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“Again, you made a choice that affected my club,” he jammed a finger into his chest, advancing towards her like an avenging angel, “and didn’t even fucking bother asking me about it!”
“Lain, I’m the one who told her to do it,” Ella jumped in, placing her hand on his arm. He stopped and looked down at her and then back at Hannah. She could see the wheels turning in his mind - was it true? How could he manage to stay angry with Hannah but not get angry with Ella? Because he sure as hell didn’t want to think anything but the absolute worst about Hannah. That would’ve been obvious to a blind man.
“I told her what your concerns were, and we came up with that plan,” Ella said, and finally, painfully, Lain relented.
“Well, it does solve a couple of the problems,” he said begrudgingly. Hannah fought to hide her smile. She’d never seen Lain act like that around a girl before. Ella really did have him wrapped around her pinky finger.
He stared at Hannah a little while longer and finally said decisively, “Rush, take her back to your house. She needs a place to recuperate that isn’t a clubhouse or a hospital that doesn’t give a fuck about its patients’ safety. I’ll contact the Copper Lode police and arrange for them to meet you two at your house to take her full statement. I’ve got shit to do; I’ll come over when the police show up.”
He turned and walked away, pulling Ella close to his side as they walked, and Hannah heard Ella’s laughter spill out as Lain whispered something in her ear. She was pretty sure his “shit to do” included fucking Ella, and based on Ella’s grin, she was also pretty sure that this was a permanent item on Lain’s to-do list.
The other bikers drifted off, probably to take a nap - getting up at four in the morning had to be rough if you’d only gone to bed at two - and Rush pulled her to him in a bear hug. “I’m proud of you, Blue. Lain just needs some time to come around. I think he’s mostly pissed because he didn’t think to pull that stunt himself.”
She grinned up at him. “Yeah, well, I didn’t either. Ella’s a hell of a firecracker. Remind me to never piss her off. She’s got a devious streak a mile wide.”
“That’d be his Ella all right,” Rush said, and laughed. “I don’t think Lain quite knows what he got himself into just yet, and I’m not going to be the one to tell him.”
They walked outside into the bright sunshine, already hot at 9 a.m. He swung onto his motorcycle and she slid in behind him, shockingly growing a little more comfortable with riding. She’d feel better when she had a helmet on, but she was surprised to find that she didn’t abhor riding a motorcycle like she’d always expected she would.
She snuggled her face against Rush’s back and closed her eyes as they roared through town. They came to a stop in front of…
She looked at the house - mansion, really - in front of her, and then up and down the street. Then back to the house.
“Rush, is this the old Miller house??” She swung her leg off the bike, and started walking up to the mansion that didn’t look a damn thing like the decrepit old mansion she and Rush had made out in during high school.
Okay, the mansion we fucked in, let’s be honest.
It was a Copper High School tradition - slip into the abandoned house through the back door and then let the make-out sessions begin. There was a piece of shit couch in the living room that was the site for more lost virginities than that couch really had any business claiming. It was old, dusty, and for some reason, just the coolest.
“Yeah, I bought it about ten years ago,” Rush said at her elbow.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe it!” she exclaimed. “All of the windows are there, and the trim seems to be in one piece, rather than, you know, hanging at weird angles.” Actually, the mansion looked much better than her glib words gave credence to - instead of the broken, jagged
“Again, you made a choice that affected my club,” he jammed a finger into his chest, advancing towards her like an avenging angel, “and didn’t even fucking bother asking me about it!”
“Lain, I’m the one who told her to do it,” Ella jumped in, placing her hand on his arm. He stopped and looked down at her and then back at Hannah. She could see the wheels turning in his mind - was it true? How could he manage to stay angry with Hannah but not get angry with Ella? Because he sure as hell didn’t want to think anything but the absolute worst about Hannah. That would’ve been obvious to a blind man.
“I told her what your concerns were, and we came up with that plan,” Ella said, and finally, painfully, Lain relented.
“Well, it does solve a couple of the problems,” he said begrudgingly. Hannah fought to hide her smile. She’d never seen Lain act like that around a girl before. Ella really did have him wrapped around her pinky finger.
He stared at Hannah a little while longer and finally said decisively, “Rush, take her back to your house. She needs a place to recuperate that isn’t a clubhouse or a hospital that doesn’t give a fuck about its patients’ safety. I’ll contact the Copper Lode police and arrange for them to meet you two at your house to take her full statement. I’ve got shit to do; I’ll come over when the police show up.”
He turned and walked away, pulling Ella close to his side as they walked, and Hannah heard Ella’s laughter spill out as Lain whispered something in her ear. She was pretty sure his “shit to do” included fucking Ella, and based on Ella’s grin, she was also pretty sure that this was a permanent item on Lain’s to-do list.
The other bikers drifted off, probably to take a nap - getting up at four in the morning had to be rough if you’d only gone to bed at two - and Rush pulled her to him in a bear hug. “I’m proud of you, Blue. Lain just needs some time to come around. I think he’s mostly pissed because he didn’t think to pull that stunt himself.”
She grinned up at him. “Yeah, well, I didn’t either. Ella’s a hell of a firecracker. Remind me to never piss her off. She’s got a devious streak a mile wide.”
“That’d be his Ella all right,” Rush said, and laughed. “I don’t think Lain quite knows what he got himself into just yet, and I’m not going to be the one to tell him.”
They walked outside into the bright sunshine, already hot at 9 a.m. He swung onto his motorcycle and she slid in behind him, shockingly growing a little more comfortable with riding. She’d feel better when she had a helmet on, but she was surprised to find that she didn’t abhor riding a motorcycle like she’d always expected she would.
She snuggled her face against Rush’s back and closed her eyes as they roared through town. They came to a stop in front of…
She looked at the house - mansion, really - in front of her, and then up and down the street. Then back to the house.
“Rush, is this the old Miller house??” She swung her leg off the bike, and started walking up to the mansion that didn’t look a damn thing like the decrepit old mansion she and Rush had made out in during high school.
Okay, the mansion we fucked in, let’s be honest.
It was a Copper High School tradition - slip into the abandoned house through the back door and then let the make-out sessions begin. There was a piece of shit couch in the living room that was the site for more lost virginities than that couch really had any business claiming. It was old, dusty, and for some reason, just the coolest.
“Yeah, I bought it about ten years ago,” Rush said at her elbow.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe it!” she exclaimed. “All of the windows are there, and the trim seems to be in one piece, rather than, you know, hanging at weird angles.” Actually, the mansion looked much better than her glib words gave credence to - instead of the broken, jagged
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