Wild Child (25 page)

We spent the night getting each other off. It was one of my favorite nights. V even brought a blanket outside and we made love under the stars down at the beach for hours.

The next morning when I saw Jo I had to laugh. She had Mick Jagger lips.

"Oh my God, Jo! Have you seen your lips? They're real puffy!"

Jo laughed. "Yeah and they hurt  too. But Nailz was in a really good mood this morning."

I sat her down and explained what V told me about public sex.

Jo didn't like it, either. "I guess if we want these guys, we're going to have to get over some stuff," she sighed.

I sighed  too. "Looks that way. V and Nailz will try to make sure we aren't around that shit I bet. I don't think V is a cheater and I don't see Nailz as one either."

Jo replied, "If Nailz cheats, I’m so out of here!"

Staring off over the water, I hoped and prayed there would be no cheating.

I was in love with V. There was butterflies in my stomach when I saw him or heard his bike. It made me apprehensive because I was sure I loved him more than he knew or loved me.



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It was sad when Nailz had to go back to work. The time we four had spent together would always be perfect memories for Jo and me.

I wanted to make my own money so I started dancing as much as I could.

Some nights V didn't come home either. He said he crashed at Thrash's apartment and I trusted his word. Sometimes I'd see a club member checking up on me but I stayed south of Ocean Cove. I'd even danced for a week in Maryland when V had to be away for a few days. I knew he didn't like it but I wanted money and I needed to live.

V didn't get that. He thought all I needed was him and his cock. Now, I loved V, and his cock, but I wanted to experience life  too. I didn't want to lay around waiting for Veiko to show up and take me out.

I needed to see what life was all about so I took gigs further away from where we lived. When I was in Maryland, it was good I had to do things on my own. I kept my promise to him to stay out of the biker bars or talk to men outside of work.

I loved to dance and just did my thing. The men sure liked it and I kept my life as a dancer private. Few girls knew about V and I liked it that way. I wasn't there to make friends, although I did. I really enjoyed the days I got to dance with Elena and my new friend Joy. I was even running into Dusty here and there.

Dancing was a part of my life as horses had once been.



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Living with V was great although sometimes we didn't see that much of each other but when we did it was like wild fire.

Sometimes I was resentful of the club and I was sure he still resented my dancing  too.

Bound for Hell MC didn't thrill me as much as it did the sluts that hung around. I liked the small group of people I’d met. But I didn't need to be at the club like some of the other old ladies did. They were there for various reasons.

Some of the old ladies were there to flaunt who their old man was. To me, it was more like one of V's jobs and, to be honest, I was a bit jealous of the club.

But Veiko was the VP and I wasn't going to try to change that man. What would be the point? I hated that he tried to change me. Life was good and I was enjoying living with him. I'd take what he'd give. Veiko said he loved me and I believed him.

That had to be enough for now. If it wasn't, then I'd figure out a plan to make our lives work and we'd be even better together than we were now.

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I only saw Jo weekends lately, when she and Nailz used our loft. I was working so much and her parents were hassling her about what she was doing. She lost the privilege of using their cars when her dad starting checking the mileage. She’d been using them to go up to Ocean Cove and the clubhouse when I wasn't around.

I didn't understand the Parker's not buying Jo a car. Hell, my dad made sure I got one. We may be a messed up family. However even when we weren't talking I knew I could count on them to be there for me. I offered to buy Jo a car but she refused, saying she had no way to repay me.

I took a few days off and that was one of the perks of dancing. I worked when I wanted to and made my own hours. It was working out beautifully. I decided Jo and I should see Nailz's apartment. He looked horrified when I brought it up but they couldn't keep screwing in our cabin's loft either. I think pointing that out made him realize if he wanted sex with Jo it was going to have to happen at his place.

I’m greedy and the time I had alone with V, I wanted for just us.

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V had warned me Nailz's place was a pigsty and said he should just move out but Nailz loved his garage apartment. He had the garage for his bikes, so moving wasn't an option.

I got cleaning supplies together and picked up Jo. Off we went to a town close to Ocean Cove and near the beach. It was cute with a lake in the center, complete with swans. I couldn't see Nailz living in Swan Point, but he did. Some of the old houses were huge and the owners turned the carriage houses into garage apartments. A few Bound for Hell members lived in Swan Point.

Nailz and V planned to go for a ride after letting us into the apartment. They were waiting outside for us and seemed in a hurry to leave. I was betting they didn't want to help clean the place.

Nailz was already on his bike and yelled, "Door is open and we'll be back in a few hours."

I walked over to V and kissed him goodbye. "Ride safe."

He smiled wickedly and they roared off.

I was ready to take on the pigsty. "Jo, it’s a mess inside and V warned me to expect anything. You ready to do this?"

Jo had her determined look on and got the cleaning supplies out of the car. "I hope to hell he has trash bags and a broom."

That apartment was one of the dirtiest places I've ever seen. I am used to mucking stalls and dealing with horse shit and, to be honest, I think horse shit is cleaner than Nailz's place.

It took hours of cleaning to make it livable and I was dead tired. We’d made countless trips to the trash cans; I even went out and bought a sheet set, new pillows, blankets, and a bunch of colored bath towels. I stocked up on paper plates and bought a few new toothbrushes. I got Jo's favorite shampoo and soap. I refused to pick up his socks, they stunk so badly. So I bought him new ones. How did Nailz always look so clean living like a pig?

Jo hit the local laundromat with piles of Nailz's clothes while I did my shopping. I also picked up some food for the place. By the time we were done, it was sparkling clean. I spent quite a bit of cash, but it was for a good cause.

Jo was a clean freak and used Nailz's toothbrush and bleach to get the bathroom tiles clean. She was bitching about the toilet but I refused to help her in the bathroom. Once it was spotless, I took a shower and grabbed the clean clothes I always kept in my car.

I lay back on the couch and looked at my dirty, tired friend. "Shame it’ll be filthy in a week, I bet."

Jo tapped her fingers. "Not if I start spending more time up here. Think you can cover for me if I do?"

I looked at Jo thoughtfully. "Yeah, of course I will, but what are you going to do if you get caught with Nailz? Your father will flip out."

Jo swiped at the hair escaping her pony tail. "My parents know something is going on, Kima. I bet they'd try to see if I was at your place, except Hunter keeps the Lodge road gate locked. I’m so tired of my dad's pompous talks about how I have to do this and how I have to go to school. It’s turning me off to medicine and I've told them I just want to be a nurse now."

This was big news. I looked at her. "Nurse? Is that so you can go to school locally and be near Nailz?"

She looked me directly in the eyes. "Kima, I don't want to go away to school. You wouldn't be there and I don't want to be away from Nailz or you. I never wanted to spend years in school. I did want to please my dad, but how can I be a good doctor if that isn't what I want to do in life? My dad doesn't understand. So things at home have been rather unpleasant lately. His opinions don't matter to me and, to be honest, I just don't like living at home."

That hit me hard. I’d always thought the Parker's were a real family - the type of family I wanted all of my life. I wondered if maybe my life wasn't as bad as I’d thought. I knew they had issues, like every other family, but Jo was trying to tell me something.

We stopped talking when we heard the bikes.

Jo rushed to clean herself up as I waited to see Nailz’s face. This would be really fun.

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Nailz pounded up the stairs and opened the door. "What the fuck! I can see the whole place again. It's bigger than I thought."

V looked at me. "Lotta work, huh babe? Looks like a brand new place. You two did a good job."

I was looking around the apartment. We had done wonders, honestly. It was a basic garage apartment but with a few touches, it wouldn't be awful to live here. "You owe us dinner, Nailz. I went shopping and got you some stuff. Oh, and Jo cleaned the toilet with your toothbrush. Plus your socks up and walked out the door." I pinched my nose.

Nailz looked at me in alarm. "What the hell? My toothbrush? My socks are gone  too? Tell me you got me new ones."

V and I were laughing at Nailz's expression.

"Of course I did. And sheets and towels too."

Jo came out of the bathroom wrapped in a new towel and Nailz shoved her into the bedroom.

V and I lay back on the couch while we heard them going at it.

"You and Jo are making great old ladies. I'm so glad you cleaned his place up. Now we don't have to have sleepovers at our place," he whispered in my ear.

I just smiled. When the old man is happy so was I.

Nailz was happy that Jo was planning to stay overnight at his place and took us all out to dinner.

I left on V's bike, leaving my car for Jo. We needed some time alone  too.

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It was a perfect day for a ride and about thirty members of Bound for Hell MC were taking a ride down to Delaware.

We were already at the clubhouse when V pulled me aside. "Kima, I need you to carry some speed for me. I need to get it down to Delaware and there’s a good chance we’ll be pulled over with this many bikes. I hate to ask you, but Nailz is gonna ask Jo too. Can you tuck it in your bra, under your boobs, or figure out how to make sure the cops don't find it?"

I looked at him. It must be important because Veiko was always careful to not really involve me with carrying club drugs. Usually I only carried a small amount of speed for our personal use. I could easily swallow what I carried before.

"What if I get busted?"

He didn't look very happy about this. "If that happens, I’ll say it’s mine. Babe, I wouldn't even ask you but it’s a favor to the President down there and is something old ladies normally do. I don't like involving you but I don't have much of a choice. If it's something you don't want to do then I'll carry it myself."

All I could think of was V getting busted. There was a better chance I wouldn't get caught, so I quickly agreed.

V nodded to Nailz and we all went into the club house. Jo and I were handed two baggies, half-filled with speed. The men watched us as we placed them under our boobs.

Nailz looked upset and said, "Are you sure they won't fall out?"

I thought hard. "Can you get me a knife and a lot more baggies?"

V pulled out his knife and watched as I made a slit by the metal button at the waistband of my jeans. I knew my belt would hide any lumps that might show and I had seen Jack carry drugs like this.

"Start making smaller baggies of speed and I’ll get them in the waistband. Let me have Jo's jeans so I can do this to hers. Makes more sense."

Jo explained to them, "Jack carries his drugs like this and has never been busted. It’s safer and as Kima says, our belts will hide any lumps. We won't chance losing any of it either."