sandwich.”
Red let out a sigh and said, “Okay – fix me a ham and cheese sandwich.”
“How about a big glass of sweet tea to go along with it.”
“That’s fine, Lily.” As Lily stood up to walk to the kitchen Red said, “Thanks for busting my balls, girl.”
Lily smiled and said, “Anytime.”
Connor walked into the clubhouse and met Lily in the kitchen as she made Red’s sandwich.
“I finally got Red to let me make him a sandwich,” Lily said as she smeared mayo on the top bun.
“Oh, that’s good. He needs to keep his strength up. Where’s Aaron?”
“He’s in the office playing a game on the laptop. It’s keeping his attention, which is good.”
“Yeah.”
“Where have you been?”
“I went and talked to some of Amy’s neighbors to see if they saw anything suspicious the other morning.”
“That’s a good idea,” Lily said as she poured Red’s iced tea into a tall glass. “Did you find out anything?”
“No. Everyone leaves for work early, and the only woman that was around said she was sick in bed that morning.”
“Crap.” Lily sat the pitcher of tea down as tears streamed down her face.
Connor walked over and put his arms around her.
“I hate that Amy and I argued during our last conversation,” Lily said wiping the tears from her face. “I just wanted her to be my maid of honor, and she was backing out. I shouldn’t have been so mad at her, but I was under so much pressure trying to get things organized. Now it seems so petty.”
“Don’t beat yourself up over this,” Connor said holding her tight. “Nothing is your fault.”
“Okay, well I need to get this sandwich and tea out to Red before he changes his mind about eating.” Lily wiped her face with a hand towel and grabbed the tray with Red’s lunch. Connor grabbed her by the arm and said, “I will always protect you--you know that, right?”
“Of course I do.”
He watched her as she walked out of the kitchen with the tray of food. Yes, Connor would do anything to protect Lily.
*****
After drinking their tea and waiting for the aspirin to take effect, Justin’s headache released its grasp. He wanted to know more about Ginger, and she explained how her extended family lived far away and she really didn’t know any of them. Justin felt bad for Ginger. He not only had his father and sister, but also the WWMC, which was just like a family. He didn’t know how she had made it this far without that kind of support.
He could see how strong she was, not only because she was forced to be when her parents were killed, but also from what they instilled in her during her growing up years. Her independence stemmed from that. He hoped someday he could encourage his own children to be just as ambitious and independent as Ginger.
Ginger was also learning more about Justin as well. His tight knit motorcycle club along with the love and devotion he demonstrated towards his father, sister, and nephew was something Ginger longed for in her own life. Yet she sensed there was a dark side that would sooner or later consume her. It would either steal her soul or chase her away. But she would continue to play with fire because she was not ready to leave Justin behind. Somehow, he felt like part of her now.
Yes, she was strong and self-sufficient, but that only carried her so far. Everyone needed someone to lean on during dark times, and Ginger had been through a few. None as bad as when her parents died in that awful car accident, but when her beloved 15 year old cat died or when a friend betrayed her, she could have used a support system to see her through those dark days: a support system and the love of a good man. It always seemed to slip through her fingers, until now. She was determined to hang on.
As much as Ginger wanted to open herself up to love, she was also afraid – afraid of being burned like so many times in the past. But she was drawn to this man with the dark brown hair, which he slicked
Red let out a sigh and said, “Okay – fix me a ham and cheese sandwich.”
“How about a big glass of sweet tea to go along with it.”
“That’s fine, Lily.” As Lily stood up to walk to the kitchen Red said, “Thanks for busting my balls, girl.”
Lily smiled and said, “Anytime.”
Connor walked into the clubhouse and met Lily in the kitchen as she made Red’s sandwich.
“I finally got Red to let me make him a sandwich,” Lily said as she smeared mayo on the top bun.
“Oh, that’s good. He needs to keep his strength up. Where’s Aaron?”
“He’s in the office playing a game on the laptop. It’s keeping his attention, which is good.”
“Yeah.”
“Where have you been?”
“I went and talked to some of Amy’s neighbors to see if they saw anything suspicious the other morning.”
“That’s a good idea,” Lily said as she poured Red’s iced tea into a tall glass. “Did you find out anything?”
“No. Everyone leaves for work early, and the only woman that was around said she was sick in bed that morning.”
“Crap.” Lily sat the pitcher of tea down as tears streamed down her face.
Connor walked over and put his arms around her.
“I hate that Amy and I argued during our last conversation,” Lily said wiping the tears from her face. “I just wanted her to be my maid of honor, and she was backing out. I shouldn’t have been so mad at her, but I was under so much pressure trying to get things organized. Now it seems so petty.”
“Don’t beat yourself up over this,” Connor said holding her tight. “Nothing is your fault.”
“Okay, well I need to get this sandwich and tea out to Red before he changes his mind about eating.” Lily wiped her face with a hand towel and grabbed the tray with Red’s lunch. Connor grabbed her by the arm and said, “I will always protect you--you know that, right?”
“Of course I do.”
He watched her as she walked out of the kitchen with the tray of food. Yes, Connor would do anything to protect Lily.
*****
After drinking their tea and waiting for the aspirin to take effect, Justin’s headache released its grasp. He wanted to know more about Ginger, and she explained how her extended family lived far away and she really didn’t know any of them. Justin felt bad for Ginger. He not only had his father and sister, but also the WWMC, which was just like a family. He didn’t know how she had made it this far without that kind of support.
He could see how strong she was, not only because she was forced to be when her parents were killed, but also from what they instilled in her during her growing up years. Her independence stemmed from that. He hoped someday he could encourage his own children to be just as ambitious and independent as Ginger.
Ginger was also learning more about Justin as well. His tight knit motorcycle club along with the love and devotion he demonstrated towards his father, sister, and nephew was something Ginger longed for in her own life. Yet she sensed there was a dark side that would sooner or later consume her. It would either steal her soul or chase her away. But she would continue to play with fire because she was not ready to leave Justin behind. Somehow, he felt like part of her now.
Yes, she was strong and self-sufficient, but that only carried her so far. Everyone needed someone to lean on during dark times, and Ginger had been through a few. None as bad as when her parents died in that awful car accident, but when her beloved 15 year old cat died or when a friend betrayed her, she could have used a support system to see her through those dark days: a support system and the love of a good man. It always seemed to slip through her fingers, until now. She was determined to hang on.
As much as Ginger wanted to open herself up to love, she was also afraid – afraid of being burned like so many times in the past. But she was drawn to this man with the dark brown hair, which he slicked
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