“Wow, how did you manage to grab everything I love, and from my favourite place? I don’t think I have ever told you what I love from there,” I mention as I make my plate. Ice places a cooler in front of me and a beer in front of him.
A blush tints his cheeks. “I asked Dani. She said you loved Chinese and Mexican, but only she was allowed to buy you Mexican.”
I burst out in laughter at those words. “Yeah, that sounds about right. I told her once that if she bought me burritos, I would drop my pants for her.”
He seems to choke on nothing, and I look at him with a smirk. I know where his mind had gone. “Wow, now that’s good information to know,” he says with a wink.
My phone rings, and I look over to see Viking’s picture show up. I roll my eyes and ignore it. When I look up at Ice, he gives me a questioning glance.
“He’s probably phoning to ask why you are here. The place has cameras everywhere, except the bathrooms,” I tell him.
“Does that bother you?” he asks.
He stares at me for a few moments and gives me a serious look.
I shrug my shoulders. “Not really. I knew about them when I first moved in. He said that he would have taken them down if having them up bothered me, but we both decided to keep them up because they helped to reassure him that I am safe when he is away for work. Honestly, I didn’t think he really checked them anymore.”
“Well, I’m not here for anything other than trying to be your friend. I’m not trying to steal you from your husband. That’s not the kind of guy I am,” he tells me like I didn’t already know.
“Trust me. I can barely handle one biker. There is no way I’d ever be able to handle two,” I say with a dry laugh. I’m trying to feel the humour in my statement, but I just don’t feel it. I haven’t felt happy in a long time.
“Do you want to talk about it?” he asks me after we are quiet for a few moments. Everyone wants to know what’s going on, but I’m a really private person and honestly, I don’t really know myself.
I shake my head. “Not really. It just might be time to realize that this marriage has run its course,” I say with a sad sigh. I fight back the tears that want to fall.
“Well, if there’s anything you need help with this week, just let me know,” he tells me. I have a feeling that he’s being genuine in offering me the help and company.
“Well, since you offered, there is something wrong with the plumbing,” I say slowly.
“Alright. I can do that. What’s wrong with it?” he asks while getting up.
“Wait, let’s eat first before you get started on that. Tell me more about yourself,” I say as he takes a seat again.
“What do you want to know?” he asks while looking at me.
“Well, why did you decide to transfer here?” I ask him.
“One of my club brothers married my high school sweetheart. It was weird as fuck seeing them together. It was hard to be around them, and I figured I needed a change anyway. I grew up in that town and decided on a fresh start,” he tells me.
I wince at how awkward that must be. “That doesn’t exactly sound like a fun time,” I tell him.
He shakes his head with a low chuckle. “No, it really isn’t. Things didn’t really work out between us. Still, it was weird as fuck seeing her with someone in my club.”
“What happened? If you don’t mind telling me. If you do, then just ignore that question,” I say awkwardly while taking a bite of my chow mein.
“It’s okay. We are going to be friends, right? Friends know shit about each other,” he states while looking at me.
I nod my head in agreement.
“Well…”
Just before he starts to tell me any juicy details, the front door slams open. I let out a sigh and roll my eyes.
“Anastasia!” Viking hollers.
“In here, but you already know that,” I say loudly.
Viking walks into the room and looks seething mad. “What the fuck is going on here?”
