Chapter Nine
DREW
We agreed Ayda would stay behind at The Hut and wait to see if Rubin or Eric contacted her again, because as much as I had loved having her by my side through the stresses of this life I lived in, her main concern and priority from now on had to be the baby.
No more taking risks… whether she batted her little blue eyes and pouted at me or not.
I was standing in the bar, ready to leave, when Slater walked with me to the door and out onto the porch. He, like everyone else, looked exhausted. Despite the sunshine casting warmth on our dirty faces, there was a dark cloud hanging above our world now.
“See that over there?” Slater pointed to a car beyond the yard with two men in the front seats, sitting there idly.
“Shit,” I sighed, realizing what it was.
“They’re not going to leave us alone now until whatever plan Jedd has formulated comes off.”
I stared at the car; eyes narrowed. “Having them around isn’t such a bad thing, Slate.”
“No?”
“The more people that see us sitting innocently in our home,the better. Let them follow us. Let them watch. We’re not running. We’ve nothing to hide or cover up this time.”
“Except the fact that you just brutally murdered one of our own,” he muttered from the corner of his mouth.
I huffed sarcastically, folding my arms over my chest. “I’ve been more brutal than that in my years.”
Glancing Slater’s way, I saw the subtle twitch of his lips and the way he tried to suppress his smile. “Even though I know it happened, I still can’t believe we were betrayed that way.”
“It makes you wonder who’s going to be next, don’t it?”
“You think we have more enemies in our walls?”
I shook my head slowly, focusing back on the two chumps in the car across the street. “No, but I guess we’ll never really know. We’ll always be suspicious in the back of our minds.”
“I fucking hate that,” he ground out through gritted teeth. “This is our safe place. Our club is what we live for.”
Maybe it’s time we tried living for something else,I thought, the ease in which it came surprising me. If anyone loved this club and was willing to die for it, it was me. It had always been me.
“Have faith,” I found myself saying quietly. The silence lingered between us for a moment before I exhaled heavily, blowing all the air from my cheeks.
I made my way down the steps of the porch.
“Where you going?” Slater called out.
“Dunno yet.”
“You going to take those guys for a ride?”
I glanced back over my shoulder and smirked. “Why not? It’ll keep them busy.”
“Mind if I come with you?”
“Yeah, actually, I do.” I pointed to The Hut behind him. “You’re in charge now Jedd isn’t around, and when I’m gone. I need you to look after my woman for me.”
“Ayda can look after herself, and we all know it.”
But she’s carrying my baby now,I wanted to scream from therooftops, hang banners from every building and place neon signs over our home.
“She’s not as tough as she makes out.” Throwing my leg over my bike, I curled my hands around the bars, kicked out the kickstand and backed it up, turning to Slate. “I’ll be back soon,” I promised, knowing I couldn’t stay away for long.
