"I don't fucking appreciate that shit you just fucking pulled!" Tig angrily said
"Shut the fuck up and sit down. Let me explain what this tattoo means." Anai stated, pushing Tig down on the bed
It was his turn to raise an eyebrow at her, "Fine."
"Anubis is considered the God of the Dead. He also signifies rememberance of the dead and the Underworld. I figured it was fitting considering your role in the club and in the Marines. The Ankh Anubis is holding represents life and some believe it also represents mystical protection. I had the scythe added in to fully bring the club into this tat since our lives sort of revolve around the club. Being Egyptian I thought this tattoo would fit. It's very personal to me, and hopefully to you, which is why I had this drawn up for you." Anai explained
He stared at her for a few minutes just taking in what she had told him about the newest ink on his right arm. He had to admit the meaning really got to him. She had certaintly thought this tat through! The way she had done it was not lost on him, either. He had "branded" her like livestock which she didn't take too kindly too even though she had told him they were past it. It showed him she would not take any shit from him. That knowledge oddly turned him on as most women would just do whatever he told them too! Suddenly he pulled her up into his arms which took her off guard. He laid back on the bed with her laying on top of him.
"It's a beautiful tattoo. The meaning behind everything in it is really cool." He quietly said looking into her eyes
She smiled at him, loving the twinkle of his eyes.
"I... love you... This tat... I dig it." He all but whispered
She leaned down close to his ear and whispered, "I love you too Alex."
**FFW A FEW WEEKS**
The Sons were getting ready for the patchover party. Gemma was running around making sure the guys would have everything they needed before they took off. It would be nearly a day and a half ride to get to the MC that they were patching over. Anai, Chione, and Layla were sitting at the bar in the clubhouse going over schematics, land, and other various things. Chione had started working on making the MC protected by their government so that anything they did off their properties would not get them into trouble.
The Sons started filtering into the clubhouse. Talk turned to the patchover party. Nothing was new. Alcohol and pussy and music and other forms of debauchery. Just... in excess. When Tig started to salivate at the conversation, and obvious fond memories of other patchover parties, Anai looked at him then narrowed her eyes. Some of the Tacoma nomads had arrived to help with the patchover. Normally the kind of talk that was being spoken didn't bother either Anai or Layla. Something about Tig salivating made her snap.
Clay watched with fascination as Anai very confidently strolled over to where Tig stood with Happy, Juice, Jax, and another nomad. She leaned into Tig before grabbing his dick firmly. With a sugary-sweet voice, and only the group that stood with Tig could hear, she stated:
"This dick is mine. It goes anywhere near a woman that isn't me, my dick will be in a jar displayed on the mantle. Now I'm gonna go home to pack, I'd suggest you do the same. See you in a little bit."
Juice and the other nomad backed away from Tig. Happy stared at the short woman with a look of utter... awe? fascination? shock?... The rest of the clubhouse couldn't decipher his or Tig's emotion at that moment. Both men just watched as the trio of ladies waltzed out of the clubhouse. Chione climbed into her car while Layla and Anai hopped onto their Harley's. They made it to the home Anai and Tig shared a short while later.
Chione's bags were still pretty much packed, although she wasn't going on this little roadtrip for the patchover party, and Layla had already packed her bag and had it sitting in Anai's living room. The ladies talked of the debauchery that was about to ensue in less than 2 days' time. Layla wondered if these parties were anything like what they were used to back home with her Uncle? Anai usually found the parties she'd been to with the Sons of Anarchy kind of funny. The females who hung around these bikers tried so hard to catch the attention of some of these guys and here she was, the 'Ol lady of the feared Sgt-At-Arms and she didn't do anything but be herself!
It didn't take her long to pack a saddle bag for the few days she'd be gone. Maybe an hour after the trio of women arrived at her home the sound of 2 Harleys could be heard approaching the house. A few minutes later the door opened up revealing Tig and Jax. Both men found their women immediately. Chione watched the 2 couples carefully. The tall blond engulfed Layla tightly in his arms as they chatted very quietly together. Layla smiled broadly at whatever the blond had said and soon began giggling.
She turned her attention to Anai and the dark, curly headed man. They playfully fought. Just watching how they spoke and interacted she knew her sister had found the perfect man for her. Thinking of how happy her sister and cousin were suddenly brought on a profound sadness. She wished to have a mate that would care for her and treat her like the Queen these 2 men obviously thought her family were.
Although her sister and cousin hadn't come to America to find mates, they did find them naturally. No clubbing or bars or blind dates. No ridiculous pick up lines. Why couldn't she find someone like Layla had? She sighed heavily as the 2 couples bustled around making sure everything had been taken care of before they left town for a few days. 'It's business', her sister laughed which made her smile slightly. Anai had told her she could stay in her house while they were gone so that she didn't have the clubhouse to bother her while she was working.
A little while later, Anai and Layla were hugging Chione and speaking in their native tongue. Before she knew it, Chione was alone in the house with just her work. Anai actually found herself excited to be going on this little road trip. She knew it was going to be interesting to say the least. Layla decided to take her own Harley despite Jax offering to let her ride with him. Even though they were the "Ol ladies" of the VP and SaT, they still wanted to be independant. They made it back to the clubhouse where everyone else was meeting up. Clay decided he wanted the ladies up front with him, Jax, Tig, and Happy.
A/N: Chapter 54 is complete. I hope you enjoyed it :) Sorry it's been so long since I've updated this. My muse went on an extended vacation. Hopefully I'll get back into the groove of writing once more (and am working on Chapter 55 as we speak) but it might be a slow process, lol. Hope this was worth the wait :D
