“Well…” I think of things that she might need to know but also a way to deliver them without scaring her. “If you see my father and any of the officers having a conversation don’t interrupt them unless it’s life or death. You will know the officers by their cuts, they will have a title on them where the others are empty. There are going to be people in the bar every night, if we go down there you stay with me, my men, or yours. But you don’t go anywhere alone. And try to refrain from touching anyone’s cut. It’s a sign of possession and it could cause some issues.”
“Touching someone cut?”
“Yes, the vest that they wear, only the Ol’ ladies are allowed to touch the guy’s cuts. And only the ones that belong to them, you will see me touch Scar’s, Bell’s, and Pyro’s a LOT. I have a point to make to the club whores and I won’t be subtle about it.’
“Club whores?”
Damnit, “Yes, women that hang around the club that is public property, if you know what I mean.”
I can tell when that clicks, “So if I wanted to make sure that they stay away from Top and Hollow, touching their cuts will do that?”
Being that the compound isn’t into the city I pull up to it before the conversation is over, I stop just inside the gate and pull off to the side. I know the guys are going to be waiting at the bar for us and as soon as I pull up the conversation will be done.
“Okay,” I turn my body her way and look her in the eyes, “I don’t know what you are doing with those two but if you started touching their cuts you are laying claim to them and that will mean something to them. Something big. If you aren’t in this for the long haul then I would suggest keeping your hand to yourself.” My words are sharp, I might not know Top and Hollow, but they are a part of this club, and that makes them family.
“And if I am in this for the long haul?” My eyes go wide, and my mouth pulls into a slow smile that I worry is a little creepy, but my heart sings for her.
“In that case, touch away!” I put the car back in drive and continue down the gravel to the spot where I always park. As soon as I park up next to the bikes, I pull my smokes out of the door pocket. I lean against the driver's door and light one while Zoe gets her bags out of the car.
“You could have smoked on the drive here; you didn’t need to wait on account of me.”
“I wasn’t sure how you would feel about the smell, so I didn’t bother,” Zoe shocks the hell out of me again by taking the smoke from my hand and pulling a long drag into her lungs, and blowing it into the air.
“I grew up in a small town too, my parents smoked in the house and my mother gave me my first one at 13. I just don’t smoke at the school because no one else does and I didn’t want to be the only person sitting around smoking around a bunch of people that don’t.”
I burst into laughter as soon as all five guys come out of the bar, “That’s the same reason I don’t!”
I pull another smoke from the pack and Pyro pulls his Zippo out to light it.
“Good afternoon boys,” Bell pulls me into his long frame and ducks down to bury his face in my hair. When he takes a deep breath, he squeezes me a little tighter and there is a rumble of appreciation deep in his chest.
“I’ve missed you, dear.”
“Yeah, we’ve all missed her, now stop monopolizing our girl.” Pyro pulls Bell away from me and does the same thing that he had done, when he has breathed in as much of me as he can he turns me into Scar's arms. I expect him to do the same thing the other two had but he threads his fingers into the back of my hair and pulls my face to his.
One of his hands slides down my back and pulls my whole-body flush with his, his tongue swiping the seem of my lips. They part for him willingly. Someone clears their throat and I pull away with a giggle.
“I don’t want to see that shit.” Scar's body tenses against mine but when I run my hand that isn’t holding the cigarette through the side of his hair, he relaxes a little bit.
“Sorry Prez.”
“Hey pops!” I pull away from Scar and give my father a big hug, pecking him on the cheek before I let him go. “This is my friend Zoe; she’s going to be staying here for spring break.” I turn to motion toward her and find both Hollow and Top with their hands on her.
“Oh, and she’s dating two of your men…” She pulls away from them and sticks her hand out toward my dad, he looks at it with a sneer before slapping it to the side. I can see her starting to freak out until he puts an arm around her shoulders and pulls her into a hug.
“Pretty girls get hugs. Plus, if Fin brought you home, you are family. And we always hug family.” He pecks her on the cheek like I did him and then glares at all of the guys standing behind us.
“We have a run tomorrow,” he told all of them, “there will be a few people here to watch things but all of you have to go.” He leaves us with that and goes back inside.
“So, which one of you delicious men is first?” I ask in a seductive tone, Zoe rolls her eyes but walks back toward her guys anyways.
“Fuck these two, I’m pulling rank!” Scar bellows and stalks toward me.
“Hold up, old man. I meant for a bike ride. I haven’t been on a motorcycle since I left here at the beginning of the school year, and I have the itch.” His face shows mild disappointment but then he grins.
“Still me, sugar.”
“Oh, fuck yeah! Wanna go for a ride?” Hollow asks Zoe and I watch as the excitement bubbles inside her.