Chapter 2
-:- CHAOS -:-
Walking into the clubhouse, I throw the middle finger at Wings as he talks bullshit about me being his little bitch for the day. I head to Axel’s office and knock on the door.
“Come in,” Axel shouts, and I enter, finding Mia sitting on one side of the desk and looking over paperwork.
Mia smiles, then asks, “Is the lady okay, Chaos?”
“Her name is Victoria, and she is currently in a coma,” I state as calmly as I can.
Axel gives me the raised eyebrow, which means tell him everything, and I do. Slowly and methodically. I even tell him that something feels off, and that I stupidly said I was Victoria’s boyfriend.
Chuckling as he looks at me Axel responds, “Yeah, it sounds off. Get the kid’s and mother's details and have Specs look into them. Let’s see if they are hiding something. But you got yourself a girlfriend, hey?”
Mia giggles. “I’d like to meet her, Chaos. I can come with you to pick up some things she may need once she wakes, if that is okay with you?”
“That would be great because I really don’t know what I’m supposed to take up to the hospital for her,” I admit.
“Go home, shower and change, then come back for me and I’ll go with you. I’ll get the ladies to watch the kids for me. Summer is with Carrie today. For some reason Carrie has taken a real shine to Summer and takes her all over the place with her. I don’t mind because I know she’ll be fine with Carrie.”
Carrie is Fox’s woman, and she’s Fist’s sister. They are great people and we all love and trust them implicitly. Fist would kill anyone that hurt his sister, and that includes Fox.
“Okay, Mia, I’ll bring the SUV. Be ready because I have to go back up tonight to have a quick visit. Got to keep up appearances.” I smirk because honest to goodness, this is either going to be a colossal disaster or immense fun. We’ll just have to wait and see.
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Walking into the second-floor apartment that is Victoria’s, I notice straight away it is sparse, but it has throws and soft touches in a few places.
“It’s a nice place, Chaos,” Mia says as she walks around slowly. “She lives alone; that is obvious. The kitchen has the bare minimum you can use in it. Same for the living room.”
I follow Mia as she opens the door to a bathroom. Tidy, but again not much in here. Shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, hairbrush, hand wash, and two towels. Oh, in the cabinet underneath the sink are feminine products, which I glance away from.
“Okay, look around for anything that tells us about Victoria the person. Any letters, phone numbers, cell phone, something personal. I’ll get the things she’ll need when she wakes.” Mia turns and starts placing things into the bag she brought with her, and I wander out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.
A small bed, dresser, and a dining chair. That is the limit of what is here. Opening the top drawer of the dresser, there is pretty underwear in a variety of pastel shades. Geez, I’m not messing with this.
The next drawers have t-shirts, jeans, joggers and two pairs of shorts. Everything neatly folded, clean and smelling fresh. Yeah, I pulled them out and to my nose. Floral, but light and fuck it goes straight to my dick.
Downstairs I look around the living room and there is nothing, not even a TV. She has books she’s reading, as she has those yellow tab things sticking out the side of some. MC romance, Vikings, Aliens, and one has a Highlander on it. I can’t help but grin at the romantic vibe she has going on.
By the time Mia comes down, I’ve looked through the kitchen and there is nothing. I can’t find a single thing that tells me anything about her. I’m definitely going to speak with Specs.
“Okay, I have what she’ll need. Now if you are going to be her boyfriend, you need to get your hair cut and make yourself presentable. You’ve gotten messy over the last two years, and it’stime to tidy up. I don’t want to see you with any freakin’ skanks either,” Mia snarls and I can see she’s not joking around either.
“I’m decent-looking, Mia,” I try to defend myself.
“If you want Victoria to wake up and say ‘Wow, I got myself a really awesome guy’ then you gotta look like one. Now, a haircut before she wakes up is the first step.” Mia drags me out of the apartment, and we are back at the clubhouse before I know it.
Two hours later I’m sitting in the clubhouse kitchen after Mia and Amelia dragged me to have my hair cut and a neater shave than the one I’ve been sporting. I have to admit it suits me, but the back of my neck feels exposed.
Prospect Jack is helping Sybil do something on the side of the kitchen counter, and I can’t help but think he’s so quiet you don’t even know he is around most of the time.
I’m going to watch him closely because I reckon he could work at the range with us. He was heading down a dangerous slope when we came across him, but he is solid and he’s made his mark at the club with the women. They are all rather protective of him, and he in return is with them.
“Jack, do you want to follow me for a minute?” I shout.
Turning to look, Jack gives me a nod and walks toward me. I head out the kitchen door over to the bench where I take a seat and wait for Jack to sit, too.
