“She will be mine, brother with or without your approval. I will treat her like she is a fucking Queen. I never thought I would take an Old Lady, never wanted one, but then Faith got handed to me and everything was put into prospective. Shagging around isn’t good for her, I want her to have a solid mother figure in her life since her mum was taken from her.” I take a deep breath and sit back down, calming my breathing and anger.
“You all have your Old Ladies, your families and you have digs at me time and time again about settling down and finding the right woman, well I have, and she is fucking perfect Old Lady material. She knows the way of the club. I want Zarah, plain and fucking simple and I am gong to get her, brother.”
My gaze is still locked on Ace’s, his face doesn’t give anything away, he’s like a fucking stone. Bastard. No-one says anything and the silence is building to a point where you can cut the atmosphere with a knife, then he speaks.
“Okay.” Is all Ace says. Fucking ‘okay.’ What the fuck?
“What do you mean, ‘okay’?” I edge but Ace just shrugs his shoulders.
“Maze, you are a good man. You respect women, they know what they are getting into with you. I have seen you around the Old Ladies, you never disrespect them, you care for them, each and every one of them and the same goes for our kids. I just wanted to see how serious you was about pursuing Zarah,because come on, brother it was just a few days ago that you were fucking that piece we saw doing the walk of shame.”
Hang my head and taking a deep breath, before taking my seat again I look over to Ace, who is looking at me with a fraction of a smile.
“I know. Wanting more from now on.” I say and leave it at that.
“Okay, that enough of the lady talk. Maze treat her good and we be all good here, brother. Now onto this year’s club Christmas party.” Suede changes the subject after his little threat to me.
Dyson rubs his hands together and looks around the table at us. Oh, fuck God help what is about to come out of this fuckers mouth.
“I say we have a family party then the Old Ladies can leave and then we have a party, ya feel me. I’m talking strippers, dressed like naughty Santa’s little helpers, elves, snowmen, and so on.” His smile is wide and infectious, but I can see that everyone likes to keep their balls intact.
“I would love to see how Jamie reacts to this little info, brother.” EC tells him smiling. For a split-second Dysons smile faulters but he regains it, shaking his head.
“Hey, what happens in the clubhouse stays in the club house, you all know that.” He replies.
“Dyson, are you seriously saying that we should risk our lives andyesI mean thatliterally. I mean have you seen my Old Lady when she is pissed. She is Welsh, brother and has a mean streak a mile fucking long, plus, I like my balls attached to my body and I think you do too.” Court adds.
“I have two to keep happy, not risking me not getting my dick wet for some chick to flash her tits and arse at me, sorry brother, not happening.” EC jumps in.
Hell, even I know that Jamie will rip his balls from his body and shove them down his throat, if he even so much as smiles at another woman that isn’t family.
“I am on board for a brothers Christmas party, but brother, is it really worth risking it? Plus, I am trying to build something here with Zarah,”
Dyson sighs and sits back in his chair like a petulant child but nods his head.
“I wasn’t saying that we cheat is anything like that. It would just be nice to really let lose for a night, ya know, we are working our arses off trying to clear the Christmas rush in the garage, getting to Gift drive ready. Jamie is rushed off her feet at the Silver Bowl and is tired most night, too tired to fuck. I have blue balls for fucks sake.” He pouts and yes, he is actually pouting. Poor bastard.
“Just swing your cock in her direction, I am sure she will take it for a ride, this is Jamie we are talking about, Dyson. She loves your dick, hell she tells my Old Lady, about your kinky ways in bed,” Batch tells the room.
“True, my woman does love her kinky shit.” Dyson replies.
The boys snicker around the table and we get talking about a Christmas party here with all the families sand some friends that come and visit. The clubhouse is already decorated for Christmas, Lola and the girls brought in a ten-foot Christmas tree, and miles and miles of lights and wreaths that are strewn all over the place. Don’t get me wrong it looks amazing, classy, not tacky.
The kids love it, they play under the lights and listen to the Christmas music that is played and don’t get me started on the Christmas films they watch, who fucking knew that kids Christmas films could be kinda good. Some as funny as hell.
We finish up church and we all sit around talking about what everyone is buying their woman for Christmas and my gut sinksbecause I have no fucking clue what to buy Zarah, or even if I should buy her, I mean we are new and she might thing I am a dick for moving too fast. I chuckle to myself at the moving too fast part. Of course, I am moving too fast, I am a fucking biker for fucks sake.
We do our own speed.
Chapter eight
Zarah
Snow is falling hard, and it is sticking to the roads, hell everywhere. I just hope that is stops long enough for me to drive home after my little visit to Maze’s place. When he told me to come to his house and not the clubhouse I was surprised, because I never knew that he has a home away from the club.
I listen to my cars GPS and suck in a breath when I see the property in front of me. Shutting off the engine, I look out of my window and take in the stunning two-storey cottage begore me. It has cream brick work, with green wood window frames, it has a small extension added to the side and there are some vines climbing up from one side of the door, that has had twinkling lights added to it, giving that whimsical feel especially with the snow.
There are three small steps up to the property, that have some round bushes and some other greenery that finish off the look. I climb out of my car and smooth down my dress. I decided todress up but not too much, I have been in jeans all day so I thought a dress would be a change.
