Leader: Book Three (Princes of Prophecy 3) (7 page)

I fall on her back. “My fuckin’ beautiful girl.” I kiss her neck. “Fuckin’ perfect.” She moans so I move. Holy fuck I’ve never been so turned on. I roll to the side and pull her to my chest. “You surprise the hell out of me Lily. Thank you.”

“I want to tease you again,” she says, taking deep breaths.

I laugh. Fuckin’ Lily. “Anytime babe.”

She looks at me and her face is beet red. “I like when you use the Prez voice.”

I kiss her head. “I noticed. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Whatever happens between us is ours alone. As long as you enjoy it, it’s good. I can tell you I did.”

She nods and relaxes back on my chest. “I did too.”

“I’ll take you to the adult store and you can pick some toys. We’ll try new things and see what else you like.”

I get a shy look. “Okay.”

I laugh. She’s fuckin’ cute. “Let me clean you up so we can get back to our party.”

“Oh shit!” She’s back to beet red.

“They’re fuckin’ bikers Lily. They aren’t judging us.”

She nods and relaxes. I shake my head and lift her as I sit up. “I didn’t have any of your clothes brought here.” Fuck. I don’t want her down there just fucked with no panties. I’m thinking about taking her home to get some when she moves.

“I have spare panties in my purse.”

What the fuck? “You keep spare panties in your purse for what reason?” Nothing I can think of works for me and I’m fuckin’ pissed.

She laughs and I’m more pissed watching her pull the sexy as fuck panties out of her bag. “Eliza told me to take them today. I wouldn’t have them otherwise. I should thank her.”

I push the hair out of my face and take a deep breath. When the fuck do I get mad so quick? This emotion jumping is fuckin’ worrisome. I get off the bed and pull her to the bathroom. Once she’s clean I put the sexy as fuck panties on her. I need to call Victoria’s. Jessie says they’re like clockwork. I’m going to need all the help I can get with anything that has to do with her. I shake my head and pull on my pants. Thinking no one better touch her, or I’ll kill them.

“Are you mad at me for teasing you?”

My eyes snap to her and I see she’s confused. Fuck. “No babe. I was thinking if anyone touches you I’d kill them. I’m glad you had the panties.”

Her whole face lights up. “I kicked the shit out of a Brother already. I think I’m safe. Too many saw me connect with his family jewels.”

“Who the fuck would mess with you?” She’s been here two fuckin’ days!

She’s fixing her hair and I want to kill the pussy. “Whoever your clown is. The comic relief guy.”

Fuckin’ Ramsey? He used his fuckin’ disgusting lines on my Lily? “I’m going to kill him.”

I walk to the door. “Wait!” She runs through the room picking up her purse as she goes. “I could make the bed and clean the room up.”

“No. You’re not a fuckin’ maid.” I take her hand and head back to the common room.

“Please slow down,” she says as we get to the bottom of the stairs. Fuck. I stop and take a breath to calm myself.

“I’m fuckin’ pissed he would even try his dumbass lines on you. I’m going to kill him so I never have to listen to his fuckin’ mouth again.”

She giggles and I look at her. “I kind of like you pissing on my leg and all, but think of the hours of entertainment you’ll lose trying to train another moron for the comic relief job.”

What? I replay that in my head and laugh. Fuckin’ Lily. “It’s you. You’re making me fuckin’ crazy.”

She nods. “Brenda said the same thing, but for different reasons. She was pissed when I put the squeeze soap in the dishwasher. We had suds everywhere.”

I’m bent over laughing picturing the suds. My father had the same problem with the washer. She squeezes my hand. “I can take care of myself. When I need help I know where you are. Homicide isn’t needed for the moron’s vulgar mouth. I dealt with it and someone threw him out so you didn’t kill him today. I hope by tomorrow you’re over it. I see cake so I’m heading that way.” She points to a long table and starts walking. I laugh – and follow her like a puppy.

She sits with the old ladies and I put her cake in front of her then sit with the Brothers. “She is good for you. I am glad Ramsey was smart enough to leave for the day,” Dakota says and Jessie laughs.

“Brantley, get it up so we can see it,” Uncle Danny says.

I just calmed the fuck down. I shake my head and look at Dakota. ‘Are you doing okay?’ I ask in his head.

He nods. ‘Yes, the pussy does not have anything we can use. He is not MC and was paid over the computer. I gave it to Pres so Geek can find where it is from. I did not want to bother Brantley or Jason. Geek is working today,’ he answers in my head.

I feel negative and look around. “At the bar Prez,” Dakota says and Uncle Danny looks. At the end of the bar a Brother is shoving a homeless guy toward the door.

I get up and people move making it easy for me to get to the door fast. Before the Brother can push him again I’m in front of him. “No reason to push him when he’s going peacefully. I would hope that you are never treated so badly when you’re down. We lift people up. We don’t kick them when they’re down.”

The Brother turns away and I look at the man. “I’m sorry. I’m Little Ben. Did you come in for a reason?” I’m wondering how he got through the gate.

The man looks down. “Just some water.” He’s telling the truth. Something is wrong with his eyes. I look at him. He’s not that old, maybe fifty or so. It’s hard to tell.

Dakota takes his arm and sits him at the first table. ‘He is blind Prez,’ he says in my head. “I will get you some water. Prez will make sure no one puts hands on you.”

“I don’t want to be a bother. Just some water and I’ll be on my way,” the man says.

I don’t know why I’m surprised, but he’s telling the truth. “What is your name?”

His head swings toward me, but I know he doesn’t see me. “Trapper.”

“How did you get in the gate Trapper? I’m happy to give you the water you ask for, I’m just curious.”

He bobs his head. “I came through the tall grass. I got turned around. Some kids were messing with me and I lost count. The gate was open at the tall grass. I followed the noise to here. I thought I was coming in a bar.”

Dakota is throwing pictures to me. I see the kids then the back gate. ‘Get Jessie on the gate. We’re on high and the fuckin’ gate is open?’

Uncle Danny puts the water on the table and sits. “I’m Danny. I’m glad to meet you. I have one eye, but I can’t imagine what no sight is like.”

Trapper nods to him and Uncle Danny slides the glass directly in front of Trapper. Fuckin’ smart. Trapper runs his hand along the table and lifts the glass up. I see his knuckles are bruised and two have dried blood. “Thank you sirs.”

Uncle Danny laughs. “We’re bikers. Sir isn’t necessary.”

Trapper looks scared at that. “I didn’t know. I’ll be on my way.” He pushes his chair back.

“We aren’t Outlaws Trapper, relax and finish your water.” He sits straighter, but scoots his chair forward again and reaches for his glass. I’m amazed he can remember exactly where he left it. “The Brother that got you the water, Dakota, he helps through the church down town. Do you need a ride back there?” I ask, not really wanting him to leave, but I don’t know why.

His head turns, but not so his face is looking directly at me. “Dakota Lightfoot? He does help at the church. He’s a biker too?”

Uncle Danny laughs. “He is. He’s a high ranking Officer of the Princes. They are the bikers that got rid of the drugs and gangs in town.”

“Not all of them. The kids are getting mean like the old gangs.” He mumbles.

Uncle Danny points and I move to the side. There is blood running down by his ear.

I look around. “Prospect!” I say looking toward the bar. When Wiley comes over I tell him to find Doc Nick. Uncle Danny keeps Trapper talking and I get more water, a plate of food and some cake for him. Nick comes over as I set the cake down. “In front of you is a plate of food with a hotdog, a hamburger and potato salad. A plate at one o’clock has cake. Before you eat, I’d like Doc Nick to look at your head. There’s blood dripping down the side of your ear.”

The man’s eyes tear up and I look away. I don’t know why; it’s not like he can see us. “Thank you for your generosity. I could use a bite.” I can see that, since he’s rail thin.

Nick talks to him and checks his head. He pulls his bag open and Eliza comes over to help. Trapper takes eight stitches. Nick signs he needs a shower and to clean his hair so it doesn’t get infected. “Trapper, Doc Nick is signing that you need a shower and clean hair so your stitches don’t get infected. We have a bunkhouse out back. It’s empty right now. I’d like you to stay here so Doc Nick can keep an eye on the cut so it heals without causing any other problems for you. We can get your belongings for you so you’re comfortable for the week.”

“I don’t want to cause trouble. Some people don’t want me here.” He grabs for the plate and starts eating.

“I’m President of the Princes. I guarantee your safety while you’re here. My name is Ben Knight. If you have a problem, make sure you say you have my protection.”

He swallows and reaches for the glass again. “Ben Knight. You’re President and I have your protection.”

I smile. “Yes, that’s perfect. I’ll make it easy for you too.” I stand up looking for Dakota. I don’t see him, but hear the war cry and smile. “Brothers. This is Trapper. He will be staying in the bunkhouse for the week until his stitches come out and his wound is healed. He has my protection.” Dakota and Jessie throw in then Pres, Uncle Danny and Darren. I smile. “That’s a fuck of a lot of deadly Brothers to go through. Keep Trapper happy and healthy Brothers.”

Someone yells, “To Trapper!” Uncle Danny cracks up.

“You’ll be safe here Trapper. When you’re finished, I’ll get a Prospect assigned to help you get around. The property, Club and bunkhouse are huge. Can you tell me where your belongings are so we can get them?”

He’s been eating this whole time. He takes a drink and Uncle Danny switches his glass for the full one. “Thank you, but it’s been four days. My stuff will be long gone.”

“Your head wound is fresh,” Nick says to him.

He nods. “They had me for a couple days. It was in a big fenced place. I got out last night. I been wandering, but can’t figure where I am. They caught up with me this morning, but I wouldn’t get back in the car. They didn’t expect me to fight this time.” He smiles. He’s got some teeth missing, but they don’t look bad. I guess that’s where the damage to his hand came from.

I stand up. “I’ll be right back.” I find Chris at the bar. “Get the bunkhouse ready for Trapper. He’ll need clothes. Get a barber here for him and have Lee get him a Prospect to help him out. The Prospect stays with him. I don’t want him having any trouble so make sure it’s someone Lee trusts. Have food brought in for him.”

He smiles. “All but the Prospect is set up for him Prez. I’ll get on that now.”

I laugh. “Good job Brother.”

“Congratulations Prez. I’m happy for you.”

I throw him chin and get back to Trapper. I see he has more food. Uncle Danny shrugs. “Chris is in charge of the Club. He already has clothes and food set for you for the week. The Prospect will stay with you. If you need something he’ll help you get it, if you need to leave, you do that with the Prospect.”

He puts his hand up so I stop. “I just need to let the church know I’m okay. They’ll be looking for me. The Pastor looks out for me.”

“I can call them, but they may want to see for themselves that you are okay,” Dakota says from behind him.

“Dakota Lightfoot?”

I smile, he’s smart. “Yes, that is my name. Most people call me Eagle Eye. You are a pilot too,” Dakota says smiling.

Trapper laughs. “Used to be.”

“You were hurt in Afghanistan. Chemicals took your vision.” Trapper doesn’t move. “I am a reader.”

His body relaxes and he nods then starts eating again. Fuck, he was fighting and lost his vision? Dakota nods. ‘He gets little help from the VA. They let him out of the hospital here, but he is not from here. He has been here for seven years. Homeless for the last three. His checks were being stolen.’ Sonofabitch. I sign for Uncle Danny. Nick signs he will help. I nod. I’ll take it.

A Prospect comes to the table and Uncle Danny pulls him away. When they come back the Prospect is smiling. “Trapper, I’m Done, your Prospect for the week or however long you need me. Before you say anything, I want to thank you for your service. I’m honored that I get to serve you this week. There is a barber on his way. He’ll meet us in the bunkhouse. We have just enough time for a shower before he gets here. If you’re done eating, that is. I could make a plate while you’re showering for after the barber.”

Trapper’s eyes tear up again and we all look away. “Thank you. President Ben Knight, Danny, Dakota Lightfoot, Doc Nick, Eliza and Done.” We all laugh.

“Please make yourself at home and let Done know if you need anything. Anything at all.”

He nods but doesn’t say anything. “When you stand up I’ll be to your right. We’ll go out the front door and around the Club to the bunkhouse. My arm is out and I’ll keep it there for you.”