly possible. Don’t get me wrong, I really do like most of the stuff she’s put around the house, but there’s just SO much of it. Every corner in that house has been filled with boxes of her stuff. I turn around, and she’s rearranged the furniture or put more crap out to decorate. After seeing how much stuff she has, I realized that I needed to add at least a few rooms to the new house I’m planning.

We have one thing going for us, though. We have incredible, mind-blowing sex. If I could just keep her tied to the bed, it’d be a dream come true. Not to mention the fact that I’m totally crazy over her. Faults and all. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I think it’s time she knew just how crazy about her I really am.

Chapter 29

Taylor

It’s freezing outside, but Renegade was adamant that he had to take me for a ride today. He has something special planned, and he said it just couldn’t wait. I asked if we could take my car, but he refused. So, here we are. All bundled up and headed off to the wild blue yonder. I have no idea where he’s taking me. I’ve tried to be patient and not ask him where we’re going, but it’s killing me. I hate waiting.

It doesn’t take long for things to start looking familiar to me, though. I stay quiet because I’m fairly certain that he’s taking me to his favorite place out by the lake. Why did he have to show me this today? My nose is ice cold, and I’m sure I look like Rudolf. He seems so excited, I just settle in and wait for him to reveal his big surprise.

When we make the last turn, I notice several large piles of two-by-fours and a cement truck close to his favorite spot. My heart drops. I know he’s going to be devastated that someone is building something here. He pulls up to the large cement foundation and kills the engine on the bike. He gets off and reaches for my hand.

“What do you think?” he asks with a childlike grin.

“I think it’s awful. I’m so sorry that someone has done this. I know you wanted to build your house out here one day. I hate they beat you to it.”

He continues to smile at me and says, “No one beat me to it, Taylor. This is ours. I wanted this to be your Christmas present, but I decided it couldn’t wait.”

“Ours? Are you serious? This is amazing, Noah! I can’t believe you did all this without telling me. I love it!” I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed. The man never ceased to amaze me. He was truly making our dreams come true one step at a time.

He leaned into me and said, “I’ll do whatever you need to make you happy. You just have to let me know what it is.”

I looked up at him and smiled. “Can you please stop throwing your socks on the floor?” I asked.

“What? I don’t do that,” he said sounding offended.

“Uhhh, yeah, you do. It kinda drives me batty, and in case you didn’t know, I can cook. I’m not very good at it, but I can. You just have to let me try.”

“I can do that. Anything else on your mind?” he asked without hesitation.

“You’re amazing in bed,” I said, still smiling.

“You’re not so bad yourself. Why don’t we go home, and I’ll show you just how
amazing
I can be.”

“Before we go, I want you to show me around our new
amazing
home. I’d love to see what you have planned. Then, you can show me just how amazing you can be in bed.”

“Alright, but we’ll have to be careful. They weren’t really expecting us to be here today, and the cement is still wet.”

He took me by the hand and showed me all his plans for the house. He was so excited, and I knew he was looking forward to moving out there. He even showed me the blueprints, and they were building me a giant bathroom. He said he wanted me to have plenty of room for all of my shampoo. I wasn’t sure what he was talking about, but I loved the plans for the bathroom and the large walk-in closet. It was going to be amazing! The kitchen was also huge. There was no way around it; I had to learn to cook.

He beamed as he walked me around the site. I loved how close we were to the water. He had plans to put in a small dock and ramp for a boat. I couldn’t wait. It was going to be hard to wait until spring to move in, but I knew it’d be worth it. He made everything worth it.

Chapter 30

Renegade

Now that things with Taylor have finally settled down, we’ve decided to spend a night at the clubhouse. Thanksgiving is next week, and the guys are having a party before some of the brothers have to head out of town to see their families. Taylor and I plan to go back to spend the day with her parents, so this would be a time for us all to hang out with everyone before we left.

Taylor was wearing her blue jeans with the new biker boots she bought last week. She was putting on the final touches of her makeup when I walked up behind her.

“I have something that I thought you might like to wear to the party tonight,” I told her.

“What? You don’t like what I’m wearing?” she asked with a frown.

“I always like what you wear, babe. I just thought you might want to wear this with your new boots,” I said as I handed her the leather jacket.

She gave me a questioning look before she took the jacket from my hands. She rubbed her fingers across the new black leather before she opened it up to see the back. A wide smile spread across her face when she saw the embroidery.

“Does this mean what I think it means?” she asked.

“Yeah. I think it’s time for everyone to know that you’re officially mine. I love you, Taylor, and I want everyone to know it.”

She reached out and wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me tightly. I could feel the moisture of her tears on my cheek, so I held her closer and whispered, “You’re mine.”

“Always,” she rasped.

She pulled away from our embrace and wiped the tears from her cheeks. She slowly pulled the leather jacket on and turned her back towards me, so I could see it. She looked over her shoulder at me as I read “Property of Renegade” spread across her back. I couldn’t believe I finally had the girl I’d always wanted, and she was now officially my old lady.

“Fuck. Baby, seeing you with that on…. Damn, I want to push you up against this wall and take you, so that when I’m showing you around tonight, you’ll smell like me, too.”

Taylor turned to face me, and her gorgeous face flushed with color. I could see the need in her eyes. When she’s excited, they darken. I loved that fucking look on her. She reached down and unbuttoned her pants while she kicked off her boots. She stood before me in nothing but her shirt and jacket and smiled. “What’s keeping you from it, Noah?”

That was the only encouragement I needed. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to me. Her legs locked around me and her hands dove into my hair, as I slammed my lips against hers. I pushed her against the wall to brace her and quickly undid my pants. “We’re going to be late,” I moaned as I quickly slid into her, thanking God that my girl was always wet and ready for me.

Taylor whimpered as I plunged into her body and bit my neck. My girl was a wildcat in bed. “Fuck me, Noah,” she whispered in my ear. Yeah, we were going to be really late.

By the time we got there, we were over an hour late, and I didn’t give a damn. I had Taylor’s mark on my neck, and my woman looked well satisfied. I couldn’t help but feel pride every time she gave me that shy grin on the way over here.

The music was loud, and we could hear their laughter before we even walked through the door. Bobby and Courtney were at the bar having a drink. Taylor went straight to Courtney to show off her new jacket. Courtney gave her a hug and acted excited for her, but I could tell she was a little jealous about it. I wasn’t sure why Bobby hadn’t claimed her yet. I knew he was crazy about her. He needed to make his move before he lost her altogether.

We settled in for the night and had a few beers with the brothers. It was nice to have some time with them before the holidays… especially now that I had Taylor there with me. They were my family, and it meant a lot to me to be able to share that time with them. They all congratulated me about Taylor. They all knew that I’d loved her for longer than even I admitted. It was clear that I was finally happy, and they joined in that with me. Even Goliath came over to say a few words.

“Glad to see that you finally got your shit together,” Goliath said as he patted the back of my shoulder.

“It took some encouragement, but I finally wised up. She’s the best thing that ever happened to me,” I told him.

“Yeah, you got a good one with her. You know, she plays a mean game of pool, too. Have you played against her yet?”

“No, I haven’t really had the chance, but I’m not worried about it. No one has beaten me yet!” I told him with pride. I love my girl, but there’s no way she could beat me at pool.

“Man, there’s a first time for everything. I’m just giving you a friendly warning. My bet is on Taylor,” Goliath said before he walked away.

My curiosity began to get the best of me. I wanted to see for myself if she was really that good. I looked around the bar, and I didn’t see her anywhere, so I turned to Courtney and asked, “Have you seen Taylor?”

“She went to the bathroom a few minutes ago, but she should’ve been back by now.”

“Thanks,” I told her as I started down the hall to the restroom.

I could hear Taylor’s voice as soon as I hit the hallway.

“You just need to stop the bullshit, Jessica. It’s over. Renegade and I are together now, and it’s over for you!” Taylor shouted.

“Honey, it’ll never be over for me and Renegade. He’ll get tired of your high class bullshit, and he’ll be back with me in no time,” Jessica hissed.

“Stop being such a stupid twat. I feel sorry for you, Jessica. You have no idea what real love is, and you probably never will. I finally have that with him, and I’m not giving it up. So, either back the hell off, or you’ll regret it.”

“Wow. Prissy Pants is trying to make a threat. I’m so
impressed
. Doesn’t mean that I will listen to it. I’ll keep working on him until I get him. You can count on that.”

“That’s enough, Jessica,” I said, stepping in. “It’s time for you to move on. I’ve already told Bishop what you did, and he agreed. Your time here with the Devil Chasers is over. Pack your shit and go,” I demanded.

“You can’t mean that! I’ve got nowhere else to go!” Jessica pleaded.

“We’ll give you a little money to get your feet on the ground, but that’s it. Go. We are
done
here,” I said coldly. I didn’t feel guilty about kicking her out like this. She’d already proven that she couldn’t be trusted, and now she’d just made threats against Taylor. That was all I needed to know. She was done with the Devil Chasers. Maybe she could hook up with one of the other clubs in town. Although, I doubted that they would put up with her bullshit either.

“How about a game of pool?” I asked Taylor. “I heard you’re pretty good.”

“Yeah, you could say that,” Taylor replied. “Come on. I’ll show you how it’s done.” She gave me a sexy wink before she walked back out to the bar and directly over to the pool table. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she leaned over to arrange the balls on the table. Her ass looked amazing in those tight jeans, and my name across her back made my dick hard. I thought it might rip out of my jeans when she bent over the table to make her move. I made myself a promise right then that sometime when we were alone I’d take her like that.

She made several amazing plays before it was my turn to take a shot. I was beginning to see why she was so hard to beat. She was sexy as hell, and she had great moves…. Goliath might have been right to bet against me.

“Your turn. Let’s see what ya got,” Taylor said as she flipped her long hair over her shoulder.

“I’ll show ya what I got, and then I’m going to take you back to my room and show you what else I got.” I gave her a wink and walked over to make my next shot. I was doing pretty good, until she leaned over the table to watch me make my next shot. I couldn’t take my eyes off her perfect tits…and I missed. She smiled and sauntered over to make her next move. I could tell she was really concentrating when she made her last three shots. She was biting her lip and wouldn’t look at me. The last ball went into the pocket, and she won the damn game. I couldn’t help but laugh as she danced around me, jumping up and down and clapping her hands.