Page 29 of Property of Madman

“Audrey, this is Bull,” I introduce.

She beams and shakes his hand. “Nice to meet you.”

“You too, doll. I hope you know what you’ve signed up for with this one.”

“Oh, he’s not too bad most of the time.” She flashes me an amused look, and it only makes my heart swell more in the moment.

“I hear some more bikes; I’ll go grab a beer while you greet your other guests,” Bull offers, and I promise to find him soon to catch up.

The Massachusetts brothers roll in next, and I find myself tugging Audrey along. As soon as they’re off their bikes, I’m pulling them in for man-hugs, clapping them on their backs, and shaking hands.

“Winger, Camo, Halen, I can’t believe your crazy asses made the run down here! I thought maybe Camo, but all three of you brothers?” I tug them in again, a bit caught up in my feelings that their chapter would honor us with three members visiting, considering how far away they are from us. They probably took a week or so just to get here.

“I’ve got rooms ready for the three of you, that you can claim in the clubhouse. I hope you’ll kick back and chill awhile, I know the brothers will be wanting their chance to drink you fuckers under the table again.”

My shit talking is met with loud laughter and shit talking from them in return, then I’m introducing the love of my life. I swear, having her by my side makes my ass stand a little taller. We walk and talk as we lead them to the back where everything’s set up, then we’re on our way up front, waiting for more to arrive.

“Any chance I’m going to meet this infamous Big Daddy, I heard you speak of before?”

A smirk finds its way to my lips as I flick my gaze from top to bottom, taking in her delicious, curvy body. “Why? Do I need to start having you call me big daddy when I’m taking you from behind?”

She beams, her smile so wide, her cheeks probably hurt momentarily. “There you go with the caveman act.”

“It’s a madman act, babydoll. ‘Cause make no mistake; I’d do absolutely anything for you. You’re my woman, my ol’ lady…you’re mine.”

“And you’re mine?” She responds.

“Damn straight.”

“Good, and I was asking about Big Daddy because I’m picturing a burly man looking like Santa Claus.”

A chuckle escapes as I say, “Sure beautiful, just keep picturing him like that.” She doesn’t need to know he’s a president you don’t fuck with, that you show him respect, and keep your ass straight in the club life. My baby’s new to this world, but I can only shelter her for so long, unfortunately. At some point, it’s all going to catch up to me, and she’ll learn what one percenter truly means. I can only hope she’ll still love me then, like she does now.

She interrupts my thoughts, asking, “Who are they? They have different cuts on.”

“Oath Keepers, they’re a large Texas club down the road a bit. They have several chapters in Texas. You’ll see them again in the future.”

“And they’re our friends?” Her curious yet innocent eyes stare up at me, and all I want to do is kiss her until we’re floating.

She’s so damn cute when she gets like this. “Yep, they’re like us, some good guys in the mix, some crazy fuckers in there too. For instance, this young guy approaching us is Odin, the vice president. His older brother, Viking, is the prez of his chapter.”

“Madman! Got something for you. Heard you and your ol’ lady have a houseful.” He reaches inside his cut, pulling free a tiny black thing covered in fur. “Every kid should have a Dobermanwatching their back,” he opens his hands, a little puppy curled in a ball, sleeping, and holds them out to Audrey.

Her mouth falls open, “For me?” She asks.

Odin nods, “And for your kids. I know you have a fierce ol’ man who will protect you with his life, but now he has a little backup when he’s busy with club business. No dog’s more loyal than a Doberman; they’ll love and protect your children like no other.”

She tears up, whispering, “I always wanted a puppy, but would never allow myself. It wasn’t fair with us being so busy…but now, I can love this baby too. Thank you.”

I clap Odin on the shoulder, “Fuckin’ Oath Keeper, stealing my woman’s heart,” I tease, and he laughs. He’s always been a free one with his smiles, unlike his older brother, who is known for being a psychopath at times. I’m not judging, I get it, especially when having an ol’ lady and kids.

“Cain suggested it. His Dobie just had pups, so now our dogs are cousins.”

I snort and shake my head, walking with him and his woman, Cherry, to the back with the others. “Thanks, man. Make y’all yourself at home. Are more of you all headed up?”

He nods, “The twins are right behind me; they stopped for gas.”

“Sounds good.” I nod and watch as they head straight for the table full of liquor, greeting a couple of my brothers.

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