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I grabbed a Kleenex and wiped between my legs before pulling my panties back up and facing away from him again.  No doubt I could use another orgasm but I needed sleep and was already worried that Theresa had heard us. 

The following morning I woke up and Ronnie was gone, I stretched then looked over at Theresa she was under the covers and her shoulders were shaking.  “Theresa what can I do?” I asked softly knowing she was crying from the pain. 

“Nothing, god it hurts though.  I can’t go home with you.”  She said softly and sniffled. 

“I can stay if you want me to.”

“No you need to go home, text me and let me know you made it.  Tell Pop’s happy birthday for me.”  She told me. 

I squeezed her shoulder and stood from her bed, packed my overnight bag, and kissed her head through the covers.  I checked my phone to see if Ronnie had text or called after he left at some point through the night but he hadn’t.  When I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth I gasped when I seen the massive hickey he had left on me last night.  My parents were going to be furious; they had always warned me that hickeys were tacky looking.  Mom had even scared me by telling me a blood clot could form and kill me so, this was my first hickey.  A senior in college with a huge bluish purplish hickey.  I shook my head and tried not to scream.  I hugged Theresa softly then walked out of the dorm and to my car.  It was a two thousand ten black Dodge Charger with the windows tinted and a bright orange Harley Davidson tag on the front.  I had always offered to drive Theresa places but she practically lived out of her car so it was just easier for her to drive us places.  When I got in the car I put my overnight bag in the passenger seat grabbed my phone out of my purse and sent Ronnie a text:

Me
:  NOT happy about the hickey!  Just getting ready to leave TTYL.

I started the car, put my seat belt on and backed out of the parking stall.  I had been on the road for about twenty minutes when my phone beeped with a text message.  I knew better than to check it so whoever had text me could just call and I would use my hands free system that the car had.  Nobody called so I didn’t think any more about it and jammed out to CD dance mix that our coach had given us a year ago.  When I was about ten minutes from home I called mom to see if she was awake.

Her sweet voice filled the speaker system, “Are you almost here?” she asked with a happy tone.

“In about ten minutes I will be, does he know yet that I’m coming home?”

“Nope, he doesn’t have a clue!  Just let me know when you are at Theresa’s I’ll come get you later.”

“She didn’t come with me, she had a migraine hit her last night.”  I told her.  I was really bummed out that she couldn’t come home with me.  My family was like a second family to her, we had been best friends since the third grade even when we fought we couldn’t stay mad at each other for more than half the day. 

“Oh, well, hmm,” mom paused, “Park behind the club house and go chill out in one of the spare rooms.  I will text you when we get ready to head to the club house.  I’m sure Betty is probably in the kitchen so you can grab some food.  I think most of the guys are up and moving around, they’ll be happy to see you.”

I laughed, “Okay I will see you later.”  We hung up and I drove through town and waved at the familiar faces I passed by.  There was a large store building that had a For Sale sign in the window it would make the perfect dance and fitness studio so I pulled over and wrote the number down.  There was a tap on my window that caused me to jump.  Bryan Russell that was a few years older than me and also a Prospect in my dad’s motorcycle club smiled at me while he waited for me to roll my window down. 

“Hey Syd, you here for the party?” 

“Yep, what are you up to?”  I asked. 

“Meeting up with a Nomad so he can join the festivities tonight too.”  He looked behind him at the building.  “You do know that place is sold right?”

My shoulders sagged, “Are you serious?  It would be perfect for what I plan on doing after I graduate.”

Bryan grinned, “I’m sure you’ll find something.”  He looked at his watch, “Gotta jet I’ll catch up with you later.”

“Later.”  I smiled then pulled away and looked in my rear view mirror.  Bryan was very cute in a boy next door type of way.  I hadn’t spent much time around him at the MC club but what little I was around him he seemed to be a pretty nice guy.  Rather than pull up the driveway I went another mile down the road to an offbeat path that led to the clubhouse.  I text mom to let her know I was there and that my car was hidden.  I could tell by the smiley faces she sent in return that she was probably bouncing in her shoes with excitement.  Once inside I let my eyes adjust to the dark hallway then I went upstairs where the rooms were.  Thankfully none of the guys were awake yet and most of them snoring helped me figure out what rooms were being used.  Just as I placed my overnight bag and purse on the bed my cell phone rang. 

“Yes mom.” 

“Can you come to the house please?”

“Umm, no.  I thought you didn’t want dad to know I was here.”

“There’s somebody here that you know though.”  I could tell she was giving a fake smile over the phone. 

“Be there in a minute.”  I ended the call and quietly made my way out the front of the club.  I ran across the small parking lot and almost skidded to a halt when I seen who was standing on the front porch with my mom.  She looked at me and had one eyebrow raised in question. 

“Ronnie?”  I said with a confused tone. 

“Hey babe,” he smiled big and quickly walked down the front steps, “I couldn’t be away from you.”  He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me. 

Mom walked up behind us, “Go back to the club house so your dad doesn’t see you.”  She looked at Ronnie then back at his bright green Kawasaki 650, “Move that thing back by her car so he doesn’t see it.”  She smiled at us then walked back inside.

I waited for Ronnie to move his motorcycle, when it zinged to life my shoulders fell.  I had no doubt that dad had heard it.  I quickened my pace and Ronnie pulled up next to me.  I told him to go around the side of the building and park behind my car.  I ran rest of the way across the parking lot and through the club house.  Betty tried to stop me but I ran past her to the back door.  Ronnie sauntered up to the door smiling big at me but I was
not
happy that he had shown up. 

“Do you have to look so pissed off that I’m here?” he asked with his eyebrows drawn together.

“I told you that I didn’t want you here this weekend because,” I exhaled a long breath, “behind those doors are guys that are going to try and make your night hell because you are my boyfriend.  I wanted to be able to have a good time and not have to worry about any fights breaking out.”  I said and bounded up the stairs with him right behind me. 

When we walked into the small room I sat down on the bed and glared at Ronnie as he looked around the room.  His eyes landed on me, a smile crept across his lips, “Don’t be mad babe, hell I’ve got big shoulders you know that I can take a lot of shit from people.  Who knows maybe I’ll want to join the club.” He lifted a shoulder and put his hands in his pockets. 

I rolled my eyes and shook my head, “Not gonna happen sorry.”  I mumbled. 

“So did I ruin your plans for the weekend or something?  Were you going to fuck one of the guys or what?  You’re being a little bitch.”  He said half yelling half normal. 

I shook my head, “Yeah that’s totally it, why didn’t you just ride with me?  It would have saved you some fuel.”  I said in a sarcastic tone.  Before he could answer there was a light tap on the door, I got off the bed and went over and cracked the door open.

Betty smiled big at me, I opened the door wide and hugged her as she hugged me, “You ran by me like your booty was in trouble.  Everything okay?” She asked and pulled away from me. 

“Yeah, I had somebody coming in the back door and didn’t think it would be too good if one of the guys had to let my boyfriend in.” 

Ronnie walked up behind me and extended his hand to Betty, she looked at his hand then at me then at Ronnie.  I introduced them and waited for the awkward silence to pass.  “Well then, come downstairs so I can make you something to eat and you can tell me how your last year of college is going.”  She said with a smile and looped her arm through mine.  Ronnie trailed behind us in silence, probably sensing that he wasn’t totally welcome in the club house.  None the less, I knew that my dad was going to be furious that I had brought him in without permission. 

We sat down at the bar, Betty made us scrambled eggs and sausage and handed us each a mug of coffee.  Like always the aroma of food woke the sleeping guys up and one by one they started to trickle into the bar area.  Once they all realized I was there they each hugged me and eyed Ronnie while grumbling a hello to him.  “Where’s the bathroom?”  he asked me and looked around the room that was now full of guys and their old ladies. 

“You’ll be better off if you go use the one in the room upstairs.”  I told him flatly.  I could feel eyes staring over at us and wanted to hide under the bar.  I could tell not a single person approved of him being in there with me.  “Be back in a few.”  He kissed my cheek and strolled through the room not looking at any of the people that were following him with their glaring eyes. 

When he was out of the room one of the guys rushed over to the bar, “What in the FUCK did you bring a guy in here for?  Your dad is going to be beyond pissed Syd.”  Cody said trying not to yell. 

I shook my head, “I didn’t bring him he followed me.  That’s my boyfriend, I explained it to him last week that he wouldn’t want to come this weekend.”  I laid my head against the bar and tapped my forehead against it.  “Mom knows he’s here, maybe she’ll be able to soften dad up a little without giving it away that we are here.”  Just as I finished talking the double doors were swung up, Cody turned and stood in front of me hiding me from whoever was walking in, his shoulders relaxed and he stepped out of the way.  There was Bryan and whoa … the sexiest, mouthwatering, tall, muscular, tattooed man I had ever laid eyes on walking next to him.  The guy smiled and shook the hands of the guys and nodded at their ‘Old Ladies’. 

I couldn’t take my eyes off of the guy as him and Bryan continued their walk to the bar.  “Syd this is Cade McAllister, Cade this is Sydney the Prez’s daughter.”

He smiled at me, his teeth were perfectly straight, bright white, and his eyes sparkled with mischievousness.  “Pleasure to meet you.” He nodded.  That voice, OH MY GOD.  His voice was deeper than Ronnie’s, so deep I swear it vibrated me to my core.  Betty cleared her throat interrupting the X rated thoughts that were entering my mind.  I broke the stare from Cade and looked at Betty.  She nodded her head towards the hallway to let me know Ronnie was on his way back to the bar. 

“Who the fuck is that?”  Bryan said with anger lasing his voice and looked at the others then at me.  “You can’t be fucking serious Syd.”  He shook his head and ran his hand through his hair. 

Ronnie sat back down beside me, eyeing Cade and Bryan both, oh this is so not good.  Bryan might only be a ‘Prospect’ but he didn’t let it slide that Ronnie wasn’t welcome in the Club.  “Sup.”  Ronnie said and wrapped his arm around my waist.  I wanted to slap his arm away and run out of the room. 

Bryan looked at his arm then at me, I glanced over at Cade that was in an intense stare down with Ronnie.  Obviously Cade knew the rules of the club, and I had broken it by bringing a stranger in without the approval of a member. 

“Syd, we need to have a little chat.”  Bryan said to me.  I tried to stand but Ronnie squeezed my hip and held me in place.  Not good, sooooo not good.  I said over and over in my head. 

The Vice President and my dad’s closest friend Duane walked over to the where the four of us were.  “Syd,” he shook his head, “Prez is going to be pissed but hopefully he’ll let it slide since this is all supposed to be a big surprise.”  He looked at Ronnie, “Boy you picked the wrong fucking weekend to come meet her parents.”  He turned and went back to the table.  The bar phone rang, Betty jumped then turned around and answered it. 

“That was your mom, your dad is headed over here.  Go to your room.”  She looked at Ronnie, “You better pray to God he doesn’t think anything is going on because he’ll turn this club upside down until he finds the problem.” 

I grabbed Ronnie’s hand and walked as fast as I could out of the bar area, when we got to the room I pushed him through the door way.  I locked the door and started pacing the floor, “I can’t believe you let them assholes talk to me like that.  Have you and Bryan been together he was sure staring you down, or maybe it was that motherfucker Cade.”  Ronnie said with an angry tone as he leaned against the wall. 

I glared up at him, I held up a finger at him, One; those guys are not assholes they are like family to me.  Two; no I haven’t slept with Bryan he’s just following club rules.  Three; I have never met Cade until today.  Four; I sure hope this makes you happy knowing those guys are pissed at me.  Five; You can’t say that I didn’t warn you about any of them.  I am here to celebrate my dad’s birthday and relax, I haven’t been home in months so please knock off your attitude and try to be in a good fucking mood for a change.”

Ronnie stopped me from pacing by grabbing me by the biceps, “Don’t fucking tell me that I have to stand back and watch as other guys you consider
family
eye fuck you.  I don’t like seeing other men touch you and I sure as fuck don’t like seeing them strip you naked with their eyes.  You’re a fucking idiot if you don’t think Bryan would bang you given the chance.”  He shoved me away from him and started to walk out the door. 

“Do not go out there!”  I whisper yelled and felt the panic start to rise in my body.  “Just wait until the party starts in a couple of hours hopefully they’ll have chilled out by then.”

We sat in the room for just a little over an hour, not speaking, not touching, not even looking at each other.  I could tell that Ronnie was not just a little pissed he was furious.  My mom text my cell phone to hurry down to the bar area and hide.  I jumped off the bed and started to walk out of the room, Ronnie started to follow but I stopped him.  “It would be better if you just wait for me to come get you.”  I told him then walked out and left him standing in the room.