AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“No, nope, fuck no. I definitely do not want to hear about you with any other men,” I reply through a mouthful of burger and fries. She smirks at me before taking a bite of food and quietly asking,
“What about me with any other women?” I choke on my mouthful and she laughs. I fucking love it when she laughs. We spend the rest of our dinner talking shit and laughing. Chewy has a complete whack job sense of humor and I find myself laughing harder than I have in a long time. To anyone else watching in the diner, you’d pretty much be seeing two people who are into each other.
What they wouldn’t notice, however, is that I am well aware three rough-looking guys are sitting in the diner who have been watching us with more than passing interest. I’m not sure if Chewy has clocked them at all, but they reek of trouble, and I bet they’re here for me. I need to figure out a way to neutralize the threat whilst keeping Chewy safe.
As we finish up dinner, I excuse myself to use the restroom. With every step, my heart beats faster, knowing that those dickbags are probably still watching us. Taking a moment to splash cold water on my face, I take a deep breath, waiting to see how many of them have followed me in here. I hear the bathroom door swing open with force; the door bouncing off the wall.
I watch through the mirror as two of the three goons walk in behind me, one is a scrawny man with a faded tattoo on his neck, and the other is a beefy guy with a bald head that the fluorescent toilet lighting seems to bounce off of. Both are wearing big Carhartt jackets, which seems odd given the warm weather we are having, but I don’t really give a fuck about their fashion choices.
I smirk at them in the mirror before donkey kicking the knee of the scrawny one causing him to crumple to the ground in pain, knocking himself out as he headbutts the bathroom floor tile. The bald one lunges at me, but I sidestep and deliver a swift punch to his gut. He doubles over and I grab his head, slamming it against the sink. He falls to the ground, unconscious.
I quickly exit the bathroom and come to a halt when I see Chewy in the narrow dark hallway, dragging the third guy by the hair. He doesn’t seem to struggle at all and when I take a closer look; I see he has an enormous egg on his head. I look up at Chewy with my eyebrows raised.
“I whacked him in the head with that massive pepper mill Rosie has on the counter. I grabbed it on my way back to check on you,” she explains with a grin on her face.
“Oh, I also called my brothers. I’m going to dump this guy out in the alley for pickup, then Jules is going to tag him with a tracker and some of this new surveillance tech we just got in. They’ll dump him somewhere and keep tabs on him as he scurries back to the shit hole he came from, hopefully giving us a lead or something.” I stare at her in awe for a moment before I grab her head in both my hands and I crash my lips down onto hers.
She makes a small whimpering sound before I hear a thud and then feel her hands come up and tentatively rest on my shoulders. I angle her head, deepening the kiss, swiping my tongue along her bottom lip before she opens for me, sliding her tongue along mine, and then the little minx sucks my tongue into her mouth gently and I almost come in my pants. I hear a low groan and for a minute I’m unsure if it was Chewy who made that sound, or me, but then I remember the man lying at our feet and we break apart, panting and breathless.
“You’re amazing,” I say, pressing my forehead to hers.
“I know,” she replies, and I can’t help but chuckle. The goon makes another groaning sound, and I watch as Chewy looks down at him before pulling her foot back and kicking him in the face, knocking him out cold again. She bends and rummages in the pockets of his jacket while I take a peek into the restroom to check on the other two.
“Ah, Rhodie?”
“Yeah babe?”
“We’ve got a problem.” I turn back to look at her and see that she’s pushed open the flaps of his jacket to reveal a leather cut underneath.
“I’m no expert, but that is a cut and it most definitely isn’t Devil’s Rose. Do you recognize that patch?” She looks up at me, eyebrows raised in question. Without answering her, I drag hallway guy into the restroom and dump him next to the other two. Chewy follows me in and locks the main door before checking to see whether the other two men are also wearing cuts.
I dial my brother and pace a couple of steps back and forth, as much as I can in the now incredibly cramped restroom of Rosie’s Diner.
“Marx, me and Chewy ran into a problem. Well, three problems. Three guys from Death Riders MC.”
“Fuck! What the fuck are they doing in our territory?”
“Not sure, brother, but I’m pretty certain they’re here for me. Two followed me into the restroom. I put them down, unconscious, not dead. Chewy took care of the other one.”
I hear my brother chuckle through the line.
“Of course she did. How do you want to play this?” I think for a moment before answering.
“Chewy has already called her brothers. They’re coming to collect one of these fuck knuckles. They’re going to get a tracker on him and some high-tech surveillance, then cut him loose.”
“Shit, that’s a good idea. Might answer some of the fucking questions we still got swirling around. Ok, I’ll contact Savage and see what lies he wants to tell when I ask him why the fuck he has three men in our territory, and I’ll leave the rest up to the Tombs. I’ll also call Rosie and ask her to shut down the men’s restroom for the rest of the evening and I’ll give her a big tip for the trouble.” With that, he hangs up. Rude bastard. Chewy comes to stand next to me, so close I can feel the heat of her body. She kicks the guy she took out one more time.
“We should probably get this guy outside for tagging. The other two can stay here and nap,” she says, not taking her gaze off him. I let out a long sigh.
“Your wish is my command, Chewy.” I grab him by the hair just as Chewy had earlier. I tug him through the door and down the hallway until we reach the backdoor. With an extra shove, I kick him out of the building and onto the steps below, where he rolls down to land in a heap at Tav’s feet.
“Aw, for me! Why thank you sweet man,” Tav swoons up at me, batting his lashes and causing Chewy to chuckle from behind me whilst I roll my eyes at him.
“Whatever, man, do what you need to do. Me and Chewy are going to head out to finish our date.” He gives me a chin tip and gets to work, not so gently shoving the asshole into the trunk of his car. I grab Chewy’s hand. “Come on, Chewy girl, let’s go for a ride.”
Tuesday
This has been the best first date ever! Earlier on, I had done some research into what is considered a successful first date. However, I instead fell into the black hole that is Reddit and the worst dates to happen to humanity. In the end, I figured that as long as we got some food and enjoyed each other’s company, then that was all I needed. But add in a little violence? Well, hands down- Best. Date. Ever.
