I WILL NOT BE REMOVING THE LAST CHAPTER. HAD ENOUGH, YOU ALSO MISSED THE PART WHERE SHE SAID THAT SHE PULLED HER STORIES BECAUSE PEOPLE SHE HAD SENT NASTY REVIEWS TO DID THE SAME TO HER. I ONLY OWN BILLIE.
Billie groaned as she woke up with a pounding headache and a heavy arm across her waist. Looking over, she saw that Quinn had stayed. Last night was fuzzy to her but she remembered everything. As hard as she tried she couldn't stop loving Quinn when he left. wiggling under his arm so she could go to the bathroom, His arm tightened around her. "Where are you going?" He asked, his voice rough from sleep. "Bathroom." Billie said still trying to get out of the bed.
Quinn llifted his arm off her and rolled on his back. "Hurry back. i got plans for you today." Quinn told her as she practically ran to the bathroom. As Billie walked out of the bathroom she saw that Quinn had gotten dressed. " Suddenly i feel very underdressed. What's going on?" She asked as she pulled on some clothes. "Club called. They need me to take care of something." Billie looked upset. "Alright. I'll just start unpacking untill you get back i guess." Quinn walked over and laid a quick kiss on her lips. "When i get back in a few hours i'll help you." He said grabbing her ass and giving it a good squeeze before he left.
Three hours later, Billie had unpacked almost everything when the door flew open and Quinn walked in almost coveed in blood. Billie hadn't even heard his bike pull up. " Oh my god." Billie said as she ran over to him. " What happened to you?" She said grabbing his face. "It's not my blood." He told her as he walked into the living room. "Are you sure?" She asked him as she led him upstairs to the shower. "I'm sure." He told her. "Ok. You shower and i'll try to find something for you to wear." She told him as she started the shower. Billie walked back to her room and pulled out a pair of sweats and a tank top that an old boyfriend had left behind and went and put them on the counter.
She walked downstairs and into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water and sat on the counter. After a few minutes the water shut off and Quinn came downstairs not to long after that. "So what happened? Who's blood was that?" She asked him. "I know you're new to this whole club thing. So i'm gonna tell you how it works. Club business is club business. If you're not a member, It's up to your husband or your old man to tell you what he wants you to know. So i'll tell you who's blood it is. It's the blood of a child molester slash murderer who thought he could keep doing that in charming. I caught him with a twelve year old. Luckily i got there before he did anything to her. She's safe and he will never hurt anyone again." Billie stood there in shock.
Quinn walked over and grabbed her chin, forcing her to look at him. "This goes without saying but i'm gonna say it anyway. You know you can't tell anyone what i just told you. " Billie nodded. "You have to help me with those boxes. I can't lift them." Billie said jumping off the counter and walking over to the boxes. "Please be careful when you put them on the table. They're fragile. " Billie told him. Quinn lifted the boxes on the table and ripped the tape off so Billie could unpack them. When they were finally done, It was fully dark outside. Billie stood up and did a full body stretch. She had used muscles today that she hadn't used in a while. And judging from the way Quinn was looking at her, her day wasn't over yet. Billie let out a squeal of suprise as Quinn threw her over his shoulder and practically ran up the stairs.
THE NEXT DAY
"So how long are you here for?" She asked him as they lay in bed after a morning romp. " I know what a Nomad is." She told him when he looked at her in suprise. "A few more days i think. They need me here until the end of the week." Billie looked at him. "And when will you be back?" She asked. Quinn pulled her closer to him. "I'm not sure. But now that i have you back in my life i have an idea. I've never asked anyone this. Why don't you come with me? The guys i ride with won't say anything about it. I'm the president." He told her. "Are you sure that's a good idea? I haven't ridden bitch since you got that bike in high school. And what would i do when you're on a job? Hide in a motel room like a dirty secret?" She asked him.
He lifted her up onto his lap, spanking her in the process. "You are not my dirty little secret. You would stay in the clubhouse while i'm on a job." He told her. "What about my house? " She reminded him. "I'm sure Tara wouldn't mind keeping an eye on it. She and Jax live a couple blocks over." He told her running an hand down her leg. "Are you sure that this is a good idea?" She asked him. "It's the best idea. And you know why? Cause it's my idea." He told her smugly. "Oh for crying out loud. You've had that line since high school. That's what got us arrested." She reminded him. Quinn let out a loud bark of laughter. " Yeah, but it was fun." He told her. "That's true. " Billie said as she got up and pulled on a Quinn's shirt and walked downstairs to grab a bottle of water.
Quinn walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "So what do you say?"He said kissing her neck. Billie moaned lightly. "Why not? Might be fun." She said as she tunred around and pulled him in for a kiss. Billie let out a loud giggle as she felt the shirt being pulled over her head.
A/N- WE ARE NOW ENTERING A/U. I KNOW THE GUYS DON'T REALLY TELL CLUB BUSINESS TO THE OLD LADIES, BUT I WANTED TO SHOW THAT QUINN TRUSTS HER WITH HIS LIFE. AND I KNOW NOMADS DON'T BRING THEIR OLD LADIES WITH THEM, BUT TRUST ME. I HAVE A REASON FOR HIM TAKING HER WITH HIM. YOU'LL SEE WHY SOON.