UnLove Me - The Angels Warriors MC Complete Trilogy Box Set (11 page)

I open the front door to Eden’s house. Closing it behind me, I hear the girls moving around in the kitchen; a familiar sound I remember hearing lots of years ago. Eden, Lilly, and Hilary were always up to shenanigans back in the day.

“So what happens if you do see Mason around?” I hear Eden’s soft voice ask.

“Kick him in the nuts? Or go all stealth and run the other way before he sees me,” Hilary says snottily.

“Really?” Lilly says with a chuckle. “I don’t see why you don’t just get that shit over with. Maybe if you tell him the truth, he’ll realize that he was the biggest asshole ever, thinking you cheated on him.”

“If he wants to believe that, whatever. And, anyways, I need someone to deliver the papers to him. After he has those, trust me, I don’t want to be anywhere near him. Can we stop talking about this? Seriously, you already grilled me last night about this. I told you the truth about Trent,” I hear Hilary admit.

Hearing enough, I walk into the kitchen and see Eden bending over, wearing just a thin white cotton t-shirt and panties, as she grabs the coffee container from the bottom cupboard. Fuck, seeing her ass bent over like that, I just want to rip her blue panties off and take her right there over the counter. Too bad Lilly and Hilary are here. The two of them are seated at the small round dining table. I always thought this kitchen was too damn cramped. Not much room for a crowd in here. I would remodel it if I thought Eden would accept it. The linoleum needs replaced—it’s peeling up around the baseboards and bottom cupboards.

“Morning ladies,” I say, grinning around the room. All three girls look like they should go back to sleep. “Hung-over?” I ask. I already know they are; well, except for Lilly since she is pregnant.

“Shut up!” Eden groans out. She opens the coffee maker lid and frowns.

“What’s wrong? Are you out of coffee?” Lilly asks her, confused.

“I don’t know.” Eden places the coffee can on the counter and pulls out a white folded up piece of paper from inside the coffee maker. “What the hell?” she mumbles.

She unfolds the paper and scans it, her face paling. She drops the letter to the floor, and then backs away from it, looking scared.

Hilary and Lilly both go over to her, pulling her into their arms. I walk over and bend down to pick up the letter.

Eden,

I’ll be out in just a few months’ time. You know what that means, right? I’m coming for you. This shit was all your damn fault. I also hear you’re back to bein’ all shacked up with that fucker Jasper. Didn’t you learn your lesson the first time? No, you didn’t. Don’t come crying to me when he fucks another bitch behind your back again.

And, don’t worry, you might think you have his protection, but in the long run, he’ll never be able to save you. Remember that.

Daddy

That fuckin’ bastard! I’m going to kill him.

Lying on the cot in my tiny cell, I hear my name being called. “Big Willy, seems you got a visitor,” Officer Harte says. “Hands out.”

I do as he says, placing my hands through the opening of the cell door. Once the metal cuffs are on, I step back, letting him open the cell door. Following him to the visitors’ area, I try to drown out the heckles and shouts from the other prisoners.

Inside the visitor’s room, I see him. A huge smile turns up on my face. I walk over to the table, sitting across from him. “She got the letter, I take it?” Everything is falling into place. I can’t wait to get out of this shit hole. That little bitch daughter of mine is going to have hell to pay when I get out of this prison. If she thought I was a cold, unfeeling bastard before, she hasn’t seen nothing yet. And if her pussy boyfriend tries to stand in my way, I will make sure he goes into the ground at my hands. I heard what he did to the old club—fucking sickens me. Pansy ass mother fucker’s going around pretending to be some sort of do-gooder.

“Sure did. Thanks for writing it,” he says. I didn’t want to involve the ungrateful cunt; I have my own plans for her. It was part of their plan to get Angel riled up, though, to make him lose control so they could take the club back. When I get out of here, shit is gonna change, that’s for damn sure.

“Happy to help a brother,” I say. “Anyone have any clue you’re alive?” I’ll give the asshole one thing, faking his death was a smart move. Wish I’d thought to do something like that.

“Nope. Gonna stay that way for a while longer too. Got my old lady and another few members watching the club closely. Anyways, we’re done here. See you on the other side,” he says, looking smug as he stands up from the table. He nods to one of the guards in the room.

After getting back to my cell, I’m starting to think over what he said. What did he mean by ‘see you on the other side’? He usually only says that when someone is about to get killed. Better start watching my back; shit is turning in the wrong direction. I was promised a place back in the club when I’m released; not that pussy business Jasper is currently running, the real club. It’s not long before my cell door opens, and Jaden steps in, an ex-member of the Satan’s, with a shiv in hand.

I try fighting back but not good enough. I’m old and out of shape going up against this ripped fucker. He clocks me in the gut with a left hook, leaving me gasping for air. He laughs at me. “Come on, old man. You used to be able to give a damn good beating. Funny how the tables have turned.”

I swing at him with all I can muster, but it doesn’t do any good. “Fuck, boy, you feel kind of soft, just like your old lady did when I used to fuck her.”  I figure if I can’t beat him with my fists, I may be able to talk enough shit to make him lose his focus and use his own shiv on him. “What was her name…Corinne? That’s right. Had a rose tattooed over her left titty. She loved when I would bite it.” I make my move, trying to grab the shiv, but he is too damn fast as he wraps his arms around my neck, getting me in a choke hold.

He kicks at my feet, spreading them, and then kicks the backs of my knees, making me drop to them on the cement floor. “Goodbye, mother fucker. See you in hell,” he says, cutting my throat.

I pull up to the club after making sure Eden was okay. I line my bike up with the rest in the lot and walk inside. I called them all here before I left the house—meeting time.

This place used to belong to Satan’s Law MC, but after the guys and I got the crew cleaned out, those of us who were left, banded together to make this building not only our clubhouse, but also into a place that would serve as headquarters for our mission. It took us a while to get the funds, but once the community started taking us seriously and saw that we were doing good work, they aided us in finishing the job. I can now proudly say that we are able to accommodate the families in need with room and board under our protection.

I look over at the playground that now sits where my father used to have wild parties—funny how things change.

I walk inside and check on the families we’re currently protecting. I’d move Eden and Glenna in here if we had the room, but, right now we are only setup to keep two families at a time. They seem to be adjusting well and feel pretty comfortable here. It makes me feel good, helping those who need it.

I go into my office and take a quick look at my project board to make sure I cover everything. Everyone is waiting for me in the large conference room.

I take my seat at the head of the table. My old man used to sit at the head of a very different table in this same room, only he wasn’t calling a meeting to do good. He was planning to move guns and make a dirty dollar.

I call the room to order and get everyone’s undivided attention.

“First up, round the clock watch on Eden.  Some fucker managed to get in her house and put a fuckin’ letter from her father inside the coffee maker.” Shock goes through the club, and most members look angry. “I want to make sure this fucker can’t get in again. Sweep the property, stand guard. You don’t have to hide. Maybe it will be good if we make ourselves seen. Maybe, if we’re visible, whoever left that letter will back off. T-Bags, you’re on main Eden duty,” I tell him. He just nods, obviously not happy to be pulled out of Mona’s usual group.

“Second, we have a charity ride this week. We need to get that sorted with who’s doing it, as half of you already have work this weekend.” I look to the women who are standing mixed around the group. “Betty, your group is in Devon this weekend. Pick fifteen to make the trip with you. After Tuesday, that’ll be done, and hopefully that fucker will be locked up,” I say to her. The case she’s on isn’t pleasant. Some high school teacher was raping two fourteen-year-old girls in his class. He wasn’t caught until one girl couldn’t take it anymore and told her parents. We’ve been making sure that bastard stays away from them.

“Mona, you’re in Drayton Valley this weekend, taking care of the Chambers’ kid. Make sure you go over your testimony with the lawyer tomorrow, and take Mic and Dom with you.” She nods. She witnessed this little boy being beaten by his father when she drove through, decided to put a stop to it. The bastard was shocked when he was taken over by a woman, but she didn’t back down. She got the boy on her bike and drove straight to the police.

“Everyone else, we’ll meet up at the elementary school for the ride, to get the donations flowing in town first, and then we’ll go from there. School needs new desks, computers, and that new gym. Wanna see that happen. Now, is there any new business we need to discuss before I turn everyone loose?”

No one has anything to add, so I call the meeting to a close. I grab a stack of flyers one of the old ladies had printed up and ride out to town to start getting them posted at all the popular local businesses that like to help out with our cause.

*~*

When I go back to the warehouse and get cleaned up, I store my bike away so I can take my truck. I decided to take Eden and Glenna out tonight to the Festival of Lights in town. Be nice just to spend time together.

I make it to the house in record time and head straight inside.

“You guys ready?” I shout through the house.

“Yeah,” Eden yells back.

I don’t hear Glenna, and it disappoints me. I was hoping to spend time with her too. But I’m not disappointed for long, because the twerp decides to surprise me from behind, jumping up on my back. “Gotcha, Angel!” she giggles.

“That you did, Glenna,” I say chuckling as I spin her around. This kid is a little wild one, always up to something; reminds me of her sister. She’s prissier than Edie was as a kid, though; she keeps twirling her braids and grinning from ear to ear with excitement. For all the shit she’s been through, she sure is resilient and bright.

“I know you lied about being Miss Monica’s boyfriend,” she whispers in my ear. “I won’t say anything, because I know how much you love my sister, but I hear her sometimes, talking. I think, if she knew, she’d be really hurt.”

“How old are you again?” I ask her, shaking my head in disbelief. Kid is smart and catches on quick.

She gives me a giant grin. “Sixteen,” she says with attitude. Her little chest is puffed out, and she giggles, flipping that hair.

I laugh. “Sure, kid. Don’t worry about this, though, okay? I’ll talk to Eden about the Monica stuff when the time is right.” Shit, I was hoping that I wouldn’t have to bring this shit up any time soon. I want to get Eden back, not drive her further away.

She gives me a glare. “You better mister, or I will have to beat you up.” Her fist is bawled up, and she is shaking it at me. Yup, just like her sister.

I give her a smirk and shake my head, running my fingers through my hair and trying to shake off the feelings of deja vu. Being in this house takes me back.

I’m playing around with Glenna for a bit when I finally hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I look up and see Eden coming down. She finally took everyone’s advice about her scars—not to be ashamed and work it—because her hair is tucked behind her ears.

“What took you so long?” I ask her, confused, when I take her appearance in. She’s not wearing any makeup, and she’s only in jeans and a t-shirt, but damn, that t-shirt hugs her body nice and snug. I am about ready to tell her to put on a jacket; don’t want everyone seeing how nice her tits look. But at the same time, I like people seeing she is hot and all mine.

“I was having a bath,” she says, grinning wickedly.

I know what that means. When we were younger and just dating, anytime she would bathe, it was because she wanted to shave, so it would take her forever. I know she has the same thing on her mind that I do.

I shake my head and smile at her. I can’t wait to get those smooth legs wrapped around me later and bury my head between her thighs. But first, I promised my girls a night out.

“Everyone ready to go?” I say, hoisting Glenna up and swinging her around to my back.

She yanks my hair playfully and squeals. “You betcha.”  Eden just smiles and nods.