I drive out of the parking lot, turning onto the street. I get on the on-ramp, entering Hwy 50 to get home. I’m glad that it’s not rush hour traffic. I get home at a good time and park the car next to the garage. I get out, grab my bags, and walk into the clubhouse.
I’m going to talk to Demon about the internship and get a date for us.
Stupid biker.
No, I’m the stupid one.
John is so right. I’m wasting my best years waiting and waiting. My stomach twists, and my blood boils. I chew my lower lip and walk into Demon’s office. I stare at him, looking at the PC, and then he looks up, raising his brow.
“Halo?”
“Demon, what the fuck! Just Halo? Like I’m an afterthought! What about Baby, I miss you?”
“No. You are not an afterthought! What the fuck! You know that you’re everything to me, but I’m busy!”
“Demon! Really? I want to spend some time with you.”
“Yeah, well, maybe later.”
“Fuck! I’m so tired of waiting for us to start our life together, a real commitment. I want the ring, the wedding, and the fucking official Old Lady. I deserve it.”
“Halo, it’s not the right time. I need to focus on the MC. I have a shit ton of bullshit to handle.”
“Demon, it’s been forever. I’m getting tired of waiting. I want a baby, a family.”
“Fuck! A baby? We’re not ready for a baby. Do we really want a baby to live the same life that we did? It’s a fucking hard life.”
“Hell, it’s a hard life, and it’s our life. Yes, I want the baby.”
Demon glares at me, grinds his molars, and crosses his arms.
“A baby?
Fuck me!
I don’t know if I want to have a baby that will live the MC lifestyle, that would be an MC brat, then be the MC Prez someday.
It’s brutal.
I don’t think it’s the right time,” Demon says, pressing his lips tight.
“It’s never the right time when it comes to commitment!”
“Fucking straight! You’re on your last semester at McGeorge and we can talk about this then.”
“I’m applying to work as an intern at a criminal law firm. My professor’s law firm and I would be helping the domestic violence victims.”
“Right! That’s what I mean. You have a lot of stuff to finish. We need to wait.”
“Gawd! You’re so frustrating!”
I turn and walk out. I go to the steel door and walk up the stairs to drop my bags and take a bath. I need to relax, and hopefully, this anger that’s making me crazy will stop.
Okay, Demon, best give me some time tonight, or else I’ll go out with my girls to some club. I know that he won’t like it, but what the fuck? I need to feel alive and desired, even if I won’t take the flirting far.
I apply my makeup and dress in my favorite skirt and hot pink V-neck tank top. Then I pull on my booties, and spray some perfume. I know that he’s going to go wild.
“Halo, where are you going,” Mama Bear asks, walking into my room.
