Page 23 of Rage’s Rose

“No, I’m not fucking okay. I just lost my mother-in-law, two of my kids are missing, I just dropped off the other four and my pregnant wife just told me I needed to leave the house. Can I fucking stay at yours? I don’t want to be too far away and I sure as fuck do not want to stay at our apartment in the clubhouse.”

“Yeah brother, you have access. I’ll be there soon.”

Chapter Eleven

Rose

Four Months Later

“Alright so I was thinking because you have 160 acres we could break it down and then start structuring each structure you want in every section. So I was thinking you could have 45 acres for horse pastures, 20 for therapy and rehabilitation paddocks, 15 for boarding and training areas, 10 acres for the main barns, an indoor arena, outdoor arenas, round pens, and a vet area, 15 acres for the wedding/event venue, gardens, photography spaces and parking, 10 acres for seasonal festival and event fields, 15 for trails and wooded riding paths, 10 for horse rescue/rehabilitation areas with separate pastures and barns for those horses, then of course 10 acres for your private residential section and then finally 10 acres for future expansion, staff housing, storage, additional paddocks or even another barn.

Then I was thinking as far as your private residential area you’d want a nice house that is about 4,000 to 4,500 square feet. Then of course a private six stall barn, unless you plan on getting more horses for yourself, we can talk more about that later. Of course you will need several personal horse paddocks, a pool because sorry all of us girls want you to have a pool when we come spend time with you, some of your own private gardens because lets face it you’re weird and like to grow your own fruits and vegetables. Then a private riding ring, a detached garage and workshop, a couple of guest cottages maybe like a nice little house for your mama and daddy for when they come to stay. Then we can figure out a way to make sure to separate your home from your business, like a tree line or something else like a fence. I don’t know, but what do you think?” Brynley says.

“Um, yeah that all sounds good.”

I hear a sigh and I look over at Brynley and Abby.

“It’s no use Bryn, she's not listening. Her head is obviously somewhere else. Maybe you should keep the plans for another time.”

“No, I heard it all and really I’m shocked that you had this much time on your hands and figured all this out already. I’m sorry I’m just distracted.”

Which really I am, it’s been about a crazy couple of months since the night I had with Rage where I felt something shift in our relationship. Since then we have seen each other, not as much as before, but we still do. When we do hookup he definitely tries to put up a wall between us so that he is afraid of letting me see any of that vulnerability. He still lets me call him Caleb, but everything about what has gone on has been super confusing. I still go to the club and occasionally I will spend the night with him, more times than not he comes here and is gone by morning. He no longer stays the night with me.

Another thing that has changed since Missy was found dead, they laid her to rest along with Stray the brother who died on protection detail with her. I went to the funeral to be there for the Jacobson’s because they have really become another family to me. It was hard and you can tell that she left her mark on the whole club. Peyton had her triplets and they are just beautiful. She did share with me that all the older members of the club, like her dad and uncle, decided to bring a vote to the table about their generation stepping down as council brothers and letting the next generation take over hoping that they can do better than the generation before. Rage he became the Road Captain.

Something crazy that happened that has me really being in the middle and keeping secrets from a couple of people in our friend group is that Liza found out she was pregnant. She had wanted to tell Dragon, but then found out he was apparently messing around on her. She walked in on him with another woman in his house. He said a bunch of fucked up shit to her that honestly I probably would’ve cut his balls off for, but Liza she just walked away. She was angry and hurt, but she left and has not told him. She has said to me she is going to wait to tell him what is going on because right now she just needs to stay away from him. So she has pulled away from Peyton and Parker. I don’t know how that is all going to work, when Peyton has moved back to Virginia just about a half an hour outside of Richmond. I’ve really not spoken to her because I have had so much going on as well.

Some of my childhood friends have moved here because they want to help make my dreams come true. Really I love that they are wanting to help out with a piece of my business and in that they will get themselves a business started as well. They have to finish up some of their degrees, but they are all very good at what they want to do. Abby is finishing up her bachelor’s degree and has applied to the vet schools in the area. Sutton has moved here and she is going to help with the interior design and Brynley is going to help with the architecture. It is really amazing to have some of my girls from home back here with me and I love having a little bit of home here with me.

“I think we can find a place that will be able to at least start building your home with the guidelines I have drawn out. I made sure to make your home all you. I think we should get your home done first so that you can move out of that apartment where you know that creep has been keeping eyes on you. Do you have any idea of who it is?” Brynley says.

“No, but I usually get messages after spending time at the clubhouse. They haven’t been as frequent since I haven’t been there as much. Since Rage has a bunch of shit going on now that he is Road Captain.”

“Are you sure he’s just busy with club shit? Like ever since shit happened with Missy and he stormed over here that night, things from what you have said have been different between both of you.” Abby asks.

“Yeah, I’ve been told they’ve had a lot of club business happening especially since they are trying to find Dallas and Dash. A lot of the brothers aren’t getting much sleep. That is why there really aren't many parties happening there either, it’s more like hang arounds just come to you know, hang around.”

“Okay, if you say so. I just really don’t want you getting hurt. I mean look at what happened to Liza. I thought Dragon was gone for her. I mean I may not have witnessed much more than a few months of them together, but they were seriously endgame. At least I thought so, but turns out he didn’t feel the same way. Makes me wonder if all bikers are like that, I really hope not.” Abby says as she turns and looks out the window of my apartment.

Abby has been hooking up with her own biker, but she won’t tell me who. All I know is he is older than the guys she normally messes around with.

“Alright, show me the design of my house, I want to see what you’ve put together and then we can get in touch with some construction companies and see what we are looking at price wise.” I say to Brynley.

That’s how we spend the next few hours going over everything we are going to want to do for the property and finding out how much different construction companies would charge to get it done. Even though I still have a little time left in school, I’m so excited for everything to seemingly be falling into place.

“Are we going to the clubhouse tonight? I’m in the mood to meet myself a nice hot biker, Abby got to, even though he is illusive. I think it is time for you to hook me up.”

I laugh at her and say, “I don’t think there is anything going on tonight and I haven’t really heard from Rage. So unfortunately I think we are staying in. We can keep going over all these plans and maybe you can design yourself a nice room at my house or in the guest house. I know you guys are going to be staying with me until you find something. But I really am not in the mood to go to the clubhouse tonight.”

She sighs and shares a look with Abby. It is a look I do not like and I watch as Abby pulls out her phone.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to text my biker and see what he is doing. You can stay here if you want or you can go.”

She doesn’t wait long before her phone buzzes in her hand and she lets out a sort of a sigh.

“What? What’s going on?”