Making the Cut (Sons of Templar MC #1)(77)

I busied myself with tidying the store, it had been a long busy day and it was still an hour till close, I wanted to get out of here ASAP. And also with Dwayne sitting outside on his bike, like he had been for the past three hours I doubted he did either.



It had been a crazy week. Ian had left two days ago, which sucked, I hated saying goodbye but it was so good knowing I wouldn’t be doing it for much longer. The last days of his stay had been relatively uneventful, Amy was still refusing to talk to him after some fight they had which she wouldn’t tell me about. It was getting annoying her reluctance to tell me anything when I was dying to know what was going on. We were best friends, she was morally obligated to tell me everything. Ian was the same, telling me it was between him and Amy no one else.

Apart from that tension, we enjoyed hanging out, almost like old times. He was even making an effort with Cade, who wasn’t around much but they still got along when they were together. I was happy, whether it was for my sake or not I was glad. Things between them got even less tense on Ian’s last night. We were about to go to Valentines to dinner, with Amy even agreeing (grudgingly) to come. When Cade had announced he ‘had to have a word’ with Ian and instructed us to go and drink cocktails before dinner. This had made me immensely curious and slightly pissed at being ordered around but Cade had given me one of his no nonsense stares. Amy and I had spent two cosmos discussing what they could have been talking about before they arrived, Cade (gasp) smiling, which was a rare occurrence for my hard ass biker. I had grilled him later that night what they were talking about but he refused to tell me, only saying, “It was guy shit babe, nothing for you to worry about.” No matter how much I tried to persuade him, he said no more. Which had me sulking because I was even more curious.

The next morning, I had gotten up to see Ian leaving Amy’s room. He gave me a cheeky grin and a shrug when I looked at him questioningly. All I knew was Amy emerged, looking grim and refusing to come to the airport. Ian instructed me to wait in the car, while they said their goodbyes, which he refused to tell me what was going on during the car ride to the airport. No one was telling me anything around here! I turned into a blubbering mess at the airport like usual, Ian gave me his usual hug.

“No more crying Ace, won’t be much longer and you will be wishing you could drop me off at the airport.” He joked and my tears stopped and a huge grin erupted on my face.

“You’re moving to the States?” I squealed.

“Nothings set in stone just yet, but me and some of the boys are planning on opening a security business in LA.” He explained, grinning too.

I jumped up and down, slightly dramatic. “LA is only two hours away, this is awesome!”

“Alright Ace, calm the theatrics people are staring. Oh and, you’ve done okay with Cade, he’s not a total *. I’ll be worrying about you a lot less knowing your with him.” He ground this out as if it was physically painful to admit and I smirked at him.

He gave me a kiss on the cheek. “Got a flight to catch, see you in no time Gwen. Love you.” He turned to the boarding gate with his duffel thrown over his shoulder.

“Love you too! Be careful, don’t get shot.” I ordered him, a few people gave me sideways glances. Ian turned and gave me a salute before disappearing around the corner.

As soon as I had arrived home from the airport, red eyed from shedding a couple of tears on the way home, Cade had been waiting on his bike. The men were all with him. He had explained the situation with the Spiders had gotten worse and he was going to have a man on me at all times. I argued this, finding it hard to swallow that I would have someone following me all the time, it was creepy.

“Don’t f*cking argue about this Gwen. You don’t have any say. You think I’m going to even let there be a slight chance of you being in danger? I’m not having anything ugly ever touch you again. When I’m not with you, you have one of the boys with you. No more discussion.”

I had caved, obviously. It worried me a lot that Cade was putting a guy on me, I wasn’t worried for myself, I knew the boys would take care of me, but that meant Cade was in a lot of danger, I didn’t like that at all. He needed to speed this process of getting the club clean.

I had hardly seen him during the next few days, he’d crawl into bed with me late in the night. He would make love to me then fall asleep with his arms tight around me, not releasing me until the morning, when he made love to me again before leaving. It was not a fun situation, I missed him, and worried about him. The cling of the bell brought me back to the present. I smiled as a pretty young girl walked in.

“Hi sweetie, how’s it going?” I called to her from the counter.

She didn’t reply, her face blank as she approached me, setting a gift bag in front of me.

“This is from Rico.” Was all she said before turning to leave.

“Wait!” I called to her, rounding the counter, grabbing the bag.

“I think you have the wrong person, I have no idea who Rico is.” I held the bag out to her.

“You Gwen?” She asked and I nodded. “Its for you.” She turned and walked out.

“That’s weird.” I said to myself. But never one to not open a present, I took the wrapped box and set it on the counter. I ripped open the box and screamed.





Chapter 13