Chapter 8
-:- VICTORIA -:-
Once Chaos has left, the three older ladies and Star give me a look that could mean trouble. “What?” I warily ask.
Bitty takes a seat next to me at the table and pats my arm. “Okay, now he’s gone. Tell us all.”
Star has a huge smile on her face and rubs her hands together right as she takes a seat. Amelia and Sybil take a seat and all four of them are staring at me with expectation on their faces.
“Um, I’m not sure what you want me to tell you about?” I again warily ask.
Star laughs, reaching over and grabbing my hand, giving it a light squeeze. “We want to know how you met Chaos, and what is going on with you two?”
Amelia leans forward, resting her bosom on the table, while Star rolls her eyes right as she speaks to Amelia, “Get your tits off the table, Amelia.”
Now, that breaks some of the ice as we all laugh at the comment and the way Amelia moves, but gives Star a nasty look while she does. “You leave my tits alone.”
“So, Victoria?” Sybil asks questioningly.
“I dove in the river to save a little boy who had fallen in…” I pause as realization comes to me, “Actually, he didn’t fall. I remember now…the man standing with them pushed him into the river. Oh my, he tried to drown him!”
Star jumps to her feet. “I’m going back to the clubhouse. I’ll see you later, Vicky.”
We all watch as Star rushes out of the apartment, and I look at Bitty and murmur, “Vicky.” It seems I’m getting my name said as Victoria and Vicky these days, but from people I’ve only just met it feels personal! Friendly!
“So, what is going on with you and Chaos?” The three ask at the same time.
“Well, nothing is going on. He saved me when I hit my head in the river. Stayed with me when I was transported to the hospital. It seems he has called himself my boyfriend, but I don’t even know him.”
“These men don’t mess about, Victoria,” Bitty says. “If he is calling himself your boyfriend, you can bet he has marked you as his woman.”
The three all nod in agreement, and they all look damn smug with it.
Sybil speaks now, “You could do much worse than being with Chaos. He’s a good man, works hard at the shooting range. He’s been a bit of aCasanova,but that is done with now.” Sybilstresses the word Casanova, which has me frowning because that could be interpreted as being aman whore!
“At least his wild oats have been sown. Unlike some idiots who get married or into a relationship and still keep shoving their dick where it doesn’t belong,” Amelia says with a nasty look on her face.
The door is banged on, and Bitty rushes to answer it. Before it’s even fully open four elderly women rush into the apartment with a younger woman behind them. What the heck is this? A quilting bee?
“Hi, Victoria, I’m Nyx, Colton’s old lady.” Now, Nyx points to the ladies, “This is Carol, Sandy, Tina and Joan. They wanted to come and welcome you to the club.”
I blink quite a few times before I have to ask, “What club?”
“The Raging Barons MC. Now that you are Chaos’ woman you are part of the club, and once it is official, you will be in the girl gang. I’m sure Kya will be along to see you when she has the time,” Nyx replies as she is getting the women settled the best she can, grabbing chairs, and even picking them up and sitting them on the counters.
“Okay, Victoria. Spill,” the one named Joan says. Seeing my confusion, she continues, “What’s he like? Does he have a big dick? I mean he is a big man, so surely our good Lord gave him a dick to match?”
“I’ve seen Wings' dick. At the time, it was covered in glitter,” Amelia adds to the conversation.
“I reckon the women at the club have probably seen everyone of them’s dicks. Let’s be honest they have no shame and just strut around like they are peacocks. I must have seen Meat’s dick more than I saw my husband's, God rest his soul,” Bitty says with a grin on her face. “Meat has a mighty fine dick, too.”
Nyx is leaning against the counter, giving me a shrug while grinning. She mouths, ‘Go with the flow’ and I look back at the group of women who are discussing who has the biggest dick, in length, width and how much use it’s probably had. I’m sitting here thinking this is definitely not a quilting bee, it’s more like a porn show. I think I’m in shock and if it wasn’t for my concussion, I may have hit the bottle of tequila I’ve hidden in the back of the cabinet.
Three hours of this and I’m ready to scream. I know about dicks, asses, tattoos, and something about Jo, Knuckles and a stock cupboard…that was followed with a tale about a room at the hospital. Maybe this author writes from experience?
The door opens, and Delta walks into the apartment with a man behind her. “Right ladies, it’s time you all left. We have business to discuss. You know the rules about club business.”
The oldies kiss my cheek as they all file out. Nyx gives me a hug along with a giggle as she then follows them out. I take a large intake of breath because wow, just wow, they are a bit much at first meeting.
