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He looked at it again, turning it over and looking at the seal before handing it back to me. “Give it to Warhol tomorrow, and if it’s not something still relevant, he can give it to Roughstock.”
“Are you sure?” I asked, not wanting to cause any trouble.
The Sinners Revenge had taken me in, just like Uncle Billy said they would, and I didn’t want to be the reason the club experienced any pain.
He leaned over and kissed me again. “I’m positive.”
Winking, he turned and walked out of the office as I looked at the envelope. It wasn’t unusual for people to leave important items in saddle bags, but something about this felt different. Maybe it was the fact that Nitro was killed by a former brother, which I found out a few nights ago, or the fact that it was so clean, where everything else was so dusty. Whatever the reason, I felt like this was something bigger than me, but I trusted Caleb and his opinion.
After finishing the online order, I turned the computer off and walked back into the shop. The temperature was nice outside, and a cool breeze blew through the open doors as I walked back to my workbench and began to put the items I retrieved from the saddle bag into a bag for Roughstock. I tucked the envelope into my toolbox so I could give it to Warhol the next time I saw him.
Bruce arrived a few minutes later and took the saddle bags for restoration. He promised he’d have them back within a week, saying there was only so much he could do with old leather. For the rest of the afternoon, I didn’t think about much besides the ride tomorrow.
When we finished working, I left immediately instead of staying behind with Caleb. I wanted to get the groceries picked up and make my dish before it got too late. He and I were still driving separately, but he hinted that once he parked his bikefor the winter months, he’d like for us to ride together, and the thought of that sounded appealing.
When I pulled up to the house and parked my truck alongside my unused trailer, I turned the engine off and stared at the tiny trailer I’d survived in for months. It was barely big enough to turn around in, but I’d resolved that it would be where I lived until Rooster’s debt was paid. Looking at the brick home I’d been living in for almost two weeks, I realized how unexpected life could be.
The attraction to Caleb was instant, but I’d fought my desires, refusing to let my plan be derailed. When I got sick, Caleb rushed in, kicking down all the walls I’d built around my heart. I loved him and for the last day or two, it’s all I wanted to say to him, but I worried it was too much, too soon.
Even if he called me his ol’ lady, and the brothers treated me as such, we still hadn’t said the words to each other. Shaking my head, I questioned what I was waiting for as I got out of the truck and grabbed the bags from the front seat. Using the key he’d given me, I let myself in the side door to the kitchen and placed the bags onto the island.
I wasn’t much of a cook, so I was making a cold dessert that didn’t require much skill to pull together. It was the only thing I remembered my mother making for me. Walking to the bedroom, I quickly changed clothes and washed my hands before walking back into the kitchen. I heard Caleb’s bike pulling up as I began to put the dessert together, making sure to triple it since there were so many people coming tomorrow.
Caleb walked inside, and I heard the garage door closing behind him as I looked at him. He smiled and moved straight to me, placing his hands on my hips and kissing me until I was breathless.
“Damn, I love seeing you in our house,” he commented and started to walk out of the room.
I couldn’t help but ask, “Our house?”
He glanced over his shoulder and smiled at me as he remarked, “Yep. Our house, where we’ll live until we outgrow it with kids.”
Walking away, he left me speechless in the kitchen. I never thought about having a family, and immediately, fear overtook me, but the longer I let the words settle into my soul, the more I knew that a family with Caleb was exactly what I wanted.
I just had to get Rooster and his bullshit dealt with, then I could turn toward our future and whatever it would hold.
Chapter 15
Raven
Aprospect was at the house with one of the farm trucks bright and early Saturday morning to get the food Sydney had made for the cookout, so we didn’t have to take her truck over to the clubhouse this morning. We had a club ride planned for nine, and he was standing outside at five thirty, ready to transport the food for us.
I didn’t wake Sydney when he arrived, and as much as I wanted to crawl back into bed and devour her for breakfast, I needed to get ready so we could head over by seven thirty. Being Road Captain meant I planned the trip, where we were going to stop and take breaks, and any construction or detours we may experience.
Just after six fifteen, I walked into the bedroom and looked down at a sleeping Sydney. She was so beautiful, and I had the ring and cut ready to give to her tonight. It was the first time some of the brothers would be back from their trips, vacations, or other obligations, and I wanted everyone there to witness me claiming her.
Placing the cup of coffee I was holding onto the nightstand, I leaned over and ran my nose along the column of her neck before kissing her below the ear.
“Hmm,” she hummed and rolled her head, blinking up at me as she woke up. “Good morning.”
“Good morning, beautiful. Your coffee is beside you and we have about an hour or so before we need to leave.”
She pushed up from the bed, showing her naked breasts as she reached over and grabbed the cup of coffee. I’d kept her up late last night, making love to her until she was quivering, then held her until she passed out. She never backed down and gave as good as she got, but I wanted to make sure she had time to wake up and get showered before we left.
Sydney put the cup back onto the table beside the bed and flipped the covers back. “Crap, it’s chilly,” she mumbled before placing her feet onto the floor and standing from the bed.
I pulled her against me and kissed her, not going too far since we were restricted for time. When she stepped away, I gave her a swat to the ass, and she squealed as she held onto the naked cheek. I watched her walk into the bathroom and close the door behind her before I returned to the kitchen.
When walked into the kitchen, she had on a pair of sleep pants, a shirt of mine, and some fuzzy socks. The cup of coffee was in her hands as she took a seat at the island. I looked into the almost empty cup and smiled as I took it from her to refill.
