Creed: Fallen Angel's MC (11 page)

Jada

Wiggling around I feel a backache from hell coming on. I pry my eyes open to see a small amount of light shining in the sky.

“You awake sweetheart?” Shifting my neck to the side, I look up at the hottest man I have ever seen.

“Yeah. Is it time to go?” Shifting in Creed’s lap, he pulls me closer.

“In a while. You sleep ok?” Lifting up I kiss his lips. I couldn’t stand them being there and not having them on me.

“I take that as a yes.” Climbing up, I straddle his lap and sit. Snaking my arms around his neck I look him in the eyes.

“Are you sure I’m what you want. I can’t share you Creed.” His eyes light up at my questions. I’m glad he is amused because I’m dead serious. I can’t bear the thought of him being with someone else.

When Creed’s arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer, I can feel his hard on. God my body reacts immediately.

“I wouldn’t put my ass on the line if I wasn’t sure Jada. You are the only thing that matters to me.” I press my lips to his savoring every bit of him.

“You two ready?” Tank’s voice has me pulling back. I’ve thought about Creed a lot since we’ve been apart and the thought of him with someone else always hurt me.  I know we weren’t together when he left but it hurt just the same. I never thought I would have a second chance with him but here he is.

“Yeah brother. Let’s get the fuck outta here.”  Creed kisses me once more before I climb off his lap. My eyes travel his body as he stands, marveling at the muscles he’s added on since the last time I saw him.

“You keep lookin’ at me like that darlin’ I’ll fuck you in these woods.” My eyes flicker to his and hold there. The threat of what he will do to me sends shivers across my body. I almost want to test that threat but I don’t want to get shot today either.

Creed grabs up anything that we may have dropped before we follow Tank and Cher back towards the bikes.

“They look a little close don’t they?” Creed looks up at them before looking back at me smiling.

“Maybe she wants to be a biker chick too.” I smile at him before we walk up on the bikes. Tank is looking them over, inspecting them. I’m confused.

“What is he doing?”  Tank glances over at me like I was talking to him.

“Don’t wanna blow the fuck up when this shit starts.” Jesus! I get it now. Someone could have messed with the bikes.

“We good?” I start to take Creed’s jacket off as he talks to Tank but he stops me.

“Wear it. You look fuckin’ hot as hell with my MC’s name all over you.” I smile knowing that I haven’t showed him my tattoo yet.  He will fucking love it.

I walk over to Cher while Creed and Tank talk for a minute looking at the bikes.

“You ok?” Bumping my shoulder with hers she smiles.

“I’m good. This is all kind of weird.” I get what she means and I hate that she was dragged into it.

“I’m sorry Cher. I know you have a life and I just got in the way of it.” I look down as I kick at some rocks. I know she has other things she could be doing right now.

“Are you fucking kidding me? This is the most excitement I’ve had in a long time. I’d prefer not to be shot but it is pure excitement. Besides, Tank isn’t so bad.” Grabbing me around the waist we both look over at him and laugh. He is a good looking guy.

“What the fuck is funny?” His head pops up as the two of us ogle him. I can see why people are intimidated by him though.

“Nothing. Can we leave? I want a hot shower.” Whining a little, Tank shakes his head but Creed smiles that devilish smile he has. I know what he’s thinking and I’m all in.

When the guys feel like they have checked the bikes enough, we finally leave. I’m thankful to be out of the woods and heading back home. Wow, I must have it bad to call it home.

The ride back is nice and calm. The wind around me soothes my nerves slightly. I know Kenny is coming back for me and that it’s just a matter of time. It just scares me that Creed or Cher or Tank even could be caught in the crossfire.

Pulling up the clubhouse driveway my heart slams in my chest. Maybe Sharp is going to be pissed that I’m back and it’s causing problems for his club but I’ve made my decision, I just haven’t told Creed yet.

The parking lot is loaded with cars and bikes. It almost looks like a lockdown. We had that a few times when I was with Kenny but it wasn’t this massive.

As the bike comes to a stop, Creed kills the engine. I climb off and watch as Tank helps Cher off his bike making me smile.

Turning to Creed he has the same grin on his face.

“You think he really likes her?” Creed looks down at me with his tired eyes. He really didn’t sleep last night.

“Couldn’t say sweetheart.” Grabbing my hand, he leads me towards the door.

“Is the club on lockdown?” Creed stops walking before he looks at me. The uncertainty in his eyes bothers me but he has to get used to the fact that I have lived through this before.

“Yeah. I fuckin’ hate this for you Jada. Are you sure you want to stay in this kind of lifestyle?” I can see his eyes pleading with me to change my mind but that isn’t going to happen. I’ve made my decision to stay; besides, it’s the only life I’ve known.

Before I can say anything the door flies open and Sharp and a few others walk out.

“You all good?”  He looks between us all but his gaze falls on me. I knew it. I knew it all came down to me.

“Yeah, Pres. We’re good.” Creed looks at me before focusing back on Sharp.

“We need to talk but you look like shit brother. Sleep and then we will figure shit out.” Nodding Creed grabs my hand leading me inside when I remember Cher.

“Hey, Cher. Come on.” Looking over my shoulder Tank shakes his head at me. I almost want to slap the shit out of him but I see the blush on Cher’s cheek.

“What the hell?” Creed looks to see what I’m looking at before he laughs.

“Want me to tell him she’s off limits?” My heart leaps in my chest when he says that. He would really do that for me?

“No. She’s a big girl.” Mumbling Creed pulls me towards the back. I’m glad to be back and to lie down in a real bed although I’m not tired.

I follow Creed inside before he kicks the door closed. Yawning, he pulls his shirt over his head tossing it to the floor. My eyes travel over his muscled back but the tattoo of his MC is what catches my eye. It’s beautiful.

“As much as I wanna fuck you, I’m dead darlin’.” I smile as I walk over to him and wrap my hands around his waist, kissing his back. His groans say the opposite of his mouth.

“Sleep Creed. I’m going to check on Cher.” Spinning around quickly he pins me with his glare.

“I don’t like you goin’ out around the clubhouse without me.” I know he’s trying to be protective of me but these are his brothers, not Kenny.

“I know. Come on, I’ll lay with you.” Walking towards the bed I hear him sigh in relief. The man is so uptight.

Creed wraps his arms around me holding me close. His breath warm against my neck makes my pulse sky rocket.

I think back to when we were younger. Creed, Jason and I would run around and play. I would follow them to the park all the time. Even as we got older, I would follow them around. Jason would always get annoyed with me but Creed always smiled and winked. I know we were young but I believe I loved him even when we were kids.

Waiting until his breathing evens out and I know he’s asleep; I slide out from under him and head out to talk to Sharp.

Creed

Rolling over I notice Jada isn’t in bed. I hope like hell she’s in the bathroom. Pushing myself up I see the bathroom door open and the light off.

“Damn that girl doesn’t listen.” Sitting on the edge of the bed I run my hand through my hair. I can hear the music out in the main room. I know we are on lockdown but that doesn’t stop the party. The kids are probably downstairs in the spare rooms having their own party. That’s usually how that goes.

I grab my jeans and pull them and my boots on, not bothering with a shirt. I don’t give a shit about what anyone thinks about me, only Jada.

Heading out towards the main room, I pass some of the Angel chaser’s but none even look my way. Damn, that’s a change.

As soon as I hit the main room I dead fucking stop. My mouth goes dry and my hands clench at my sides. Jada is standing by the bar talking and smiling with Sharp with a beer in her hand and a tiny fucking tank top.  No the fuck she is not out here dressed like that.

“Stop lookin’ so hard.” Tank slaps my shoulder before I look at him, the “I just got fucked” grin all over his face.

“You fuck that girl? God damn Tank. She isn’t one of us brother.” Shaking my head, I hear someone behind us but I don’t look back.

“Creed don’t tell people what I am. You don’t know me any more either.”  Cher walks past me like she owns the damn place before Tank laughs.

“Fuck that. She is hot as hell.” I look between the two of them shaking my head. Those two are a fucking mess.

I walk away from the sex crazed idiots and straight towards Jada when she turns around completely with her back to me.

My heart fucking stops beating. Her low cut tank top shows off her beautiful back and hell help me if that tattoo isn’t shaking my dick awake.

Right across the back of her shoulders is: Property of Creed Fallen Angel’s MC with the fucking skull and black angel wings.

I don’t know what the fuck to say. I don’t know what to do for that matter. She made the choice for me. I should be pissed but I’m not. I’m fucking happy beyond reason. Jada chose me.

“God damn that’s why she wanted to see my tatt?” Tank steps up next to me looking at the same thing as me. Wait, what the fuck did he just say?

“When the fuck she look at your shit?” Looking over at the man next to me he smiles.

“Same time you got your shit. Apparently she was gettin’ that.” He points over at Jada while I shake my head. I had no idea she did that.

Jada spins around and her eyes lock on mine as if she knew it was me watching her. Her eyes travel down my chest stopping on my tattoo. I hadn’t showed it to her and I was so tired when we got back that I crashed.

I can see the tears in her eyes as she looks over the tattoo I got for her.

Property of Jada is written in dark letters over my heart. After being with her again, there is no one else I want.

Slowly she moves towards me and it’s as if time stops. The world isn’t spinning and there is no one in this clubhouse. Just me and her.

With her hand over her mouth she stops in front of me, eyes full of tears.

“You did this for me?” I reach around her shoulders and run my hand over her back.

“I did it for us. I love you Creed. You’re the only one I want.” Her hand comes to rest on my chest and I swear my fucking heart is going to leap out of my chest.

“I want you Jada, more than anything.” I lean down taking her lips with mine. The taste of her lips kicks my ass every time. I can’t get enough of her.

Cheers blow up around the room when I pull away from her, holding her to my chest. I can’t help but smile. Jada is making every fucking dream I’ve ever had come true.

“Congratulations brother.” Sharp walks over pulling me into a hug.

“You knew about this shit?” Looking over at Sharp, he smiles. Sneaky fucker.

“Just found out after you went to sleep. She came to me.” Pulling Jada closer to my side, this girl never stops amazing me.

“We still need to talk shit out.” Sharp nods his head. I know he’s happy for me but the fact of the matter is the Shadows are still after Jada and now after us. That shit isn’t going to fly.

Jada

Throwing back another beer I feel like one of the guys. It’s funny how different the clubs are. With the Shadows women were never allowed to drink with the guys. Here, they practically encourage it.

“We gotta make sure you can hang with us sweetheart.” Tank laughs passing me another shot of vodka. These boys don’t know who they are talking to. Of course I can drink like a pro.

“Double it Tank.” Ohh’s and ahh’s go up around the bar when I say that. I know they think because I’m small I can’t handle my liquor. They will quickly learn.

Tank slides another glass in front of me before I chug the shit out of both of them.

“Holy fuckin’ Christ Creed. Your woman can drink.” Fly yells over from the end of the bar. I know him and Creed don’t get along well; at least that’s what I heard anyway.

“Hell yeah she can. Don’t you men go doubting a woman.” Cher chimes in throwing her drink back. I watch as she drinks and smiles over her shoulder at Tank.

I wonder if those two will hook up. He seems to really like her although they just met. She looks happy though and I don’t think she has been in a long time.

“You made my boy happy tonight.” Sharp is close to my ear now. I know he has something to say to me, I can feel it. Taking the cue, I walk away from the bar grabbing a cigarette from Cher before I head towards the door.

Sharp comes out just as I light my cigarette up, standing next to me.

“What is it you want from me?” Turning to face him, I know there is something.

“Nice way to start a conversation sweetheart.” I watch him take a long pull from his bottle before shaking my head.

“I’m not stupid. I lived with the Shadow’s long enough to pick up on things. You want something now spit it out.” I may be crossing the line here but there is no way in hell that I’m playing these little games.

“You’re right. I do want somethin’. First I need to say somethin’ if that’s ok?” Taking another puff of my cigarette I nod my head.

“Creed’s been a lost soul since he showed up here years ago. Always good to the club and the brothers. I knew about your brother and I’m sorry. I knew somethin’ was missin’ in that boy though. He always had a death wish and took all the shit runs to prove it. I saw a big change in him since you walked through that door and I don’t want to lose the new Creed.” I know what he means and I don’t either.

“I love Creed. Part of me always has. I never thought I would see him again but now that I have him I don’t plan on letting him go.” I see the light in Sharp’s eyes as he looks at me. I know he’s trying to size me up and see if I’m believable. I don’t care what he believes though, I know my heart.

“Glad to hear that. Now down to business. Who were you with at the Shadow’s and why does he want you back so damn bad?” Here’s the million dollar question. I knew I would have to face this moment sooner or later.

Taking a deep breath and another puff to calm my frazzled nerves I look to Sharp.

“Kenny Roland. He wants me because no one else knows the secrets I know.”  Sharp’s eyes widen, he runs his hand over his face. He looks haunted. I don’t know what I said that would bother him but he is clearly shaken.

“What the fuck did you just say?” His eyes don’t connect with mine as he speaks it’s like he is off in his own world.

The door pops open but I don’t turn around. I want to know what the fuck is going on now. I can see somethings off by the way Sharp took in what I just said.

“This is fuckin’ shit!” His screams pierce the night before I feel hands go around my waist. Looking over my shoulder Creed looks at his president.

“What the fuck is this?” Creed pulls me back against his hard body while Sharp continues to mumble to himself.

“What the hell happened?” Creed’s questions now come to me. Shrugging, I flick the cigarette to the ground.

“He asked me who I was with at the Shadows. I told him Kenny Roland.”  Clearly this name means something to them or this club because Creed lets go of me and takes a step back. What the hell does Kenny have to do with the Fallen Angel’s?

“Did I fuckin’ miss something here?”  Sharp turns to face Creed before giving him a small nod but Creed shakes his head no.

“She’s gonna find out brother.” Sharp doesn’t look at me, his eyes stay on Creed as if I’m not even here.

“Not like this. We need to figure shit out between us first.” The more these two talk around me the angrier I get. My hands clench at my sides before I head towards the driveway.

Fine, they don’t want to tell me what the hell is going on, I will find out myself from the source. As scared as I am that Kenny will kill me if he finds me, I have to know that Creed will be ok. If that means facing him, so be it.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re goin’?” Creed grabs my arm pulling me back against him.

“If you two don’t want to tell me why Kenny matters, I will find out myself.” The amusement that flashes in Creed’s eyes makes me want to slap the shit out of him.

“You aren’t fuckin’ goin’ anywhere.” Creed leans into me, kissing my neck gently.

“You can’t make me forget like that you know?” His chuckle sends a whole new wave of pleasure through me.

Why does this man do this to me?