me well.
Willow looks up at me and chews on her bottom lip furrowing her brows obviously knowing she’s the reason for that comment and stops eating. She leans across grabbing my hand squeezing it. “You’ve done good, Steel. Don’t think I’m not grateful. I am. I just love me some meat,” she says with a dirty big smirk trying to lighten the mood. It works and my tense muscles relax slightly while I chuckle at her. “Eat baby,” she says picking her fork back up.
Nodding, I decide to just eat my dinner and enjoy the first decent meal in a while. Mum squeezes my shoulder again and smiles at me lovingly, then walks back into the kitchen to put the kettle on.
After a very late dinner, we had a coffee and I had a much-needed shower. Now we’re headed to bed. An actual bed—with a mattress and sheets and pillows—not the backseat of a car. Pulling back the covers of the queen-size bed, I get in feeling the soft cotton fabric on my skin and it feels like a heaven I’ve only dreamed of for the past two weeks. Willow slides in next to me in her tiny little negligee and she giggles starting to slide around under the sheets. I furrow my brows looking at her as she laughs and begins to physically move around under the sheets like a dog rolling around in the mud.
Cracking up laughing, I shake my head as she smiles so wide rubbing against the fabric. “What the fuck was in that coffee?”
She laughs coming to a stop and taking in a deep breath giggling again and then moving in to cuddle into my side. “It’s nice to feel sheets again and to be in a comfy bed. I forgot the feeling and wanted to dwell in it for a while.”
Cuddling down into her she leans up kissing me hard. Her tongue moves with mine and I relish in the fact of being in a bed and kissing her again.
She pulls back slowly and rests her arm on my chest and looks down at me. “Thank you for bringing me here. Your mother is really nice.”
“Yeah, she’s okay. She can be a handful, but her heart is in the right place.”
She leans down nuzzling into my side. “I’m sorry I made you leave your club.”
I look down at her and bring my hand up to her face and caress her cheek. “Babe, I’d leave the country if it meant I got to spend every second with you.”
She chews on her bottom lip. “Why biker boy, I do believe those clit shit movies are rubbing off on you.”
I scoff and roll my eyes. “Fuck off! I’m tough and macho and a strong biker man, babe.”
She giggles and nods. “Yes… yes, you are. That’s why I love you.”
I look down and kiss her forehead. “I love you too, Flame.”
Petunia jumps up onto the mattress and curls up in her usual spot between my legs. My woman in my arms, my pig on my legs and a mattress under my back—tonight I’m feeling good. Tomorrow I’ll need to start thinking again, I need to figure out somewhere more permanent for us to go.
Having Dylan show up on my doorstep tonight, I have to say, was not only a major shock but a relief at the same time as it was as scary as fuck. Seeing him again after eight long years has been hard. He’s turned into a strong, handsome man and I couldn’t be prouder of him. I just wish that the reason he’d come to see me was not because he and his Old Lady are in danger. I knew Chops was behind Dylan running the moment I saw him on my doorstep. That old bastard has always been the one behind all the crap at the club.
I don’t know what Mad Dog sees in him.
Why they’re best friends, I’ll never know.
He was one of the driving forces behind my leaving. Always making advances on me when Mad Dog wasn’t around. I never told Mad Dog, but I sure as shit should have. He would have put a bullet right between his eyes and now my son wouldn’t be in this mess. This one is on me and I have to fix it. I need to find a way to make sure Dylan and Willow are safe. The only thing I can think of is to do the unthinkable.
Leaning across my bed, I pull my