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Chapter Seven
It had been three days since I was fired and I was handling it well. Juice had gotten a good payday from something he did for the club so we didn't have to worry about mortgage for a few months and I had time to decide what I wanted to do. I was dividing my time between the Clubhouse and TM, mom wanted me to try to live without Cara Cara for a while and I agreed with her. I had always leaned on Luanne in times of trouble and I needed to give her a break. I was also having a good time with Mom who had decided that while she would give input, my wedding was mine. I was glad I didn't have to hate her.
"Hey Mom, I'm thinking about a wine and eggplant color scheme. You would look great in wine and my Maid of Honor could wear eggplant, Donna looks great in eggplant." I made a note of it in my wedding notebook and mom smiled indulgently at me.
"I like that idea. You want Juice in a suit or a tux baby?" She was looking at a brochure with a furrowed brow.
"Neither, I want him in his cut with a crisp white t-shirt underneath, I love the thought of him showing off his tattoos. You know I'm not wearing white, don't you?" I bit my lip, waiting for an eruption.
"White's not your color baby, I think you'd look great in a scarlet or vermillion, maybe with maroon or rose accents. Shit, your dad's coming put away the wedding stuff." I grabbed the brochure from her and stuffed it in my bag with my notebook and the fabric swatches.
"Hey kiddo, I need to talk to your mom for a minute. Your man is on his lunch break, go keep him company." I didn't need to be told twice so I ran out and found Juice at the picnic table with the lunch I'd packed us.
"Hey baby." I leaned down and gave him a kiss while he divided the food.
"Hey yourself, I've got some news babe." I bit into my sandwich and looked at him with interest. He looked worried and I didn't like it. "We have to go to Nevada on a run. I don't know when we'll be back."
"Ok, is this about the warehouse?" I took another bite of my sandwich and chewed thoughtfully while he answered.
"Yeah it's about the warehouse. 'Ok' that's all you have to say about me being away for an indefinite amount of time, "Ok"?" He laughed and looked at me incredulously.
"Yeah, ok is all I have to say. I trust you baby. You know the rules I have about sweetbutts. I know you've never strayed, even when given the chance, and I know I'm it for you. Why shouldn't I be ok with you going on a run? Just don't die or get shot, that's all I'm concerned about." He leaned over and kissed me before pressing our foreheads together.
"How did I get so god damned lucky to have you?" He kissed me again and I sighed, his kisses always made the world feel right.
We had a pleasant lunch and Bobby and Jax hugged me goodbye before they headed out on the run. I spent the day in the garage rather than the office because I wanted to spend as much time as possible with Juice before he left. I also got to spend some time with Kip, which seemed to annoy Juice. Kip was a bit distant and it worried me because he usually talked to me about whatever he was feeling. He wouldn't tell me what was up so I decided to go to my man, he never lied.
"Why's Kip so jumpy? He looks out of sorts." I looked over at Kip and Juice followed my gaze. He leaned over and whispered in my ear.
"He called your mom a MILF and Clay heard him." I let out a bark of laughter before I stopped myself. It wasn't good, dad would have to retaliate, but it was still funny.
"She totally is though. Poor Kip, this is gonna be bad." He kissed my neck lightly and reached behind me to grab a wrench.
They worked for a few hours while I watched and assisted, eventually Dad left with Kip and the rest while the shop was closed down. Juice and I had a little goodbye nookie while Tig worked out the details of the plan. Eventually they had to leave and I decided to spend the night at my mom's, I didn't want to be alone, I also really wanted to work on the wedding with her. I never knew my mom knew how to compromise.
