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“What’s goin’ on?” I question as I nod in the direction of all the bikes.
“Some new guys are rolling in from another Hell’s Renegades chapter. Manhattan, I think. Chrome volun-told me they were coming for dinner.” She doesn’t look as mad as she was a couple minutes ago. Maybe she just needed a little female re-enforcement in the house?
“So the house is full of bikers?” I laugh.
“Yes, and the new guys are babysitting tonight.” Star laughs as we enter the house.
The roar of laughter and male voices booms through the entire first floor of her house. The fact that there are about twenty bikers taking over the dining room, kitchen, and living room is obvious. Chrome walks from the kitchen and picks me up in a bear hug, spinning me around.
“How is my favorite Seven?” he says with his smooth, deep voice. Every time he talks, I think of one of those phone sex operators. I laugh to myself, thinking about it again. Star already knows where my mind is and she slaps my arm. I mouth sorry to her with a smirk on my face. I just can’t help my dirty mind sometimes.
“Chrome, I’m your only Seven.” I sass him.
“EVERYONE LISTEN UP!” Chromes voice carries through the house and the loud chatter comes to an immediate halt. The men all turn and look at the man towering next to me. “This is Seven James-Parker and her husband Levi.” He nods to Levi a few feet behind me holding Marley. “And their daughter Marley. Seven is just as important as my wife Star in this house. You will respect her and treat her as my old lady. No disrespect will be tolerated. She is one of us.”
I laugh because some of these men have been right by my side for more intimate times of my life. They know me from taking out Zane, and if they weren’t there to actually witness it, they heard about it from one of their brothers.
“That is a name I never thought I would hear again…” The voice isn’t familiar as a man starts to step through the crowd. I blink a few times wondering if I am actually seeing a man I once considered a play partner with James at Sinners & Swingers. I could never forget his face, even if he has a ratty ass beard now.
“Jeff?” I question taking in how much he has aged. His hair is short in a buzz cut with grays beginning to come through. His skin is still the same impressive olive tone and his once sparsely tattooed body is now covered. Many of the tattoos being Hell’s Renegade MC tattoos.
“Judge. They call me Judge.” He says in a quiet voice, as if he doesn’t want the rest of the room to hear our exchange. Levi watches carefully from a few steps back, never taking his eyes off of us. Hell, if I was in his shoes, I wouldn’t either. Actually, if I was in his shoes, I would have stepped in and staked my claim already, but given the fact that I am wearing a wedding ring, he doesn’t really have to. The exchange and glances slowly become uncomfortable as we both look at each other, taking in all the changes we have both gone through over the years.
“Well, Judge, it is nice to see you again.” I turn quickly to walk towards Levi and grab Marley. He gives me a look and I only offer him a small piece of reassurance. “We’ll talk about it later. It is not important right now.” I kiss him on the lips, letting my taste linger a little longer than I normally would. Staking claim to him for all the men to see. It isn’t about thinking they will want him, but thinking they will have the nerve to come on to me. And believe me, in the past, some of them have. It honestly has gotten annoying.
Paisley comes in from the kitchen, her little boy Cash perched quietly on her hip just looking around at all the new people in the room. She lucked out with that little boy, quiet just like his father. I always wondered how much different life would be had River been the father of her little boy. Maybe that would have been enough to keep him here in Woodstock. I missed the little shit, even if he
“Some new guys are rolling in from another Hell’s Renegades chapter. Manhattan, I think. Chrome volun-told me they were coming for dinner.” She doesn’t look as mad as she was a couple minutes ago. Maybe she just needed a little female re-enforcement in the house?
“So the house is full of bikers?” I laugh.
“Yes, and the new guys are babysitting tonight.” Star laughs as we enter the house.
The roar of laughter and male voices booms through the entire first floor of her house. The fact that there are about twenty bikers taking over the dining room, kitchen, and living room is obvious. Chrome walks from the kitchen and picks me up in a bear hug, spinning me around.
“How is my favorite Seven?” he says with his smooth, deep voice. Every time he talks, I think of one of those phone sex operators. I laugh to myself, thinking about it again. Star already knows where my mind is and she slaps my arm. I mouth sorry to her with a smirk on my face. I just can’t help my dirty mind sometimes.
“Chrome, I’m your only Seven.” I sass him.
“EVERYONE LISTEN UP!” Chromes voice carries through the house and the loud chatter comes to an immediate halt. The men all turn and look at the man towering next to me. “This is Seven James-Parker and her husband Levi.” He nods to Levi a few feet behind me holding Marley. “And their daughter Marley. Seven is just as important as my wife Star in this house. You will respect her and treat her as my old lady. No disrespect will be tolerated. She is one of us.”
I laugh because some of these men have been right by my side for more intimate times of my life. They know me from taking out Zane, and if they weren’t there to actually witness it, they heard about it from one of their brothers.
“That is a name I never thought I would hear again…” The voice isn’t familiar as a man starts to step through the crowd. I blink a few times wondering if I am actually seeing a man I once considered a play partner with James at Sinners & Swingers. I could never forget his face, even if he has a ratty ass beard now.
“Jeff?” I question taking in how much he has aged. His hair is short in a buzz cut with grays beginning to come through. His skin is still the same impressive olive tone and his once sparsely tattooed body is now covered. Many of the tattoos being Hell’s Renegade MC tattoos.
“Judge. They call me Judge.” He says in a quiet voice, as if he doesn’t want the rest of the room to hear our exchange. Levi watches carefully from a few steps back, never taking his eyes off of us. Hell, if I was in his shoes, I wouldn’t either. Actually, if I was in his shoes, I would have stepped in and staked my claim already, but given the fact that I am wearing a wedding ring, he doesn’t really have to. The exchange and glances slowly become uncomfortable as we both look at each other, taking in all the changes we have both gone through over the years.
“Well, Judge, it is nice to see you again.” I turn quickly to walk towards Levi and grab Marley. He gives me a look and I only offer him a small piece of reassurance. “We’ll talk about it later. It is not important right now.” I kiss him on the lips, letting my taste linger a little longer than I normally would. Staking claim to him for all the men to see. It isn’t about thinking they will want him, but thinking they will have the nerve to come on to me. And believe me, in the past, some of them have. It honestly has gotten annoying.
Paisley comes in from the kitchen, her little boy Cash perched quietly on her hip just looking around at all the new people in the room. She lucked out with that little boy, quiet just like his father. I always wondered how much different life would be had River been the father of her little boy. Maybe that would have been enough to keep him here in Woodstock. I missed the little shit, even if he
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