SIENA 14
It was nice to have my parents here; to see them again, even though I had to try to appease them over what they saw today. It doesn’t usually happen or, at least, I hope it doesn’t. It took a lot of convincing from my side for my parents to finally agree to leave without me. Maybe next time I see them it would be better if it were away from the club.
I felt terrible for Esmeralda, but even though she was a little shaken, she seemed to take it quite well. But after the little bit that I’ve heard about her past, it’s understandable that she is used to violence. Dag was furious. It was clear to see after she explained what happened and his expression filled with murderous rage. He asked Freya to take her to her room to rest, which she refused the minute he left, saying that she was fine and that the fresh air was all she needed.
“Does this happen often?” I ask Anastasia as we make our way back towards the club, entering through the back as not to disturb the men.
“We are at war, but no, it doesn’t really come this close to us,” she says as she slides her arm through mine. “I like your parents.”
“Thanks, they just worry about me.”
“It’s understandable.”
“Would anyone else like to go for a swim? I think that’s what I need,” Esmeralda suddenly says as she stops near the door to the inside pool.
“You know,” Freya replies, “I think that’s actually a good idea. I could use a nice glass of wine while I relax.”
“Now you’re talking, I’ll go get the wine and a juice for you.” Anastasia says, smiling at Esmeralda as she pulls away from me. “You guys go on in.”
“I don’t have anything to swim with.” My clothes haven’t been collected from my apartment yet, which has left me with borrowed clothes that the others have kindly let me use.
“I’ll tell you what. Let’s all be naughty and go swimming with our underwear, as I don’t feel like having to go and change now.”
I know that Freya is just being nice because of my lack of clothes, but I nod with a smile as I open the door to where the interior pool and gym are. It still amazes me at the lavishness that Tor has put into everything at the club. Sometimes I still doubt that I’m in a motorcycle club when I see some of the things that they have, like this interior pool with its beautiful interior plants, the sauna, and the gym with everything we could ever want.
Eirik said that Tor was some kind of Viking lord in his day, and it’s easy to see by the way lives. I still haven’t been here for one of their parties, but Anastasia and Freya say that it’s an experience that one never forgets because they doubt anyone else has parties like Tor does.
Apparently, since the war started with the Desperados, there have been no more parties because they worry about the security, and today goes to prove that anyone can be a foe. Pulling off my T-shirt, I lay it down on one of the loungers next to the pool. My tan-coloured bra is not exactly sexy lingerie, but it will do. The problem is that I have a G-string on which don’t cover as much as I would like them to, but the women have seen me naked before when they used to help me into the shower and out, therefore I’m not as self-conscious as I would have been a few months ago.
“I hope I look like you when I get pregnant.” Freya says
Turning to look at Esmeralda that has just sat on one of the loungers in a black bra and panties, I smile. It’s true, Esmeralda has a small baby bump, but she looks so cute pregnant, that anyone would wish to have a child to look like that.
“When are you planning on that happening?” Esmeralda asks as she lays back, sighing.
“I don’t know. You know what they say about the Elementals. When it has to happen, it will.” Yes, they have mentioned that contraception doesn’t work where elementals are concerned and that pregnancies only happen when the time is right. There are some couples that go years without a child sometimes and then one day they are pregnant. There are others like Dag and Esmeralda that fall pregnant immediately.
Bion assured me that a pregnancy won’t be a problem, and that all the experiments they did didn’t ruin my possibility of pregnancy. When I think about Eirik and what a great father he will be, it makes me smile. I still have my doubts sometimes about the fact that he only wants me because I’m his mate, even though the woman he actually loved was his wife.
Just the thought of him loving someone else fills me with sadness, he shows me all the care and passion any woman would be more than happy with, but is it real? Does he love me as much as he loved his wife? “I got us one white and one red,” Anastasia says as she walks towards us, a bottle in each hand, and I see a juice bottle under her arm, drawing me away from my depressing thoughts.
“I prefer the white.” I call out.
“I don’t mind either,” Freya replies with a shrug.
“Looks like I don’t have a choice,” Esmeralda quips as she sees the juice.
“Nope,” Anastasia replies, handing her the juice.
“What about glasses?” Freya asks.
“I didn’t have any more hands; we can swig it from the bottle.”
At her serious expression, I burst out laughing. “Very sexy,” I reply. “Give it here then. Let me be the first on this downfall of womanhood,” I joke as I lift the bottle and take a gulp of the wine. “Mmm, this is actually really good wine.”
“What do you expect, only the best for Tor,” Freya states as she takes the bottle from me. “Not that I’m complaining.”
“When he finds his woman, he will lavish her with presents,” Anastasia says, smiling.