“All right. Do we want to throw down in a chapter room or do you want to get Half Ball back? Let me know which one is more important to you, Veep.”
I’m challenging my vice president and everyone at this table knows why. Smokey has been a thorn in my side since I got the president patch. Granted, I knew that he was in the club longer than myself, but he didn’t get picked. My dad was the president before me and when he died, he left it all to me. Which meant, passing up his Veep, Smokey.
Smokey shakes his head and then says: “Let’s go see Big Sir and find out if he’s the one that took our brother.”
I nod and then finish my cigarette. The room is full of fog from our cigarettes and it’s like a dark cloud over us. “We have ten minutes until we go for a run. I want you to grab your Glocks and tell your families to get their asses here in an hour. I’m leaving one of you brothers here to watch over the prospects and the families.”
Out of spite, my first pick for the person to stay is Smokey. I know that he would watch our families but I don’t know if I could trust him. That’s the problem.
And then it clicked. Fucking Smokey was the one that tried to blow me up.
Chantal
I wait in Joe’s room as he does whatever he does behind closed doors. I’m half tempted to go outside of the door and listen to what they are talking about but I decide against it. Why? Because I would probably get lost in these maze of hallways.
I take my computer and one of the hard drives to the bed and plop myself down on it to see if any of my leads have kicked in. I smile to myself as I hear the “ding” of my notifications box buzz for me to take a look.
Before I left this morning to go see Big Sir, I began seeping into the FBI’s portal to see if I could get information that way.
I click on all of the links to see which ones pop up with information for me. What a complete shocker. A majority of the guys have a record. That wasn’t something that I didn’t expect and I knew that was a huge possibility. I quickly save all of the files and then move onto the military records website.
The funny thing about the government, they don’t hide their information that well and it makes it easy for someone like me to find the information that I need.
Joe gave me a roster of all of the brothers in his club with their real names and their road names. I start at the top of the list and then work my way down.
After I have typed in everyone’s names, the door opens and Joe stands in front of me with a worried look on his face. He walks over to me and picks up my computer to push it off of me. Once it’s gone, he blankets me with his body and kisses the shit out of me.
The heat from his hard body sets my skin on fire and I moan in his mouth. I don’t wait for the invitation to stick my tongue in his mouth and I do it anyways.
He cups my face and holds himself up with his elbows on either side of my head. That wicked pelvis of his is rubbing just right on my already too sensitive center. I gasp when he pushes his clothed dick in me and then he stops.
I’m beyond frustrated that he stopped. I want so badly to be taken by him again. I’m not going to lie, I loved giving that part of myself over to him. So sexy. “What the hell was that?” I gripe out of despair.
Before I met Joe, I had never knew that passion was something out there. I thought it was something made up and now I knew the truth. I just had to wait for a man to show me that passion is out there.
Joe brushes the hair out of my eyes and then kisses me one last time before getting off of me to go to his closet. “What the fuck is going on?” I demand after he ignores me.
“I need to go handle some business. I will be back as soon as I can,” he says to me as he loads his Glock. “But I want you to look into my Veep, Smokey. When I get back, I have some stuff to talk to you about.”
My mouth drops as he puts on his cut and then ties a bandana around his face. Everything that I thought about him had faded away as he emerged in his battle gear. Of course I knew that Joe must have done some things that are considered illegal, but I didn’t focus on that.
The way he looks right now, reminds me of a soldier going to war or something.
I don’t even think about it, I jump off the bed and run to his arms. He doesn’t have a second to react but he does catch me so I don’t fall on the floor. I wrap my arms around his neck and then wrap my legs around his waist like I’m a baby chimp. I bury my face in his neck and take a deep breath of the cigarettes and leather.
His hands wrap around the back part of my thighs and he holds me to him almost as if he needed the comforting touch as much as I do.
“What’s this about?” He asks in my ear.
I shrug and bury my face in deeper. I don’t answer him but I do sink my teeth into his neck. He hisses out as my teeth clamp against his skin and I feel a sense of accomplishment. “I don’t know. I just felt the urge to give you a hug. I don’t know what you are doing and I’m not sure I want to know. Just come back to me and we will pick up where we left off,” I say to him as I hop off of him. My feet hit the ground but he’s still holding onto the cheeks of my ass in his bearpaws.
“Bear!” Someone yells at the door and then bangs on it. “We gotta roll out, man. Time’s a wastin’!”
Joe sighs and then lets my ass go. “I want you on the bed when I get back. I don’t know when I will but you need to stay here.”
I nod my head and then make my way back to the bed. He walks out the door but before he closes it he looks back at me and winks.
I’ve known this man existed for a couple of weeks. Just a couple of weeks and I already feel as if I have a void in my life without him here. Fuck. I’m in trouble.