Forever Faith: A Biker Romance Page 14

  “When I was in the hospital, my therapist called and spoke to both my father and my mother. They both made it clear.” Now it’s my turn to shrug.

  “That is their loss. They will regret turning their backs on you,” Liam says, and he looks disgusted with my parents. But I sense something else in his look and the answer he gave. Liam knew this already. I am sure of it. This is no surprise to him.

  So I say, “But you knew that already, didn’t you, Liam?”

  He doesn’t answer me, but lifts me out of the tub without answering and begins drying me. I am hypnotized or mesmerized by the drops of water rolling down his chest. I follow them all the way down and lick my lips involuntarily. A drop is caught on the piercing through his nipple and I reach out and touch it. It is amazing that we have done so much stuff in the last twenty-four hours and I have never really explored his body. I want to. I lay my hand flat across his pec. Liam sucks in a breath at that like it feels good, but he backs away from me and wraps a towel around his waist. It looks comical with his erection protruding under the towel. I can’t help but smile. He rolls his eyes at me and smiles back as he wraps a towel around my body, tucking it under my armpits.

  We move back to the bedroom and I sit on the side of the bed. Liam bends in front of me, sending a thrill through me at the thought of what he is going to do, but he uses another towel to dry my feet and legs. When he goes up through the insides of my thighs I get excited again, but he keeps it strictly business. He then raises up and removes my towel, telling me to get into bed.

  I am such a ho. I can’t seem to get enough sex. He only places a soft kiss on my forehead and returns to the bathroom. I will myself to close my eyes and go to sleep. Stop thinking about sex with Liam. He says this is a night off, so I can wait until tomorrow. Close my eyes and think of something else. I wonder what he is doing in the bathroom. Is he going to masturbate? Geeze! Sex is all I think about now. I close my eyes and try harder to have pure thoughts again, like I used to before Liam. I realize I am exhausted and begin to fall asleep.

  During the night, I am aware of Liam’s heavy arm around my middle and holding me, but we never wakeup completely until it is morning. Liam’s hand goes up to my breast and I feel his erection pressing into my backside as he is kissing my neck and shoulders.

  I forget about my morning breath and turn into his arms, where he makes love to me slowly and gently. This is new. I let my hands roam his shoulders, his back everywhere I can reach, and tangle in his hair. I want to wake up like this every morning for the rest of my life.

  Afterwards, we exchange good mornings and Liam asks more than once if I am ok. He wants to be sure I am not sore or hurt. I embarrass myself by telling him I like when he is rough. This seems to make him very happy. He leaves me alone to get up and get ready for the day, telling me to join him in the dining room for breakfast. Today is club-only.

  I heard we are all going to spend the day out on the local lake today. I am so excited to go. The Family never allowed us to go there. It is the only hot spot in our community. There is a sandy beach and a beautiful swimming area, as well as a large, shady, grassy area with picnic tables and play ground equipment for kids. I decide to wear my bikini top along with jean cutoffs and flip flops. I check myself out in the mirror. Wow.

  I certainly got over my modesty fast. Shaking my head at how ridiculous I am, I go out to join everyone for breakfast.

  Liam

  We are all beginning to settle in at the table for breakfast when Faith finally shows. Holy Christ! She is in a skimpy bikini top with some Daisy Dukes, frayed, blue jean cut-off shorts. Tanned legs for miles and tits that make my mouth water. I want to lose my shit, but I realize most of the females around the table are dressed similar. I tamp down the flames of my anger and keep my eyes on the other guys around the table instead of on her as she approaches. Sure enough, everyone is slobbering with their tongues hanging out.

  “Liam.” She nods as she takes her seat.

  We are all beginning to eat and everyone is saying how ready we all are for this little day on the lake.

  Lydia speaks up from the far end of the table, “Prez, how do you feel about the old ladies coming with you guys to Sturgis this year?”

  I can’t help it, my eyes go immediately to Faith. She has no idea what this is about. I fill her in.“Sturgis is in the Black Hills of South Dakota. It’s a weeklong party for bikers. You will be amazed at how many people show up there. It’s a lot of fun. You’re gonna love it.”

  She looks excited, but before she can speak, Lydia jumps in. “So that’s a yes?” She lets lose a squeal. “I love you, Faith! We haven’t got to go along in like, five years!” Another excited squeal and a few other old ladies join in. I can’t help but smile.

  “Unless you men want to take it to church for a vote?” I ask, looking around at the Horsemen.

  “Fuck no, Prez. Let’s do this. Someone has to break it to the twins though. Their filthy, dirty little hearts are gonna be broken that you aren’t coming solo,” fucking Lucky says.

  “What twins?” Jury’s wife asks too loudly and shooting daggers at Jury.

  Fuckin Lucky and his big mouth.

  “No, no! Last year, these nasty twin strippers fuckin’ hot as hell looking, like, straight up Playboy center fold material spent, like, five days and nights locked up with Liam. He had ‘em both turned out and walking bow-legged. He spent the whole trip fucking their brains out. Kinky motherfucker. We never got him to go out and party with us at all. He was too busy getting his dick sucked off by those two honeys.”

  Fuck. Lucky. I can’t even tell him to shut up now. Faith already heard the whole thing. Jesus. I see her hands bracing the table as she tries to get up and leave, so I grab her wrist before she can get up from her seat.

  “Stay. Calm your ass down and eat something.” I don’t want to be rough like this with her when I see she is clearly hurting. But I have come to realize she responds better to me if I am rough and use authority.

  As I knew she would, she sits down and obeys. Anything to avoid making a scene or drawing attention to herself. When I turn my eyes back to the crowd around the table, I see Jury is on his feet with his hand pressed on Lucky’s shoulder. My brother, trying to save me from killing him right now.

  “Oh fuck, little Faith. I’m so sorry. I wasn’t thinking. I’m such a dick. It was a long time ago. I’m really sorry. I’m just not used to…”

  I wave him off to shut his mouth before he buries himself deeper.

  “Ok. So old ladies and whoever you wanna bring are coming. We will make a travel schedule and go over the rest of the details in church. We will leave on Wednesday,” Jury tries to brush over the shit Lucky told and shift the conversation. It seems to work. Everyone, male and female, is all talking at once not only about Sturgis, but about the beach trip today. Everyone is back to normal. Except for my Baby. She looks upset still. I think the more her mind replays that shit the deeper she goes into her misery. She hasn’t actually ate anything. She is just moving food around on her plate. I so don’t want to do this now, but I have to talk to her about it.

  When the ladies start getting up to clear the table, I hold her back. “Let’s go to our room for a minute.”

  Surprisingly, she shakes her head and tries to say no to me.

  “Come on.” I drag her along with me.

  As soon as I close the door behind us, I pull her to me. “Faith, Baby Girl, I never answer to anyone. Ever. I am new to this explaining myself shit. But you know I had a past. All you need to know is I am with you now. That’s it. Lucky was a big mouth idiot to tell all that. It doesn’t mean anything to me. It never did. I am with you now. You are my old lady.”

  I see she wants to argue or ask questions but she gets a hold of herself and only shrugs.

  “I can’t change the things I have done before you came along. I’m sorry that you had to hear about that shit.”

  Again she shrugs her little shoulders and says, “Ok. But wi
ll they be there? Will those girls be at Sturgis this year?”

  “Probably. They are fuckin’ stripper whores. I’m with you, Baby. Take it out of your mind.”

  I bend and kiss her and notice she is hesitant to kiss me back still. I don’t like any of this. I don’t like her pouting. I don’t like having to explain myself. This is why I never wanted an old lady. Too much fucking drama. I lose my temper a little.“Look, if you want to stay here, fine. You don’t have to go out there with us if it upsets you too much.” I leave the room with a slam of the door. I am a dick.

  When I get to the garage, I jack Lucky up by his collar before I even know what I’m doing. Some of the guys get a hold of me and calm me down. I want to kill him for stirring that shit up. But it isn’t his fault. Six months ago, we all would have laughed about that story, especially me.

  I run my hands through my hair that is now way too long. So I’m a shit to Faith and a shit to my guys. I suck at relationships.

  Faith

  At the lake, it is women together in one area, and guys in another. I hate that everyone is coddling me. I have had one hug and condolence after another. I don’t like pity. I regret showing any kind of reaction to the story about Liam and those girls. I have to toughen up. I just want to have fun and enjoy the sun. Gypsy knows me so well. She knows this pity is bothering me so she tries to distract me playfully and get me to splash around in the water. She is wearing a very skimpy bikini and so is the clearly-pregnant Megan.

  I lose my shorts and run in to play with them.

  It is mostly just the three of us playing in the water until a few of the younger guys come swimming with us. Zane is around twenty. He is what the club calls a prospect. Meaning, he is trying out for a year or so to become an actual member. It seems they all enjoy picking on him and making him do the dirty jobs no one else wants to do. He takes a lot of punishment but he seems happy about it. The other guys are also prospects except for Crash; he is an actual Horseman already. I guess his Dad was a member and he died in a motorcycle wreck when Crash was like, thirteen.

  All of these guys are close to our ages. They seem different than the other Horsemen. I guess we are all friends because of the age thing. I feel like Zane likes me too much. We get along and got close right off the bat. Now I notice he seeks me out and offers me drinks and things every time we are around each other. He is really cute and needs to find a real girlfriend. I don’t want to upset Liam by being close to Zane. I don’t want to make Zane think I am interested in more than friendship. I try to move close to the others and treat Zane like everyone else, but he continues sidling up beside me in the water and making our conversation one-on-one. We all start up a water volleyball game and I find it easier to ignore Zane.

  After about a half hour the game dissolves and Gypsy and I swim out farther away from the others. She immediately pounces on me once we are out of earshot.

  “What do you think you are doing?” she asks.

  “What?” I ask, laughing because I really don’t have a clue what she is talking about.

  “If you are using Zane to get back at Liam for something or make Liam jealous, you are insane. These guys don’t play those games. Especially Liam.”

  “No. What the heck? I have never done anything! What are you talking about?”

  “Look, if I noticed, everyone else has including Liam. He hangs on you every chance he gets. The two of you keep close together, talkin’ privately and laughing. Liam will kill him! This is not funny, Faith!”

  “No! It’s nothing. I have tried to shake him off all afternoon! I don’t want to play those games. I wouldn’t know how to anyway.”

  “You better shut it down then before Liam does. You are making Liam look bad in front of everyone.”

  “I will. I promise.”

  She turns to swim away from me and I feel like she is mad at me for the first time ever.

  I return to the others swimming behind Gypsy. I meet Megan’s look and she seems to be on board with Gypsy. She looks more disappointed with me than angry. I feel so stupid about all of this stuff. No big surprise that Zane comes right to me and tries to separate us from the rest of our circle. Aargh!

  “Zane, I am with Liam. It doesn’t look right that you keep talking to me on a personal level. I know you don’t want to insult your President,” I say it plenty loud enough that everyone else hears it. I see a big smile on both Megan and Gypsy’s faces. Ok. I still feel that may have been harsh and totally unnecessary, but I did it. I’ve had enough and head in to shore when Gypsy catches my arm and starts walking in with me.

  “You did awesome! Good girl! And way to throw your man’s name around! That was genius!”

  “Ugh! I don’t like being mean! I’m glad you enjoyed it, because I sure didn’t.”

  “It’s okay, sweetie. You are gonna be a great Old Lady.”

  We all return to shore and with our groups. I can’t look at Zane as he walks to the men’s area, but I look their way and meet Liam’s eyes squinting at me. I smile and give a little nervous wave to him, but he doesn’t return it. He looks to Crash, who is telling some big story or something, and I spread my towel by Megan and sit down on it, stretching my legs to dry. After a few minutes, there is an uproar coming from the guys. Both of our little groups are pretty loud compared to the other beach goers, but this is loud like a fight or something. I panic when I see Liam has Zane in a headlock and I stand up. Then I see and hear it is playful and in good fun. He rubs Zane’s scalp with his knuckles a few times and the older guys are cracking up with laughter. I sit back down on my towel, but it’s too late. All of the women are staring at me. Gosh! I didn’t do anything wrong! I lay down and close my eyes concentrating on my tan. Argh!

  Liam hangs on to me when we are barbequing and picnicking so I really don’t get to help with anything. I am still in my bikini only and Liam sits me on his lap the entire time. I see other couples doing the same so I don’t feel too self-conscious. That is, until Liam begins to pick on Zane in front of everyone.

  “Prospect! Get my woman another bottle of cold water and it better be ice cold, Prospect! Pick up all this trash! Prospect! What are you looking at, Prospect?” Over and over. Everyone is laughing and enjoying this, except Zane and I. Liam is a bully. Gypsy has told me before how it is on the prospects, but this is beyond the pale. I am uncomfortable over the whole deal and I don’t get how these guys enjoy this. It’s just so mean.

  I finally get free from Liam and return to the beach area. Gypsy pats my arm and says this is the way this life works. I need to keep my guard up from now on and not be overly friendly. My fun day at the lake has completely turned sour. We sit and chat a while with only our feet in the water. I feel like things are screaming warnings from the back of my mind and I just choose to ignore them for now. I have to try and adjust to my new life. I have to do better.

  Gypsy shares with me that she has a new crush and this is just the distraction I needed. I forget my issues and get into her problems. Ironically, her parents are so cool and liberal, but they don’t trust people outside the club, really. Gypsy is crazy in love with a guy from school. His dad is a banker in the town. He is going to the community college with all of us in the fall. I am not sure why he isn’t going off to a University far away, but Gypsy is thankful he isn’t. They have been chatting online every night and talking on the phone. She tells me they have never dated yet but she had sex with him at some party before graduation. She is ashamed of that and worried he wants more of that and nothing else. He seems to be really working for it now so I think he seriously likes her. She is staying home alone while her parents go to Sturgis and plans to go out with him then. I make her promise not to have sex with him until after they date a few times to make sure. She agrees. I am sure a nice guy like this will be ok with her parents once they meet him. It’s good to have some girl talk with Gypsy.

  Liam is suddenly standing so close behind me his legs are actually touching me. I look up at him awkwardly and smile an
d shake my head. The guys are all wearing jeans and boots. No shorts on any of them.

  “Are you pouting because I was giving your boyfriend a hard time?”

  I feel my face redden with embarrassment. “No. I am not pouting at all.” I can’t believe he wants to do this in front of Gypsy.

  “Get up. We are leaving now.”

  I stand up with no help from him, and see the other guys are all now sitting with the women. It is one big party now and no one else seems to be leaving.

  “Uncle Liam, why? We are going to do fireworks! Why can’t you guys stay?” Gypsy whines.

  “Say goodbye to your friends, Faith.” And now he has grabbed my wrist and is almost dragging me behind him. I look at Gypsy, who is now lagging behind. She seems angry, confused, and sad by us. A couple of the ladies hug me goodbye really quickly and repeat Gypsy’s pleas, but Liam ignores them and is still leaving.

  The ride home is super-fast and I keep my eyes tightly shut the entire way. I wish I didn’t have to wrap my arms around Liam to hang on. I am so mad and upset with him. Fear takes over all of my other emotions, thanks to the harrowing ride on the speeding Harley.