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Softness is not weakness. It takes courage
to stay delicate in a world this cruel.
- Beau Taplin
I’m sitting at the picnic table out back soaking up some sunshine and sipping on lemonade when a gorgeous woman approaches me. She’s nothing like the skanky looking females I’ve noticed scattered around the club who hang on a few of Saint and Sinner’s brothers. Her hair’s in a ponytail; it’s blonde and reaches the top of her butt. She wears a perfect smile as she gets closer, and I take in her short, black leather shorts, white wife-beater tank top, and matching white Chucks.
“Hey,” she greets and sits across from me. “You must be Jude.”
“Yes, ma’am.” I nod and smile in return. Me calling her ma’am brings out a giggle in return.
“Please, the last ma’am was my mom. I’m Princess.”
“Your name is Princess, or do you get a nickname like everyone else?” Does she ride a motorcycle too? She looks like a different type of woman compared to the other females around here, and I wouldn’t put it past her owning her own bike.
“No, my name is actually Princess. The only nickname anyone here has given me is the Ice Queen and Cinderella.” She turns, throwing a thumb toward the back of her shirt, wanting me to read it.
“Viking’s Property?” I read aloud, the words coming out as a question and she faces me again with a nod. She’s pleased about it, obviously.
“Yep, that’s my ol’ man.”
“Wait, the big, Nordic looking guy who slammed Saint on the hood yesterday?”
She snickers. “That sounds like him, so I’m going to go with yes. He’s my husband and the President of the club.”
“Oh wow, how does he not scare you? The guy is massive.” My honesty pours from my lips, not used to censoring what I have to say around others.
She sighs, her eyes growing all dreamy. “I think it’s hot. He goes all barbarian on me sometimes, and I love it.”
I can understand, the bad boy vibe is definitely alluring. I have it myself for both Saint and Sinner, and I suppose they come off as frightening to some people as well.
“So, are you here with Saint, then, or Sinner? My ol’ man wasn’t sure which one when he gave me the CliffsNotes version of you.”
“Well, Saint drove me here, but then Sinner made me sleep in his bed, so...” I shrug, not having a clue how to answer her the correct way. I probably sound like a whore admitting I’m kind of here for them both.
Her smile brightens again, flashing straight white teeth, “They’ve never brought anyone home before,” she divulges. “I was curious about you.” She scans over me from my hair down to my lemonade. “You’re a bit young for them from what I’ve heard, but you’re also blunt. I like that.”
Shrugging, I take another drink. I’ve never been any other way. I’m glad to finally meet someone around here that seems to be friendly. The guys haven’t spoken to me much, and the skanky chicks just frown my way.
“Oh!” She reaches around pulling something free from her back pocket. She holds up a pair of black flip flops. “These are for you. I almost forgot. Viking said you didn’t have shoes with you.”
“Thank you so much. I’ve been wearing a pair of socks, but it’s felt kind of awkward. Maybe that’s why the women around here have been so blatantly scowling each time I walk by.”
“No, sweetie, those bitches are just jealous. That’s why they’re rude and give you dirty looks. You possess something they desire and can’t get, so you have to put them in their place right away.”
“What could I have? They’re surrounded by guys! And besides, I’m just me.” I point to myself and make a goofy face.
“Yeah. However, you just showed up with not one of the brothers, but two. Members are dropping like flies around here, coming home with ol’ ladies. When that happens, the club sluts are less and less needed around here, and they become more possessive in return. I look forward to the day that the majority of the members have a steady woman in their lives.”
“Club sluts?”
“Yep, the hoes trying to land on the back of a brother’s bike, and in your case, the hateful stares you’ve been receiving.”
“That’s kind of harsh, don’t you think?”
“No. In fact, you’ll learn quickly that they don’t give two shits about you at all. They want your man, and they’ll do what they can to replace you. If I remember correctly there’s one here that has had her eyes set on Saint and Sinner.”
“Lovely.”
