Addy looked up and smiled at him and it took everything in him not to throw up. “Can I meet you there around eight? I’m expecting a call from a client.”
Link looked at his watch and saw it was only six thirty. “Sure, see you then.” He didn’t even enter the office to give her a kiss. Addy frowned at his abrupt behavior. He had been acting cold and distant to her all week. As she waited for her call, she pictured in her head how she would get him to talk to her. The last time they’d had sex was when she’d attacked him in the shower a couple weeks ago and she was about due. She finished her paperwork for the stop at the bank on Monday morning and picked up the phone when it rang.
CHAPTER TWO
Two hours later, Addy parked her car at the clubhouse and took several deep breaths. She wore jeans, high heeled boots, a camisole and her club vest that announced her property of Abe. Her husband’s club name. She entered and saw that Greaser, her husband’s best friend and business partner was behind the bar. She walked up and smiled, relieved that at least he accepted her for who she was and always welcomed her when she was at the clubhouse. “Hey, Greaser, can I have a beer?”
“Addy!” He actually yelled her name, loudly. “What are you doing here?”
Addy felt instantly like she didn’t belong, or wasn’t wanted. For the first time since meeting him years ago, she felt unwanted, and didn’t realize how hurt it made her feel. But she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “I told Link I’d meet him here around eight. I’m a little late.” She saw it was almost eight thirty by the clock behind the bar. “But I made it.”
“Ah, um good,” he said and handed her a beer. Not sure he should say anything, he said, “Abe’s out back.” And nodded to the back door that led to a patio.
“Thanks, I’ll go tell him I’m here.” She picked up her beer, turned and waved to several people. “I’ll be right back.” She called to the room at large. “I want to tell Link I’m here.” She didn’t understand the shocked expressions on almost everyone’s faces, but she wanted to see her husband. She went out to look for him and heard his voice over in the corner. The sight before her shocked her so much the beer bottle fell out of her hands. He was lying on a lounge chair and his pants were open and a woman’s head was moving up and down on him. They didn’t hear her because the woman was moaning loudly.
Shocked, Addy stood there and could only stare, Greaser and Burt, the club president tried to drag her away, but she shrugged their hands off. She only saw red, she walked up to the couple grabbed the woman by the hair on the back of her head and ripped her away from him. She didn’t care that her husband’s cock was flaccid. “Don’t bother coming home,” she said, and turned on her heel to turn away from the sight of her husband having sex with another woman.
“Let go of me, you bitch! Who are you?”
Addy glared at the woman she still held, and in her anger, she pulled her arm back and hauled off and hit the woman in the mouth. She didn’t hold back, and didn’t care that the other woman actually had a bloody nose. She tossed the woman away from her like she was trash, and said, “His wife, soon to be ex-wife.”
“Addy! Wait!” Link yelled, and tried to go after her, but he tripped over his lowered jeans. As he struggled to pull them up he stared at the shock and hurt on her face and swore. “It’s not what you think! I was passed out, she attacked me!”
“How could you? And with a skank like her? I thought we were happy! You’re going to throw our marriage away for her?”
Suddenly angry, he yelled at her, “I only did what you do every day!”
“I’ve never cheated on you! Never!” she screamed, and was close enough to push him away from her when he reached for her. “Don’t touch me!”
“That’s your problem isn’t it?” he yelled back. “You won’t let me touch you lately! You’re too tired! It’s because of all those men you’ve been meeting at that hotel! Don’t deny it, I’ve staked it out and watched you!”
“They’re business clients!” Addy couldn’t believe what he was accusing her of.
“Bullshit! What kind of services do you provide when they give you checks for twenty thousand dollars! As a fucking bonus! I’m tired of being ignored by my wife, she was available and I wanted some!”
Addy was so angry, her entire body shook and she reacted on instinct. She reached out, slapped him hard across the face and glared at him with cold eyes. “Oh really, well fine! Go fuck all the skanks that hang out here! I’m done, I’ll be out of the house by tomorrow and you’ll be hearing from my lawyer next week!” She turned on her heel and left. She kept her tears at bay as she saw looks of pity on the other women’s faces as she ran through the clubhouse and out the front door. But not before removing her vest and tossing it on the ground and she paused long enough to take off her wedding rings and throw them at him. He had started to follow her and they hit him square in the chest and fell to his feet.
Link stared after his wife and looked at his brothers and glared. “What?” He glared at the woman who came up and stood next to him. “What the fuck did you do to me? You took advantage of me, get the fuck away.” He actually pushed her and didn’t bother helping her to her feet when she fell flat on her ass.
“What the fuck?” Burt looked at Greaser.
“No clue, he’s been moody and surly all week. Took time off, and some of the guys saw him downtown staking out a hotel.”
“Is there any merit to what Abe accused his wife of?”
“I’d say no.” Mary, Burt’s wife said. “It was Steph that put that bug in his ear, night before the pig roast. She’s been trying to get in his pants for years. Looks like she got her wish. I was out here earlier and Abe was asleep in the lounger. Steph probably did take advantage of him.”
Jackson, a striker came over and held something out to Burt. “What do you want me to do with this?”
“What is it?” He frowned when Jackson held up Addy’s vest, then opened his hand and swore when he saw her wedding rings in his hand. “I’ll take them,” Burt said, and did just that. He looked at Greaser, and said, “Call a patch holder’s meeting now. If they’re not here, have them here by ten. We’ve got to try to nip this in the bud. Now,” he said, and turned on his heel.
Mary followed her husband into the bar. After she watched him down a shot, she asked gently, “What about Addy?”
“What about her?” Burt was so pissed that she’d thrown the vest on the ground that he didn’t want anything to do with someone who was so disrespectful. Regardless of the circumstance, you never disrespected the cut.
“If they break up over this, is she going to be treated like all the other women in the past who broke up with patch holders? Will she be shunned? It’s not like she knew what was going on. I’m telling you my two cents before you make a final decision. In my humble opinion, Stephanie needs to be banned from the clubhouse, not Addy.”
“Christ, woman, we’re a fucking biker club, not the fucking Amish!” Burt yelled at his wife, then was immediately contrite as soon as he saw her cock her head back, turn it to the side, and glare at him. He knew then he had fucked up, and had to apologize immediately, or he might find himself locked out of his own home that night. “Christ, I’m sorry. But I can understand why you asked that. Was she close to anyone here?”
