Chibs smiled as he sat on the foot of Molly's bed watching her stand in front of her dresser running a hairbrush through her long hair trying to straighten out her curling locks.
She was anxious about today, he could tell. He was just as nervous. He couldn't help but to fear that she would take one look at the men he shared a patch with and run as far away as she could.
Molly spoke up as she placed her brush on top of her dresser. "Are you sure I don't need to bring anything? Any food...or drinks or napkins or something? I don't want to just show up empty-handed."
"Nah Gemma had all that covered love. Jus bring Mason and that'll be enough." He reassured her, as he stood up unable to stop himself from wrapping his arms around her waist.
She turned to face him wrapping her arms around him as she leaned up locking her lips with his. She spoke unable to hide her nervous energy. "Are there going to be a lot of people there?"
He gave her a soft smile as he pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. "Yes there'll be a bunch of kids though, that should make Mason happy. Gemma will be there of course. And Tara will be there as well, so there'll be somebody that ya already know there."
She did her best to smile not trying her best to hide any doubts she had about today. "Just stay close to me...I don't want to do something...I don't know wrong. I don't want to embarrass you."
"Ya couldn't embarrass me Molly and I don't plan on leavin ya all alone. I want ya and Mason to feel comfortable." He stated pressing another kiss to her lips.
He knew that she was very worried about today. Not that he blamed her. This was all new to her. She wasn't quite sure what to expect.
He wanted her to find her place in his world at her own pace. He knew that it wasn't going to happen in one day, but this barbeque was a good place to start.
He knew that he was already asking so much from her. Asking her to accept his less than conventional lifestyle asking her to put her full trust into him when society said that he wasn't the type of person she should trust.
Part of him almost wished that he could keep his life in samcro separate from his life with Molly and Mason. He knew that was impossible to do though; these two parts of his world would more than likely collide at one point.
Keeping Molly and Mason out of this part of his world would more than likely end in disaster. She would have to learn to accept the club knowing that it was a gigantic part of who he was that was the only way this relationship stood a chance.
Chibs trusted his brothers with his life, so he knew that he should trust them with the woman he loved and her child.
Molly knew that this was a very big deal. Chibs bringing her and Mason to the clubhouse letting them meet all of samcro.
This was a part of Chibs that she knew she would have to adjust to. It was scary thinking that the man she loved was involved in something that sounded so frightening. She wondered just what kind of things he was capable of.
She sighed knowing that it didn't do her any good to dwell on that side of him. It wouldn't do her any favors to focus on what he had done in the past.
And besides Chibs was good to her. He obviously loved Mason and her. He wouldn't let anything happen to either one of them. She had found some happiness with him.
She and Mason felt safe with him. She felt safer with him than she'd felt in a very long time. She told herself that as long as Mason and she kept feeling safe with Chibs then there was no reason to have any apprehension about this side of him.
There was no reason to be scared she reminded herself. Chibs wouldn't take her to meet these people if he didn't trust that they would be good to Mason and her.
She kept on reminding herself that she would just have to learn to take the good with the bad. So far there did seem to be more good than bad.
She had to keep remembering what Gemma had told her If you love him then you're going to have to learn to love the club.
"Do I look okay?" She blurted out pulling away allowing him to see her outfit.
After staring into her closet for an hour at least she had settled on a plain black pair of shorts, the same black strappy sandals she'd worn on their first date, and the purple bohemian style tank top she'd worn to Abel's birthday party.
She had decided to leave her hair down and wear the same strawberry colored lipstick that she always wore. She'd worn only one piece of jewelry a large pair of dangly turquoise earrings.
He smiled at her his eyes scanning her body appreciatively. "Ya look beautiful."
She playfully smacked his arm when his eyes locked down on her breasts making it very obvious that he was trying to peek down her shirt. "My eyes are up here."
He chuckled pressing a kiss to her lips. "What? Yer breasts are perfect lass. Tha perfect handful...two perfect handfuls."
"Just the words I've always dreamed of a man saying to me." She replied sarcastically as he leaned down pressing a kiss to her neck.
He smirked giving the area where her neck met her shoulder a light bite as he spoke. "I've got more words fer ya. And I can probably put some of those words into actions too."
"If I let you do that then we'll never leave this room." She pointed out her cheeks flushing as he ran his tongue along one of the pulse points on her neck making her knees grow weak. She couldn't help but to melt into his embrace as he began to run his hands underneath her top enjoying the soft feel of her skin.
She leaned into his touch enjoying the way his warm hands felt against her skin. He always seemed to know just how to touch her just enough to get her all worked up and craving more.
She reluctantly pulled away from his embrace as she spoke. "I better go get Mason ready and get a proper outfit picked out before he winds up trying to leave the house in his swimsuit and his rain boots."
He smirked knowing that Mason had been going through a phase where he wanted to dress himself, which usually resulted in some crazy combinations. The boy was young enough though not to care if his clothing didn't match or made him look like a little mental patient. Just the day before he'd tried to leave the house in a pair of white and black Snoopy thermal pj pants, a neon yellow shirt that looked a little too big for his tiny frame, and his bright red rain boots. Thankfully Molly had convinced him to change.
He took a deep breath as he watched her leave the room his eyes lingering on her backside as she walked away.
He had to admit that despite his apprehension about today, he was pretty excited to be introducing Molly and Mason to the his family in samcro.
This was a sign that Molly was his old lady something that was both exciting and frightening.
He wasn't sure how she would sink into the role of being an old lady. He knew that he would have to explain a few things about this life to her and he wasn't sure how she was going to take it all.
It wasn't something easy for someone who had grown up outside of this world to understand. It wasn't something she had asked for. This was a role that she had found herself falling into simply by falling in love with him.
Chibs knew that it was a role that she may find herself not wanting to keep no matter how much she loved him.
After all this wasn't just her life it was Mason's too. She had her son's safety and future to consider. And her son's chance of having a good future was more important than her happiness any day of the week.
Chibs just hoped that Molly believed him when he told her that he would protect both Mason and her. He would never allow anything to happen to either one of them rather it was from the club or just the outside world.
He knew that he wouldn't always be able to give Mason the best, but he would try. He knew that it might not be good enough.
He and his life might not be good enough for her boy, and that hurt.
Chibs knew that it was the truth though. What did he have to offer the boy other than a problematic environment and some questionable role models?
He sighed reminding himself that all he could do was offer his love and his protection. It wasn't much but it was all he had to give.
In a strange way Molly and Mason had become Chibs' family. It had happened quickly, but he felt comfortable with it.
Maybe it was easy to be comfortable with one another because they both were looking for the same thing, a sense of contentment and security. They had somehow found a sense of happiness with one another even if their lives were quite different from one another.
Chibs couldn't imagine a life without Molly and her boy. He hoped that it was something he would never have to experience.
He knew that he had to make this work somehow. Today was going to be sink or swim for Molly.
Today his worlds would come together. He just hoped that it would be a peaceful union.
Molly opened the drivers' door to her little bug as she pulled in to the crowded parking lot of the clubhouse.
She was surprised to find that the clubhouse was located right beside TM Auto.
She went to the backseat letting Mason out being sure to keep a tight grip on his hand, not surprised as Chibs came up beside her wrapping an arm around her waist.
She was unable to stop her eyes from growing a little wide as they made their way up to the entrance of the clubhouse.
She had just thought that she had seen a lot of motorcycles at Tara's house that day. There had to be over more than a dozen bikes parked all in a neat line in the parking lot.
She suddenly felt out of place as she noticed some of the women wandering around outside all dressed in very revealing clothing. She almost felt the need to place a hand over Mason's eyes.
A few of the women gave her looks that Molly was sure could only be described as hostile.
She didn't blame them for the unfriendly looks. She knew that she must stick out like a sore thumb here. No she wasn't covered from head to toe in fabric, but her outfit looked quite modest compared to the leather mini skirts, mini dresses, and tight little outfits that some of these women were wearing.
The men made her feel just as awkward. They looked like the types of men she would usually try to avoid; tough and wild.
She didn't recognize any of these men from Abel's birthday party. She couldn't help but to be thankful that Chibs was standing beside her his arm wrapped possessively around her waist.
Chibs knew that this wasn't her usual social scene. He just hoped that she could take it all in without judgement.
Molly let out a sigh of relief as she spotted a familiar face. Tara smiled as she spotted Molly. She gave Molly and Chibs a friendly hug as she spoke. "Great to see you."
"You too." Molly replied hoping that her voice didn't show how very alien she felt at the moment. She felt as though her tongue was twisting up making it hard to speak.
She let out a nervous sigh when she realized that she hadn't even entered the clubhouse yet. If she felt this much like an outsider out here then how out of place would she feel inside?
Tara leaned down smiling at Mason whom Molly had thankfully talked into wearing a t-shirt that actually fit him and a pair of jeans with his red converse. "Look Mason there's some playground toys right over there. I bet Abel would love it if you joined him."
Molly reluctantly let go of her son's hand watching him run over to a little playground area sat up at the corner of the building. It was the last thing she had expected to see here.
She kept a close eye on Mason as he joined Abel on a swing looking as happy as he could be. Tara nodded towards the playground. "That was built a couple of years ago for Abel by a few of the prospects. It turned out to be a pretty good idea considering without that playground there would be nothing here to keep him occupied."
Tara gave Molly a smile spotting the look of maternal worry on the woman's face. "I'll keep on eye on him. Relax."
Molly nodded her head thankful for Tara's willingness to keep an eye on Mason.
Molly knew that she couldn't hover over the boy for the rest of his life. She had to learn to loosen the apron strings eventually, but it was just the mother in her. After all that they'd been through she couldn't stop herself from being over protective. And it didn't help that they were in such an unfamiliar place.
"Come on love let me show you around." Chibs stated soothing her frazzled nerves.
He could tell that she was feeling out of her element. It was probably a gigantic culture shock to her. It was a lot to take in so far and he knew that there was so much for her to take in inside.
She let Chibs lead her into the clubhouse his arm still wrapped around her waist. He knew that she needed some sort of silent reassurance from him.
Her eyes grew a little wide at some of the more risqué decorations; a stripper pole, several pairs of women's' panties and thongs strung over a light fixture by a large television, there were a few bras thrown in as well, and there were more than a few small pictures of partially nude women on motorcycles here and there thrown in beside some of the other decor.
She silently reminded herself that she shouldn't be too shocked considering just who she was dealing with here; this was a clubhouse for men, men who apparently liked their women more on the lewd side from what she had seen so far.
She frowned knowing that she was being judgmental. She knew that Chibs needed her to be openminded about all of this no matter how foreign it all was to her.
He trusted her enough to let her see this side to his life. So she should respect him enough to give it all a fair chance.
She knew that she couldn't be a prude about any of this. She knew that her insecurities didn't make things easier. It was a lot to take in considering her sexual aptitude wasn't that advanced.
She was sure that compared to the other women Chibs had been with that she was quite innocent. And probably boring, a little voice chirped out in the back of her mind. She frowned knowing better than to listen to that voice.
Chibs didn't seem to have an issue with her lack of experience so far so why should she take an issue with it?
The rest of the clubhouse was about what she had expected; neon bar lights, pool tables, a few dart boards, a massive very well stocked bar, a few couches and a few pub tables with chairs. The same emblem she'd seen on Chibs' kutte seemed to be everywhere on posters, artwork, flags, and stickers; the samcro reaper.
She raised an eyebrow as she spotted several mugshots hanging on the wall including one of Chibs. She sighed reminding herself that she shouldn't be shocked. He'd told her what he was involved in so if course he had a criminal record.
A voice in her head spoke up scolding her for not packing up Mason and getting the hell out of here. Are you insane these people are criminals it asked her.
She took a deep breath reminding herself that she'd decided to go with her heart on this. Her heart wanted Chibs and more of how amazing he'd been. The heart wants what the heart wants.
She did her best to ignore the voices in her head that told her she was going to regret this and that she was a fool to listen to her heart.
Chibs pointed off towards a set of double doors that were covered in leather of all things. "That's the chapel. It's were we have our meetins and take votes surroundin the club's business. No women or non club members there...well Gemma has been in there a few times."
She nodded her head taking in the entire scene in front of her. She was relived to see that it wasn't as frightening as she'd imagined.
Though she wasn't quite sure what she had been picturing, it wasn't like she'd expected to see half naked women traipsing throughout the place and handguns sitting out on the tables...well not seriously anyway.
He pointed off towards another doorway revealing what was clearly a massive kitchen. "Gemma is probably in there. She get's pretty snappy when she's cookin though. So we should wait to drop in on her."
She was surprised to see that there were quite a few women going in and out of the kitchen a few of them carrying grocery bags. She imagined that it was a lot of work getting ready to prepare a massive meal for so many people.
She wondered if she should offer to help but didn't have any time to ask as Chibs led her away.
Chibs led her off down a long hallway of closed doors. "This is where tha dorms are located. I pretty much lived here when I first came ta Charming. I still spend the night if we're pullin an all nighter or I'm too wasted to go home."
He opened a door letting her inside as he spoke. "This is my room."
She let her eyes scan the room to see that it was actually pretty plain. It made her think of the dorms she had lived in when she was in college.
There was an old worn out looking black recliner sitting in the corner, a queen sized wooden framed bed that sat low to the ground with flannel sheets and a heavy gray comforter, a flag with the samcro reaper hung over the bed, there was a old looking worn dresser in the corner of the room with a mirror hanging over it. There was another dresser that had a coffee pot and a microwave set up on top of it.
The only thing that showed that this room belonged to Chibs were the photos set up around the room.
She was unable to stop herself as she walked over to the dresser picking up a picture in a shiny metal frame of a very pretty teenage girl.
Chibs spoke nodding towards the photo affection clear in his voice. "That's my Kerrianne."
Molly nodded her head studying the photo; Kerrianne was a pretty sixteen year old girl with a sweet smile and very long dark hair. She had her father's nose and the look in her eyes made Molly think of the look Chibs sometimes got in his eyes when he was talking about something that he was passionate about.
Molly placed the photo back down as she turned to face the bed shocked when she noticed a photo sitting up on the bedside table.
It was a picture of Mason and she from the day that Chibs had taken them to a little old-fashioned ice cream parlor not far from the hospital. Mason was sitting in her lap holding a children's sized strawberry ice cream cone, the both of them smiling.
She could remember Chibs taking the picture of them on his cell phone but she hadn't expected that he would have had it printed up and put in a frame.
He walked up to her pressing a kiss to her shoulder. "Figured I better have a picture of my old lady and my boy."
"What do you mean by old lady?" She blurted out curiosity winning out over any anxious energy she was still feeling.
He sighed speaking up as she turned to face him. "It jus means that yer my girlfriend. If anyone asks ya around here yer supposed to tell them that...We get a lotta...women around here that like ta hook up with bikers. Occasionally a nomad will get a little drunk and mistake just about any women fer someone whose up fer grabs."
"A nomad?" Molly asked feeling more overwhelmed and confused than she'd felt when she'd pulled into the parking lot.
"It's pretty much what it sounds like. It's what ya call a mc member who isn't tied down to jus one branch of the Sons. They jump round from clubhouse to clubhouse. They'll usually crash and party at whatever clubhouse they're in." Chibs explained studying the look on Molly's face, a mixture of confusion and uncertainty.
He took her hand in his knowing that there was much more for him to explain about his world, but he didn't want to just throw it all at her at once. It would take time; slow and steady was the right way to go.
Molly allowed Chibs to lead her over to the bar where a few men were gathered.
She only recognized some of them from Abel's birthday party; Jax of course, Bobby who from what she could remember had told her that he occasionally preformed as an Elvis impersonator, Ratboy whom she could remember from that day when she'd brought her car into TM Auto, and of course Tig whom she wasn't quite sure what to think of yet.
Her experiences with Tig hadn't been all that pleasant, he had spent more than enough time leering at her at Abel's birthday party and hitting on her in less than romantic ways.
She noticed the Chibs tightened his grip on her as he noticed that Tig had spotted her.
"Ya guys remember Molly." Chibs blurted out not hiding just how excited he was to introduce his old lady to everyone.
"Oh I remember. How're you doing doll?" Tig chirped up not missing his opportunity to make Chibs glower.
Jax quickly spoke up stopping any possible drama between the two men from surfacing. "Where's the little guy?"
"Outside playing with Abel and a couple of other kids." Molly replied thankful that her son was already having a blast and was seemingly unaware that they were so out of place here.
It would just take time, she told herself. They would find their place here eventually. It would have been ridiculous for her to just feel comfortable here right off the bat, she knew that.
Chibs nodded over to a chubby very tall man behind the bar. "This is Filthy Phil."
Molly was surprised that he took her hand shaking it politely. Who would have thought a biker with manners, she couldn't help but to think though she knew that Chibs was just as much of a gentleman to her. Though she did have the feeling that Chibs could be less than polite when it came to someone other than her.
She couldn't help but to wonder why this guy was called Filthy Phil though. She had a feeling that she didn't want to know.
Chibs spoke again as Filthy Phil released her hand and pointed over to a man whom Molly could only describe as stone-faced. The man made her automatically feel on edge. "This is Happy."
The man called Happy took her hand giving it a firm shake that was none to gentle his face still expressionless.
She couldn't help but to be glad as he released her hand. Chibs nodded towards a man who had a very short mohawk and tribal print tattoos on either side of his head. "This is Juice."
She shook his hand thankful to see that his handshake was far friendlier than Happy's handshake had been.
Chibs nodded towards the rest of the men at the bar as Juice let go of Molly's hand. "And o course ya know the rest of these degenerates."
"How many times have I told you Chibs sweet talk will get you nowhere...or everywhere depending on which one of us you're talking to." Jax stated defiantly lightening the nervous tense mood.
Chibs let out a sigh of relief as Molly laughed at the comment and took a bottle of Heineken beer from Juice.
So far so good.
Molly sat at a picnic table outside enjoying the warm air as the sun set. The outside lights had been turned on lighting up the darkening area.
She kept a close eye on Mason who was still playing with Abel though it was hard to keep an eye on him now that more children had joined in on the fun.
Chibs had gone to get food for the three of them, though she was unsure if Mason would eat. Getting a five year old to eat something other than junk food wasn't an easy task.
If Mason had his way he would live off of peanut butter, skittles, Oreos, Spaghetti Os with meatballs, mac and cheese, and juice boxes.
She had been left alone at the wooden picnic table, which gave her a chance to decompress after such a busy day.
The longer she was here the more at ease she felt. Everyone had made her feel very welcome, joking and talking with her. They had all been very friendly so far not counting the occasional scantily dressed woman who gave her the stink eye.
Chibs had kept his promise keeping close by always keeping the conversation going not allowing anything to get too intense for her.
She looked up as a thin attractive blonde sat down across from her and spoke. "You're Molly?"
Molly nodded her head taking the blonde's hand and shaking it as the woman spoke again. "I'm Lyla. My three little ones are over there playing with your son."
Molly widened her eyes amazed that the woman had three children. She spoke unable to stop herself from commenting on it. "You look amazing for three kids."
Lyla laughed politely as she spoke. "Oh Piper is the only one who's mine, Ellie and Kenny were Opie's kids."
Molly felt her blood run a little cold as she remembered the patch on Chibs' kutte In Memory of Opie.
"Chibs is really crazy about you. He was really nervous about bringing you here to meet us all." Lyla stated thankfully not mentioning her late husband anymore.
Molly smiled not helping but to feel thankful to hear that Chibs was just as nervous about all of this as her.
"You work at the hospital with Tara. Are you a doctor?" Lyla asked.
Molly shook her head as she spoke. "I work down at the lab. I'm a phlebotomist. What do you do for a living?"
Lyla suddenly looked a little anxious as she spoke. "I was formally in adult films...now I work at Diosa."
Molly widened her eyes as she came to the realization that she was talking to a former porn star turned prostitute.
Molly did her best to hide her discomfort knowing that she had no right to judge Lyla. The woman had been nothing but sweet to her so far. She took a deep breath as she spoke up. "How long have you known...everyone?"
"A few years now. I met Jax through Cara Cara and then Opie and I started dating when I brought my car in. They've really all taken care of me since Opie...passed. The club has really looked out for my family and me through a lot of rough times." Lyla explained looking relieved that Molly hadn't shunned her the second she found out what she did for a living.
Molly nodded her head a little surprised to hear that the club had helped out Lyla so much. She guessed that this was a sign that Chibs hadn't been lying when he'd assured her that Samcro would take care of her.
She opened her mouth to say something else as Chibs joined the table Mason not far behind.
Chibs smiled as he spotted Lyla. "Ya met my old lady."
"Yes and I can see why you picked her." Lyla responded making Molly's cheeks flush.
She did her best to hide her pink toned cheeks as she turned her attention to Mason allowing him to sit on one side of her while Chibs sat on the other.
Mason smiled at Lyla as the woman started to talk to him about the new shirt he was wearing. It was one that Chibs' had bought him; a black shirt with a white skull and crossbones on the front.
Molly allowed Chibs to take her hand in his as they stared down at their food.
She was surprised as she realized that despite the unfamiliar surroundings she felt right at home.
Molly held on to Mason the boy having become fussy a long time ago. He rested his head on his mother's shoulder as he struggled to fall asleep.
Chibs nodded at the boy knowing that it was far past Mason's bedtime. He stood up taking Molly's hand in his. "We can crash in my room fer the night."
Molly nodded knowing that it would be best. It was past ten now and she was starting to feel just as drowsy as her son.
Chibs led her into the clubhouse thankful that things hadn't gotten too crazy just yet. Usually things were pretty crazy by this point but he had a feeling that the presence of children and old ladies had stopped the wild times, Which was a huge relief the last thing he needed was to bring Mason through a samcro party.
Molly placed Mason down in Chibs' bed knowing that the boy would have to sleep in between them for the night.
She was surprised as Chibs spoke up. "I'll go get his inhaler from yer purse. I know yer goin to want Mason's inhaler close by jus in case."
"You don't think your friends will make fun of you for carrying my purse?" She asked unable to stop herself from teasing.
Chibs smirked as he leaned down pressing a kiss to her Molly's cheek. "Im not goin to carry the purse. I'm jus goin to grab the inhaler. I'll make any other sacrifice fer our boy though."
She smiled not helping but to love that Chibs had begun to refer to Mason as their boy.
Chibs pressed one more kiss to her cheek before leaving the room.
She untied Mason's shoes taking them and his socks off thankful to see that he fell right to sleep the second his head hit the pillow.
She frowned not helping but to eavesdrop as she heard a women's voice out in the hallway through the closed door of Chibs' room. "What's up with the blonde and the kid that Chibs brought with him?"
"Haven't ya heard that's his new old lady?" Another woman's voice piped up this voice sounding whiny though Molly was sure that the owner of the voice was trying to sound more like Marilyn Monroe than a toddler.
She heard a third woman's voice pipe up that sounded like it had seen it's fair amount of cigarettes. "Whatever she doesn't have a crow tattoo. She's nothing until he marks her with a crow."
"Yeah but he seems pretty attached to her and that kid...it's kind of sweet. I mean that kid really seems to love him." She heard the whiny voice retort.
The first voice spoke again sounding irritated with the two other voices. "I can't believe he would chose that out of all the women he could have picked. I mean he has the choice of whatever he wants here and he chose to stick with that used up pussy."
Molly frowned the words stinging more than she'd like them too. She could hear Brian's voice in her head repeating all the insults he used to throw at her, ugly, fat, stupid bitch, used up. No one will love you like me. No one else could possibly want you.
She felt her throat tighten up as she heard the smokers voice speak up. "I don't know why you're so concerned. It's not like he's been hooking up with anyone for like a year now. You know men around here don't stick with one pussy for long though. He'll get bored eventually. These guys always do."
Molly stood up more than tempted to open the door and explode at the women who were obviously discussing her.
She held back though knowing that she had a sleeping child lying in bed. She didn't need to fly off the handle in front of Mason.
She sighed as that voice in the back of her head piped up suddenly realizing that it sounded a lot like Brian, You don't belong here. Do you need anymore proof? Just go on back home.
She was tempted to give in and do just that. She bit her bottom lip trying to stop herself from scooping up Mason and taking him home with her.
Molly widened her eyes as Chibs walked into the room masons inhaler in hand. The smile on his face automatically faded as he spotted the look on her face. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing...I mean it's stupid." Molly replied not wanting to blurt out what she'd over heard.
The last thing she needed to do was sound like a clingy nutcase.
Chibs placed the inhaler on his dresser as he held out a hand to her. "Come on."
"I can't leave Mason." Molly stated refusing to stand up.
Chibs shook his head knowing that he couldn't just let this go. He needed to get to the bottom of whatever was bothering her.
They needed to find some place to talk in private.
She had been happy before he'd left the room and today had been great. She had really settled in nicely smiling and joking with his friends. Something major had happened in the short time he'd been gone and he had to know what.
He left the room for a moment spotting Ratboy behind the bar working beside Filthy Phil one man restocking while the other handed out drinks.
"Come ere I need ya to do me a favor prospect." Chibs blurted out motioning for Ratboy.
Chibs led Ratboy back towards his dorm room as he spoke. "I want ya to wait outside this door don't leave fer nothin. If you hear the little lad wake up come get me."
Molly reluctantly allowed Chibs to take her hand leading her down the hall to another room. He knocked on the door before opening it thankful that Juice's room was unoccupied and not a complete mess.
Chibs spoke taking no time in diving right into whatever was bothering her as the door shut behind them. "What's wrong sweet lass? Talk ta me."
"It's stupid." Molly stated once again as she began to feel embarrassed getting so upset over a few mean words.
It wasn't like this was the first time in her life she'd had to endure people's cruelty. After all Brian used to insult her on a daily basis
"It's not stupid if it's upsetin ya." Chibs replied as he went over to her placing a gentle hand on her waist.
She pulled away from him taking a seat on the edge of Juice's bed hating that she was having to repeat the words that had been said. "I heard some women talking about me outside the door. They said I...have a used up...pussy. That you'll get tired of me. That men around here always get tired of one woman."
"What'd they look like?" He asked clearly going into an automatic rage knowing that croweaters had been talking about Molly. He didn't like the idea of anyone making her feel inferior. He knew just how fragile her self esteem was after years of taking abuse from a man who was supposed to love her.
Molly took a deep breath as she shook her head. "I didn't see them...I just heard them."
He took a seat beside her trying his best to calm his temper. It wasn't like there was much he could do. Well he could sic Gemma on them but that would probably cause more trouble than it was worth.
Molly spoke again knowing that this was a conversation they needed to have. "If I'm going to be with you then I have to know that I'm the only one. I won't just sit back and put up with someone cheating on me...not after my husband had his affairs. If you love me as much as you claim to then I need to know that you're going to respect me enough to be faithful."
Chibs frowned his stomach churning. He wasn't surprised by the request. This was a conversation that they needed to have.
He had been faithful to her since they'd gotten together, hell he'd been stuck on her since she walked into his life.
Chibs knew that he didn't have the best track record though. His past was messy. When he had first married Fiona he'd been faithful. Of course that had changed when Jimmy had taken her. Chibs had spent over a decade burying himself in just about any woman who crossed his path.
He knew how it must look to Molly seeing all these women around. She wasn't dumb, she knew just why these women hung around the clubhouse.
It wasn't easy to stay faithful to someone in this life. Not with so much temptation always around. It was so easy to slip up and make a mistake.
He knew he couldn't make any mistakes with Molly. He knew that he had something good going here with Molly. For the first time in a long time he felt completely content with his life.
He knew that Molly wasn't going to stick around unless he made it clear the she was the only one.
He scooted close to her placing a hand on her cheek getting her to turn to face him. "It's always been you love. Yer all I've wanted since I met ya. I haven't strayed or even thought about it."
Molly let out a shaky breath as she spoke. "I can't have my heart broken again Filip. Not when I'm just learning that it's okay to give it to someone again."
"And I'm not goin to be the one to break it Molly. I love ya. I promise ya that yer it fer me. The second I cheat on ya is the second yer goin to leave me...I know that." He promised her grateful that she allowed him to lean in and press a delicate kiss to her lips.
She spoke again knowing that she needed to discuss one other thing. "In a few years Mason probably won't remember very much about his father... Honestly I hope he doesn't remember anything... considering what kind of man Brian is. Mason was talking to me the other day and he said that you're kind of like a daddy because you do all the things a daddy does like take us places and kiss me...I don't know what to say to him...I mean I know it's so soon to expect so much from you...you aren't his father... Just promise me that you won't let him down...He looks up to you and you mean so much to him...to both of us."
Chibs let out a heavy breath taking her words in. He spoke up trying to express exactly how he felt though it felt difficult to put it all into words. "I know that I won't always be the best influence fer the little lad. I can promise that I'm goin to try though love. I love that boy. I'd be proud to have him call me da one day. I know I don't have much ta offer. I'm a criminal there's no way of sugar coatin that...it's not somethin that I...that I'm sure ya want yer boy lookin up to. All I can promise though is that I'm goin to show Mason that I love ya both so much. Yer my family love..Mason and ya are my family. I'm goin to teach Mason how to love and protect his family. I know it's not much but it's all I've got ta offer."
He let out another breath afraid that she would tell him that it wasn't enough, that he wasn't enough.
Molly took him by surprise locking her lips with his before she spoke. "I'd be proud for him to call you da too. Just give me what you can...I'll be happy if you give us your best."
He locked his lips to hers again the kiss far more passionate than the kiss before.
He wrapped his arms around her waist almost forgetting just where they were, wanting to prove to her just how much she meant to him right here right now.
They pulled apart reluctantly as Juice walked into the room giving the two of them a disgusted look. "You have the wrong room...god it's like walking in on your parents."
Chibs flipped him off as he spoke. "Bite me."
"I told you Chibs I'm just not that in to you." Juice replied not missing a beat.
Chibs smiled as Molly laughed, her laughter genuine the worry far from her mind.
He took her hand in his as he stood up smirking over at Juice. "Well sweet lass let's get back to our boy. Now that we've defiled Juicy boy's room."
They both laughed as they heard Juice let out a string of curses staring down at his bed in horror.
Chibs pulled Molly's hand to his lips pressing a kiss to it overjoyed that things were settled between them and they'd come to an understanding about their relationship.
He had his sweet lass and his little lad and Chibs Filip Telford couldn't be happier.
