“It’s more in case you need a backup. We, of course, have our own clothes, but these are always here in case something is requested or if we’re running low.”
“Running low?”
“These guys tend to get a little tear happy when randy. If they want your clothes off, they don’t care if it’s your fave shirt… usually, it’s coming off in pieces.”
I giggled as I began to unbutton my shirt. But it obviously took far too long, so Kevlar moved in, yanking the two sides apart, ripping all the buttons off. I gasped, and my eyes opened wide.
“Fuck… that was hot.”
“Yeah, I totally understand that.”
We get to work picking out a few pieces in my style and size. I’m surprised at the range they have available. It’s actually nice to spend some time with women and do general girly shit.
Siren holds up a dress to my body, I nod my head, then she adds it to the pile.
“Can I ask? Why is your name Siren?”
Her face lights up as if warmth has ignited her very soul. “I was claimed by Nickel once he was patched in… he gave me the name. When you’re claimed, the guys tend to give their old ladies a road name or nickname, too. I was a club girl prior to him claiming me, but I still hang out with Nessie, Lexi, and Bonnie because we formed a tight friendship. It’s why I still have access to the closet.”
I turn my head to Cherry. “So, that’s why you’re called Cherry?”
“Exactly, my full Old Lady name is Cherry Bomb, but my name is Rayne.”
“Ha! This is so interesting. What about Prinie, though?”
“She’s a little different. Because she’s been a member of the club since birth, everyone already knows her as Prinie, short for Princess. Wraith kept that as her Old Lady name out of respect to her family.”
“So, it’s not her name either?”
“Her real name is Kharlie, but don’t call her that. Only her father and Wraith call her by her birth name, and her father has passed. Zero gets away with calling her Kharlie every so often because he’s her brother, but she doesn’t enjoy it… because her father used to call her that, and it makes her sad.”
I get it. I’m all too aware of what it’s like to lose a parent. It absolutely rips at your soul. “I want to thank you girls so much for this. It’s been great getting to know you both a little better.”
“You’re so welcome. It’s nice to have another female at the club, honestly,” Cherry states.
“So true. All this testosterone sometimes can get a little overwhelming.” Siren chuckles.
“Well, I’m glad to be here.”
“Let’s get these upstairs,” Cherry offers, helping me pick up some of my new clothes.
“Thanks again, Siren.”
“Anytime, hon.”
I grab my clothes, then Cherry and I walk out of the closet, through the kitchen, making our way for the stairs. A bright smile lights my face as Cherry focuses in on me. “You like being here, don’t you?”
We walk up the stairs heading for my room. “I feel like I’m finally somewhere I belong. It’s not just that I’m needed, I’m wanted, and well… it’s not a feeling I am accustomed to. I haven’t felt needed nor wanted before, and everything here just…”
“Fits.”
I shrug. “Yeah.” We walk in placing my new clothes on my bed. “I don’t know what to do to thank you, Cherry.”
She waves it off. “Just enjoy your time here. Be part of the club. Embrace the lifestyle. That’s all I ask. I hear you’re thinking of going to work with Finley? Just know she works with us, not against us with the law… do you hear what I’m saying?”
She’s telling me the club isn’t always on the right side of the law, and as an attorney, I might have to look the other way or even bend the law to help the guys here.
Can I do that?
Put my career in jeopardy before it’s even begun?
The light laughter of Sadie and Lucas echoes from their room which is all I need to hear.
I can do anything the club needs of me.
Because I will protect those kids and their father so that means having to protect the other members of this club too.
“I’m in, Cherry. I’m in so fucking deep.”
“You’ve decided you’re definitely sticking around, then?” Kevlar’s deep voice makes me jump out of my skin. As I spin around, he’s leaning against the doorframe. His arms are crossed over his chest.
He’s so damn hot right now, those biceps bulging, that cocky smirk on his face. Fuck, I could stare at him forever and not get sick of it.
“Yeah… I think I am.”
“So, shall we go see Fin about getting you back into school and shit?”
“I’d like that.”
I give Cherry a subtle nod. She grips my shoulder. “I had a great time, Jovie. We should hang out again soon.”
“Sounds good.”
“She’s a keeper. Hold onto this one, Kevlar,” Cherry states, then walks out of my room leaving me alone with him.
He steps in and over to me, wrapping his arms around my body. I loop my arms around his neck, not wanting to be anywhere but where I am right now.
“You sure about this?”
With my family history, me being here is a risk, a risk to Kevlar and the kids. But I know, without a shadow of a doubt, Kevlar would do everything to protect us all. No matter what.
“I’m sure! I’m staying here in Houston at Defiance. With you and the kids.”
Kevlar leans in, pressing his lips to mine. His tongue slides into my mouth, dancing with mine as I press my body against his. His hair tickles the tips of my fingers, running them through at the nape of his neck.
I’ve laid it all out there.
I want to be here with him and his family.
I want to be part of his family.
The way he’s kissing me back right now reassures me, he wants this too.
His strong hands move down to my ass, squeezing once, then he pulls his lips from mine. We pant for heady breaths, his eyes delving deep into mine. “Fuck, I want you so bad right now, but we need to see Fin.”
I gnaw on my bottom lip, letting out a long breath. “I don’t know when we’ll get the chance to take this further, with the kids being around and all, but damn, I’m looking forward to it.”
His cock jerks so forcefully, I feel it against the seam of my jeans. He clenches his eyes so tightly, I think he’s trying to rein himself in. “You kill me, Jovie.”
Pressing my lips to his again, he kisses me back, then we slowly pull apart straightening ourselves out. The promise of being together again lingers in the air. It’s just a matter of finding the right time.
“C’mon, let’s go find Bub, and ask her to watch the kids. We got an attorney to talk to.” He grabs my hand, and we walk downstairs and over to Fox and Bub, who are sitting with Sadie and Lucas by the pool table.
Bub grins wide, noticing us approach. “You two look cozy.”
Kevlar lets my hand go, then wraps his arm around my shoulders, pulling me to him. “Jovie has decided to stay. Permanently. We’re going to go talk to Finley about getting her back into college and a job.”