Amy (Aces MC Series Book 3.5) (14 page)

My phone started to vibrate from my jean pocket, Amy moved
forward slightly so I could lean over the bed and grab my jeans that were still
on the floor. I routed around the pocket and pulled out my iPhone knowing that
it was Hazel before I'd even looked at the screen.
"Hello...yeah I've finished my meeting...not long," I glanced at my
watch before returning the phone back to my ear. "Yeah I'll be there
within the hour...okay bye." During the conversation, Amy had shimmied from
the bed and was rummaging around the floor for her clothes. She hadn't made eye
contact the whole time and I was dreading what she may be thinking but I wasn't
ready to tell her.

"Amy please don't do this."
"Do what?" she asked continuing to pick up her clothes from the
floor.
"It's not what you're thinking."
"And how do you know what I'm thinking?" she asked dropping her
clothes onto the bed before walking towards the door to get her bath robe.
"You trusted me enough this evening to do what we did."
"Your point is?"
"I'm asking you to trust me again and not read too much into this." I
clenched my fists from frustration and hoped that Amy would try to give me the
benefit of the doubt. I hadn't lied to her, I had just omitted to tell her
things. I would tell her everything eventually but all in good time.
Amy let out a loud sigh and stood with her hands on her hips, "I'm used to
people having secrets from being around the club and I've come to the
realisation that most people do but what I won't tolerate is lying. I asked you
if you had a girlfriend, that also means wife, boyfriend, life partner and
significant other."
I raised my brows at her comment as I enjoyed the floor show but tried to hide
the smirk from my face as I didn't want to antagonise her further. This was the
Amy that I enjoyed spending time with, the spirited, hot tempered Amy as it
excited me.
"And I told you that I haven't." I said reiterating my words from a
previous conversation.
"Well then, I trust you."
Her words surprised me as I didn't know where she was going with this, and I
slithered from the bed to make my way over to her. She watched my movements but
didn't move or recoil as I placed my hands on her shoulders. "I promise
that I haven't got a girlfriend, wife, life partner or significant other and
most certainly haven't got a boyfriend." She sniggered and I felt some of
her earlier frustration leave her body as she wasn't as rigid. "Come here,"
I said wrapping her in my arms and instantly felt a stirring down below.
Amy pulled away slightly, "You could've put some boxers on." She said
sniggering.
"Where's the fun in that?" I asked looking down at my semi erect cock.
"Well I don't want you starting something you can't finish and if you have
to be somewhere in an hour, you better start putting your clothes on."
She said this in good humour but I knew that I'd upset her this evening. She
was right, I glanced at my watch and time was really against me. I scooted
around the floor to retrieve my clothes and shimmied into my boxers all the
time being observed by Amy. I so wanted to explain my predicament to her but
then I also didn't want to bombard her with things so early into the
relationship either.

When fully dressed Amy led the way from the bedroom and out
into the living room so that I could retrieve my jacket from the back of the
sofa.
"Sorry I have to rush off, can I take you out this weekend and make it up
to you?" I asked hopeful.
"Can we play it by ear? It's just that I'm out tomorrow and it's Maggies
and Hound's 25th Wedding Anniversary on Saturday."
I nodded my head and felt a pang of disappointment that she had plans, "I
understand." I said a little too quietly for my liking, I didn't want her
to think I was sulking. I fastened my jacket and walked towards the front door.
"Thank you for dinner," I glanced over my shoulder and gave Amy my
killer smile before turning to release the latch.
"My pleasure but we didn't make it to dessert."
I stepped into the corridor and turned to face Amy, "Oh I think we
did." I said brightly giving her a quick wink as I watched her cheeks
redden. "Give me a call when you're free and we'll sort something
out." I turned and headed towards the stairs at the end of the corridor
and as I heard the front door click shut I reached for my mobile and dialled
the familiar number, waiting for her to answer, "I'm just leaving now Hazel...I
love you too."

Amy

I stood in front of the kettle with my eyes half shut. Not
even an extra cold shower had woke me completely this morning and I was eagerly
waiting for the kettle to boil so I could have a cup of tea as that was my last
hope to be able to function properly.
I poured the hot water into the mug and swirled it around before straining the
tea bag making sure it was strong.
As I walked into the living room, I took a quick swig and savoured the feeling
as it slid down easily warming my insides. I noticed the post on the mat by the
door and made my way over to collect it. I flicked through the pile as I liked
to separate the junk mail from the important post and was surprised to see a
letter addressed to me.
Now why would anyone address a letter to me here?

I didn't recognise the handwriting on the envelope and was
instantly intrigued as to who would write me a letter. I slipped my finger into
a small opening on the brown envelope and pulled it along the edge to tear it
open as I slumped onto the sofa ready to read.

Vixen,
Please try to be rational and read this letter before you tear it to shreds and
throw it away. I don't know if the guys have told you but I've been
incarcerated now for the past twenty-two weeks and I'm nearing the end of my
sentence. This stretch inside has given me time to think babe and I realise
just how much I miss you. I'll send you a visiting order next week and
hopefully you'll have it in your heart to come and visit me so I can explain a
few things.
I hope you are well.
Recon xx

I held the letter close to my chest shocked that he'd made
contact after all these years. My stomach twisted and I felt an array of
emotions that I didn't want to be feeling and threw myself onto the sofa so
that I could scream into the pillows, thrashing around as I punched the sofa
with all that I had. How dare he try to wriggle his way back into my life now
that I was finally getting things in order. I had a beautiful home, fantastic
job and even my love life was looking on the up at the moment, so I didn't want
to be thinking about Blake. I screamed again but this time the tears came
streaming down my cheeks in frustration as the horrible memories came flooding
back. I didn't want to be doing this, I sat up and screwed the letter into a ball
before throwing it across the room. Blake wasn't having any of my time, he left
me when I needed him most and I didn't forgive lightly. I stood from the sofa
and grabbed my phone to select the most kick arse tune I had as I made my way
to the bathroom to freshen up. I had a busy day at the cafe and an even busier
evening planned at the Country Club.

“What are you drinking Amy?”
I was pulled from my thoughts and looked up to see Taylor stare at me with
confusion on her face.
“Snake bite. You want some?” I asked sniggering as I slurred my words and held
out my glass.
Taylor screwed up her nose, “No I’ll pass thanks.”
"Your loss." I raised my glass before downing the contents. It was early
but I was already feeling tipsy. The letter from Blake had knocked me for six
and all I wanted to do this evening was to drown my sorrows and try to forget
about him.
There was a loud noise from outside. I glanced in the direction to see Harlow
pull back the curtain and look out of the living room window, “Drink up ladies,
the taxis are here!”
There was a flurry of activity as the group finished their drinks and generally
got ready by squirting perfume and applying the last of their make-up.

I stood and stumbled slightly, "Ouch, you need to be
more careful." I turned to see Paige slip off her stiletto to massage her
big toe that I'd just trod on. I disliked Paige, she was a vindictive bitch and
I would've loved to have been younger so I could've slapped her around a little
to show her that she wasn't so tough. I sniggered at the pathetic bitch and
turned to follow the group.
"You got something to say?"
Although drunk I couldn't believe that Paige would try and confront me because
I wasn't one to hold back even if I was sober. I turned on my heels and walked towards
her slowly, I saw Paige swallow hard at my close proximity but she wasn't about
to back down and lose face.
"Oh babe I've got lots to say but this isn't the time or the place. You'll
finally get what's coming to you and I only hope I'm either there when it
happens or I'm the one delivering it."
Paige flipped her hair and narrowed her eyes, "You don't scare me Amy.
You're only Diesel's sister, it's not as if you're an old lady as even Recon
got bored of you."
The fucking bitch infuriated me, I clenched my teeth and lunged forward aiming
for her nose with my forehead. The contact made her stumble back and I was
satisfied when I saw blood dripping from her nose and her eyes water. "You
may not be scared of me but next time I'll rip your fucking cheap extensions from
your head as I'm smashing your face on the ground, you cunt!"
"You've broken my fucking nose!"
"Stop your whining it's not broken!" I turned to see Savannah fling a
couple of tissues at Paige before she wrapped her arm around my shoulder and
directed me towards the front door. "She's not worth it babe."
"I know but she fucking annoys me. She walks around here like her shit
don't stink and needed to be put in her place." I knew I shouldn't have
done it because of the grief it could cause but she shouldn't have brought up
Blake.
"So why are you in a pissy mood this evening?" Savannah asked as we
walked towards the taxi.
I took the scrunched up letter from my handbag and passed it to an intrigued
Savannah. She quickly skimmed the letter and I saw her demeanour change by the
time she'd read it completely. "Erm...I can now understand why. So what
are you going to do?"
I shrugged, "Get drunk!"
Savannah raised her brows, "That's okay in the short term but what about
tomorrow?"
"I'll think about that tomorrow but for now I need to get drunk." I
stated snatching the letter from her grasp as I made my way to the taxi.

It didn't take long for us to arrive at the Country Club, I
liked it here and knew that we wouldn't be bothered by hangarounds from the
club.
We piled out of the taxis and I linked arms with Savannah as we made our way
into the club and were shown to our tables.
“Right ladies, choose a song and get your names down. No exceptions, drunk or
not!” Maggie looked over and flung the book in Taylor's direction. I sniggered
as she caught it and eagerly opened the book to look through the songs.
Savannah tapped me on the shoulder and pointed at the barmaid standing beside
me ready to place the drinks on the table and I moved my arms giving her the
space to do so. I heard the conversation between Chanel and Taylor take place
and the mothering attitude Taylor showed towards her although they weren't related.
I couldn't handle seeing their interaction, I needed some space and more
alcohol so I quickly poured myself a large class of Champagne and headed in the
direction of the dance floor. I noticed that the queue had gone down by the
karaoke machine and walked to the table to write the name of my chosen song on a
strip of paper, I was half cut so I wasn't doing it on my own and sniggered to
myself as I wrote Taylor's name down also. As I turned to glance around the club,
I saw Connor standing with Louise in the far corner. I smiled as I observed
them from afar as they looked so happy and watched as Connor unconsciously took
one of Louise's tendrils and tucked it behind her ear.

I made my way over towards them, "Can I whisk your
lovely lady away?" I asked trying to refrain from slurring as I held out
my hand. I wasn't taking no for an answer as Louise needed to branch out and
start meeting other people from the group and this evening was the perfect
opportunity to do so. Louise glanced at Connor briefly before placing her hand
in mine and smiled as we made our way across the club in the direction of the
group.

"You can't stand with Connor all night, you need to
mingle with us." I slumped on the chair across the table from Keira.
Louise stood uncomfortably at the end of the table as she rested her weight
from one foot to the other. Keira quickly removed her handbag from the seat
beside her, "Please join us."
"Keira, this is Louise, Connor's girlfriend." I stated, noticing that
I was slurring my words a lot more than earlier, I needed to ease off the
alcohol or I wasn't getting up for work in the morning.
Louise smiled sweetly as she blushed, "I'm just Spike's friend."
I scoffed as I stood, "I'm going to dance." I was happy that Louise
had joined the group and was confident that she was in safe hands with Taylor
and Keira but I felt like I couldn't stand still for long as I was too
agitated.

I made my way to the dance floor but quickly realised that I
needed a dance partner as a slow song played. "Caleb will you do me the
honour?" I asked holding out my hand.
Caleb placed his bottle of Becks on the nearest table to take my hand, before
he raised it high to spin me around, and wrapped his arms firmly around my
waist to pull me close. "The honour is all mine," he stated with a
cocky grin.
"Just please don't spin me again." I asked feeling my eyes roll into
the back of my head.
Caleb sniggered, "You gotta pace yourself babe."
"I know that but it's been a difficult day." I stated trying to focus
on his face as I noticed his frown. I didn't really want to explain but I was
talking in code. I let out a sigh, "An acquaintance from the past got in
touch."
Caleb let out a low whistle and shook his head, "The wanker got in touch
despite what I said?"
I was a little taken aback by his words and even more confused how he knew.
"What do you mean?"
"I saw Recon the other week and he was saying all kinds of crazy shit. I
told him it was best to leave you alone until he was released and then he could
make an informed decision."
"So why didn't you tell me Caleb?" I stepped back from his hold and
saw the look of confusion on his face.
"That was the whole point Amy, the club didn't want him contacting
you."
"I'm twenty-six years old."
"That may be true but Duke and Diesel want you safe, we all want you
safe."
"Blake wont hurt me!" I stated placing my hands on my hips. He was
many things but he wouldn't ever strike a woman.
"Not physically but maybe emotionally." Caleb let out a sigh and
leaned forward to whisper in my ear, "You're making a scene about nothing,
we just want you safe babe that's all."
I nodded my head understanding what he was saying but the club needed to trust
me that I was now in a better place than I'd ever been in my life. I wasn't
about to go down that slippery slope again and throw away everything that I had
fought so hard to achieve.

"Could I please have Amy to the stage?" The voice
over the speaker alerted me that I was up next for karaoke.
"I've gotta get Taylor." I said pointing in the direction of the
seating area the group had congregated around. Caleb pursed his lips and smiled
as he watched me walk into the crowd but I knew he wasn't happy about Blake
getting in touch with me.

“Come on Taylor it’s our turn.” I grabbed Taylor's wrist and
pulled her from the chair in the direction of the stage. Taylor had already sung
two songs this evening but I really wanted her to do a duet of Nico and Vinz,
Am I wrong with me. Mitchell had just arrived and certain lyrics were very
fitting which made me snigger as we walked up the steps to the stage. The man
handed us each a microphone and we waited patiently for the intro to begin.

So am I wrong
For thinking that we can be something for real?
Now am I wrong
For trying to reach the things that I can’t see?

Taylor was first up and I could see her register the lyrics
as she sung them. She glanced around the room and the electric tension mounted
as her eyes met Mitchell's across the room. I was supposed to sing the second
verse and tried my best to read the lyrics from the screen but knew I was
slurring much to the amusement from the crowd. I glanced at Taylor as I
concentrated hard to try and keep in time with the music and gave her a cheeky wink.
We finished to whoops and cheers from the audience mainly from our party, who
were getting more intoxicated as the evening wore on.

“I’m going to the bathroom.” Taylor quickly stepped from the
stage.
I followed Taylor and reached out to grab her hand, “Have you got the hump with
me Taylor? You know that I love you right?” I grabbed a strand of her hair and
played with it as I swayed in front of her. “Did you like the song?” I asked
with a broad smile, I hoped she'd listened to the words she was singing.
Taylor nodded her head slowly as she pulled me into her embrace to wrap an arm
around my waist to steady me, I saw her glance around the room and finally nod
her head once she saw Savannah and Chanel standing near the dance floor. Taylor
directed me over to the women, “Can you look after Amy whilst I pop to the
bathroom?”
“Yeah sure Taylor, we’ll look after her.” Savannah said as Taylor passed me
over into Savannah's embrace.
I saw Taylor smile, “Thanks, I won’t be long.” She stated before breezing down
the corridor.
"Erm...why are you all talking about me like I'm not here?" I asked trying
to focus on Savannah.
"Ah babe, you're just a little tipsy. I told you to go easy, you have work
tomorrow."
"What are you my mum?"
"Don't take that tone babe, I'm just trying to help."
"Well it's all well and good giving advice after the event has
happened."
Chanel sniggered at the interaction between us, I gave her a cheeky wink but my
head started to spin. "I need James, can you call James for me Savannah?"
She nodded in Chanel's direction, "Can you do the honours babe, my hands
are a little full."
"Hey, what are you implying?"
"I'm implying that you're drunk and I'd like to sit you down
somewhere."
"I'm not sitting Savannah, I still want to have a dance."
"Well I think your time for dancing has passed. Come on let's get you
home."
Savannah allowed me to put my weight on her as she helped me from the club. I
didn't want to go home yet but I knew I'd feel better for it in the morning if
I did.