Making the Cut (Sons of Templar MC #1)(84)
Rosco and Skeet haven’t left the store all day, they looked vigilant, always scanning the street. I bet it got boring, hanging out in a women’s clothing shop all day, so I made an effort to buy them lunch and coffees to get them through the day. I also gave them magazines but they had gone unopened, I guess there’s no time for leisurely reading when one is guarding against a possible gang attack.
I sighed, letting the last of the customers out before locking the door behind them. I had let Lily go early because she had a test to study for, and she had been about as jumpy as me, steeling worried glances at Rosco and Skeet all day.
I turned to Amy who was counting the till, then glanced to Rosco and Skeet who were lounging on the couches.
“Who’s keen for pizza?” I rubbed my hands together at the thought of the carby goodness.
Amy screwed her face up. “Cheese, grease and about a thousand calories?” She replied, then a light sparked in her face. “Count me in, maybe if I gained 100 pounds I wouldn’t have to worry about the unwanted advances of some biker idiot. As long as we get ice cream too.”
I laughed. “Awesome.”
The men were smirking at Amy’s latest comment. “Are we aloud to stop by the pizza place and grocery store without you two getting raked over the coals?” I asked sarcastically.
Neither said a word, they just stood still grinning. I guess that was a yes.
“Holy crap, I feel like I am about to explode.” Amy groaned as she tossed the empty ice cream carton into the direction of the trash can then flopped back down onto Cades bed.
I lay down beside her, unbuttoning my pants. “Yes I feel like I may just slip into a food coma.”
We had just consumed a huge pizza and a carton of ice cream, which did nothing to quell the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach I had had since this morning. If ice cream doesn’t cure it you know shit is serious. After getting back to the club with our goodies, we had managed to slip through the women and children and escape to Cades room. Not before Steg had approached me. We were almost to the stairs, when he and one of the older men had emerged from ‘church’. He spotted me and made a beeline.
“Shit.” I muttered under my breath.
Amy followed my gaze. “Uh oh, biker prez 12 o’clock.”
Steg had a surprisingly soft look on his harsh face when he approached. His hand cupped my chin and my eyes flared in surprise.
“Gwen, you okay?” He asked softly, and my stomach dropped. Had Cade said something to him about this morning? Surely not, they barely got along. At a loss of what to do, I nodded awkwardly.
“You’re strong.” He stated, his tone sounding like he almost respected me. “Yesterday, you held it together. Other bitches would’ve reacted possibly causing even more shit. You did good, did right by the club.”
Whoa. Had I just gained the approval of someone who I suspected may or may not be an evil man? My question was answered when he bent down to kiss my cheek, gave me a firm nod then disappeared. I was so shocked I was pretty sure my mouth was wide open.
“What the f*ck?” Amy sounded just as confused as I was. I grabbed her hand and dragged her towards the stairs.
“I will not be even attempting to figure out what just happened, my head is too full.” I decided.
We had spent the rest of the night hiding in Cade’s room, I had learnt that he and the boys were away doing something (I wouldn’t like to think what) and were not expected back for a long while. I had mixed feelings about this, one part of me was relieved. I had spent the day avoiding all thoughts about this morning, and I needed time to get my mind straight. I was scared, seeing Cade lose control like that reminded me a little too much of the violence that had been unleashed on me a year earlier. I didn’t want that to happen again. I was sure Cade wouldn’t hurt me, the look of disgust at himself this morning showed how much he obviously hated himself for his moment of anger. I loved him, a lot. I couldn’t just write off this incident though, seeing him that angry had been scary, but I knew he had a temper and it had been from worrying about me. I didn’t want to justify his behavior, but I knew how much he hated feeling powerless. Crap.
“Earth to Gwen.” Amy was staring at me looking slightly concerned.
“Sorry Ames, was a million miles away.” I replied, hoping to sound breezy. I didn’t fool my BFF though.
“What happened with you and Cade this morning? I know it must have been serious, you’ve been off all day.”
I sighed, not wanting to lie to her “We had a fight this morning, it got…intense.” I told her vaguely.
Her eyes flared in anger and she pushed up onto her elbows. “He didn’t hurt you did he? My threat still stands, I will de ball that man, even if it would be a crime not to let the world see how beautiful you babies would be.”
My friend was protective, I knew she would want to get involved in this and I didn’t have the energy.
“No he didn’t hurt me, he is just protective. He didn’t want me going anywhere. I disagreed, it got heated. You know me, I hate being told what to do it’ll be fine.” I tried to reassure her and myself at the same time.
Amy left not long after our talk about Cade, receiving a txt from Rosie saying they could bunk together. Obviously whatever had happened with Brock had been serious and he didn’t want her in his room anymore. I was infinitely curious about this, but Amy was locked tight and I didn’t want to push her.