The water hit my back, and Autumn had her eyes pinched shut, so she didn’t realize. I was showering with my fucking clothes on, so she didn’t think I was taking advantage of her. Couldn’t help but think I was turning into a pussy and it was all Autumn’s fault.
Her hands went to my chest, and she opened her eyes with the cutest frown on her face,
“Why are you still clothed?” She said, and yeah I was asking myself the same fucking question as I grabbed the soap and went to wash her.
“Being a fucking gentleman,” I muttered.
She laughed. “And how’s that going for you?”
I looked at her dryly. “Cold.”
And that made her laugh harder.
Chapter Thirty Five
CAGE
Leaning my bike to the side, I walked towards the brick house. Seeing her neighbors looking out their window. Made sense. Doubt they saw a biker around these nice suburbs.
Bringing a fist to the door, I waited for half a minute before it opened and I looked at the woman that was currently causing the club a headache.
She was meant to drop the fucking case. I had threatened her. But realized when she didn’t drop it that the insurance was coming into play. That insurance being me having fucked her.
“You know I can ruin your career and life right?” I said, keeping my voice semi friendly. It was hard to do because she had ruined the progress I had made with Autumn. Now I was starting from scratch with her.
Because I slept with this woman.
What Autumn said ran through my mind again. She said that I’d always be loyal to the club, and that would be our problem.
“Blackmailing me?” April said “Threatening my marriage, and my career, do you have no morals?”
I leaned in, smirking. “No I don’t. And If I hear about the case again, I’ll fucking destroy everything you hold dear.” Heard the kids playing in the background. “Wonder if you’ll get custody if the judge sees me sitting front row. The man that you cheated with causing your marriage to end.”
The terror on April’s face was enough for me to know that she was going to drop the case. So I turned and left. It had been dealt with.
Autumn
There was no antidote for this life. Once you are in, you’re in it for life. There is no getting clean or getting out. It just didn’t happen. You always had ties to the club, to the lifestyle.
So you either embrace it, or run and pretend like you can get away from it.
I don’t know when it flipped in me. Perhaps when I realized that the club was and is family. Maybe that was when my attitude towards the club changed?
I lit up a cigarette staring at the gym. This was going to my first move embracing the club life and making my own mark in the underworld.
The gym was about to reopen, and I was going to be working the desk, till I trusted some of the club girls to run the desk. But to begin with, I’d be running it. I learned from Hawk that the less people that knew about your operation the better it ran, and the less chance of it getting exposed to the wrong people.
The gym had been rebranded, with new signs, and a new attitude towards a ‘healthy’ lifestyle. The sign said above the building,The gym for addicts wanting the perfect body.
I dropped my cigarette hearing the bikes coming.
Aaron and Lit were coming to help me reorganize the equipment. I wanted a different set up from the previous owners.
The bikes got louder, coming up the side road. Seeing the jet black bike, with the reaper painted on the side of the petrol tank, in white paint. My eyes went off Cage’s custom softail slim, and on to him. I was not expecting him.
“Morning,” I said, watching Lit, Aaron, and Cage climb off their bikes.
Lit gave me a look, as if to say he was here because he had to be and not because he wanted to be. Him and I still hadn’t smoothed things out. I knew we needed to because he wasn’t going anywhere, and neither was I.