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and sashayed away, her smart-ass remark not going unnoticed. I closed the door and placed the food on the dresser, taking the juice with me, as I joined Dallas on the bed. Ronnie was having some issues in Lake Charles. Territory issues, which always seemed to be the worst kind. A group of bikers who refused to abide by the rules and do things by the book had moved a chapter in. It had come to blows and word had it that they were bringing in reinforcements, trying to show the Devil’s Renegades that they weren’t scared. The Confederation of Clubs (CoC) was an organization built to unite Motorcycle Clubs (MCs). If you started a club, you went through the CoC. If you had a problem with a club, you brought it to the CoC. If you wanted respect, it started with the CoC. But there are always those motherfuckers who don’t understand what being in an MC is really about. They didn’t earn the respect of other MCs because they didn’t want to live by the rules and follow proper protocol. Most of these guys were doctors, lawyers, and cops. They thought they were untouchable. They thought they could just show up in someone else’s territory and take over. Well, that wasn’t how shit worked. My Pops had sat on the board of the CoC. My club was built on principles formed by the CoC, and we worked our way to the top. It was a hard fucking road for my Pops, and it has been a hard road for me. He got us here and now it’s my job to keep us here. When people see us, they stand in line to shake our hands. When we ride, we are always in front, and when someone fucks with us, we handle our business. Now, business needed to be handled, and I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. The last thing I wanted to do was leave Dallas. I knew she needed me now more than ever, plus I had promised I would not leave her behind. She was my ride-or-die bitch, and everybody fucking knew it. But I didn’t want to uproot her, and make her come with me to Lake Charles for an undetermined amount of time either. I had just made her my official ol’ lady. I could only give that patch to one woman, not that I had any intention of letting anyone else have it. Being an ol’ lady was new to her, and after everything she had been through; a territorial war was the last thing she needed to be caught up in. I felt the bed shift beside me, and turned to see Dallas rolling onto her stomach. After she settled herself, I thought she would go back to sleep, but her eyes opened, searching until they found mine. She showed no emotion, just stared at me with those big green doe-eyes I had fallen for long ago.
    “You feeling better?” Maybe that wasn’t the best question to ask her right now. I actually sounded like a dick, which really wasn’t out of my norm here lately. She nodded her head at me and continued to stare. I wondered if maybe she was suffering from temporary amnesia or some shit. “Babe?” I asked, feeling my brows knit together. Perhaps she was in shock.
    “I’m fine,” she said, her words coming out rough. I watched as she licked her lips. Fuck, she was sexy. I damned my growing dick to hell , and kept to the conversation.
    “You sure?” I asked , not convinced. I watched as a spark flickered in her eyes, and she pulled herself to a sitting position. In times like this, I was a greedy bastard. It sucked to have Dallas hurting, but when she curled herself in my arms, it almost made it worth it. This time was different. There was a look about her, as if she knew she was about to receive some bad news, and had already accepted it. Instead of coming to sit in my lap or curl in beside me, she sat across from me. Not to be intimidated by a woman, I mirrored her position, sat cross-legged across from her, and looked her dead in the eyes. Now, would be a good time to tell the truth.
     

 
    Chapter 5
    Dallas
    Me and my fucking meltdowns. What was wrong with me? Every time I let it all out, why did I feel like such a fool afterwards? Not saying that