Page 13 of Chaos
“Ignore me, Olivia, I’m only teasing,” Riot assures me.
I smile at the easy banter between them. It used to be like this in my dad’s club but since Dyno joined and then introduced his Wanker crew, it’s not been the same.
I miss the family we used to be.
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Ican see Riot and Mayhem talking to Olivia. They seem to have her smiling, which is good. I want her to be relaxed around the brothers, for her to feel at ease.
Don’t ask me why, because I have no clue.
She draws me in, I can’t keep my eyes off her. I have this need to keep her in my sights.
Fuck, I need to get a grip.
“Are we nearly ready to head out?” Tracker asks.
“Yeah, just my tent to pack away now that Olivia is up,” I tell him
“I’ll get the prospects on it,” he nods and moves off to where the prospects are loading the van.
Riot and Mayhem are still stood talking to Olivia, so I grab the bottle of water and breakfast sandwich I got her, and start heading their way.
“Morning, you sleep, okay?” I ask as I get closer to them.
“Like a baby Prez,” Riot answers.
“Not you, fuck face,” I tell him with a roll of my eyes.
Olivia giggles as Riot lets out a massive belly laugh. Her giggle brings a smile to my face. It’s an amazing sound and lights up her whole face, she really needs to laugh and smile more.
“Here, I got you these,” I say, handing her the sandwich and drink.
“Thank you,” she says as she takes them and sits down at the picnic bench that’s close by.
I leave her to it and grab her bag plus mine out of the tent, making sure everything is packed. Twisted comes and starts to pack my tent and sleeping bag away, ready to put in the van.
“Do you need to freshen up once you’ve eaten?” I ask her.
“Yes please, if it’s not too much trouble.”
“Of course, not. Get freshened up as soon as you’ve finished breakfast, but make sure you let one of us know you’re heading to the bathrooms,” I warn her.
“Why?” she asks, with an unsure look on her face.
“Nothing to worry about Olivia, just want to make sure you’re safe. Especially after last night,” I reassure her.
“Okay, thank you” she replies and continues to pick at her sandwich.
“You’re not hungry?”
“Sorry, I appreciate you getting me breakfast,” she says, with a timid voice.
I crouch down in front of her and take her hands in mine. Rubbing my thumbs across the tops of her hands, they feel perfect in mine, like they are meant to be there.
“If you are not hungry just say. You can be yourself around us, I guess you’ve had to hide yourself a little in front of Dyno. Not with us though. I caught a glimpse of your sass and fire last night, don’t be afraid to be yourself,” I tell her, hoping she understands that we aren’t going to hurt her.
