Page 50 of Bayou Knights
“I’m having it delivered,” he winks and doesn’t go any further than that.
“Okay,” I say as he turns the truck down the drive and toward San Antonio. The ranch is near Laredo, but San Antonio has more choices for stores. I don’t mind the drive.
It gives me time to think while Gage and Greer talk about sports. Such a normal conversation for biker or am I judging?
This is why I don’t mind the drive, again time to think.
* * *
Zion
I wake up in my bed and soon feel a body next to me. Fuck, I fucked the new girl. Plum will never forgive me. I don’t remember much after the blow job, which I have to admit she’s an expert at. I know I had a few too many shots and dodged the glares, going back to the house. Did I bring her with me?
I turn over and see Ziggy in my bed.
“What the fuck?” I snap and he opens his eyes.
“Good morning to you too, dad.” He rolls out of bed.
“Why are you in my bed?”
“I wrestled you into that bed and then fell asleep,” he states as he heads off to his room to shower and change. Maybe I didn’t sleep with Kennedy. I want Plum and the blow job was enough of a betrayal.
I shower and dress, before heading to my kitchen and starting the coffee maker. Ziggy joins me and starts breakfast.
“You did fuck her,” he states. “What were you thinking?”
“I wasn’t.” I really fucked up.
“Do you want Plum?”
“I do, but I’m not good for her.”
“Keep telling yourself that. If you keep pulling shit like this, you won’t be. If you’re not good enough for her, then Diablo and Capone aren’t either. But yet, they’re not out there fucking other girls.”
“It was one girl, and I lost my head, and it was one fuck,” I snap, I feel like I should be the one lecturing him, not the other way around. I deserve this though. Not that a blowjob or a quick fuck is great, it’s just as bad.
“You done?” he asks.
“What?”
“You done wallowing. Plum needs someone that will love her, care for her, walk through fire for her. Is that going to be you?”
“What about the other two?”
“She has a big heart, you just have to figure out how you fit. But first we have some assholes to take care of,” he says.
“You’re right. I know I fucked up, but I want to make it right. I said all of that because I feel like she’s safer away.”
“Good. Now while you were fucking your life up, I asked around. Diablo should be VP, everyone agrees. All chapters will have representatives here. Stetson, Tex, Army and I asked around and Sawyer stays. The vote will pass with some stipulations. He will be a prospect, working his way back up. But that starts after the patch over. That happens after all this shit is taken care of. Papa Bear did voice that his guys will be here to help however they can,” Ziggy says, and I stare at him. What the fuck did I miss? Maybe he should be president.
“I don’t want the gavel. You are our president, just start acting like it,” he chuckles.
“You’re a good son,” I ruffle his hair as he passes, and he punches me in the arm.
“I know. Hurry up, we need to go.”
“Okay, bossy,” I snicker as I finish my breakfast and coffee.
