The worry that Victoria felt for the Reyes brothers, however, didn't exactly help her state of sleepiness. She hadn't heard anything from Ezekiel, Angel, or even Coco so the concern for her friends weren't helping the exhaustion at the moment. Victoria knew that sometimes runs went like this but this is Ezekiel's first one, so she was more on edge. However, Victoria knew she couldn't do anything about it until Angel called, so she decided, as she turned off her TV and headed towards the kitchen with the wine bottle, that she would attempt to sleep to turn off all her thoughts.
But thankfully for the Miller woman, just as she was putting the half drunken bottle of wine into her refrigerator, Victoria heard her cell phone begin to ring on her kitchen counter. Victoria didn't even think twice before she brought the device to her ear as she knew exactly who would be calling her this late on a work night.
No one immediately spoke through the phone like Victoria had hoped. Instead, there was this mixture of loud sounds like something heavy was being dragged around before the rough and smooth voice of Angel Reyes finally muttered through the Miller woman's cell phone, "hey, you're needed at the clubhouse."
Once Victoria realized that nothing was currently wrong as Angel would have mentioned it as soon as she answered, the Miller woman couldn't help but roll her hazel eyes at Angel's words. "Wow, you really are desperate, aren't you?" Victoria questioned with a wide smirk shining across her lips as she rested her hip against the kitchen island. The Miller woman knew that she should of known that Angel would be calling to remind her of their agreement at the Mayans' clubhouse for their 'alone' time.
Angel released a heavy chuckle at the brunette woman on the phone while he directed Gilly and Coco towards the pool table with the Miller nurse's client of the night before he focused back onto Victoria as he told her in a low and sensual voice, "usually, I would be for you, princesa." The older Reyes then grew serious as he explained why she was needed at the clubhouse, "Creeper needs your expertise right now."
Victoria's teasing attitude and voice was instantly wiped away as she soon as she heard the words leave her best friend's mouth before she swiftly went into, what Angel likes to call, 'nurse mode,' as her body straightened like a soldier and her brain solely focused on all the possibilities that could have happened on the run.
"I'll be there in a few minutes," the Miller nurse quickly promised Angel before she ended the call without waiting for a response and placed her cell phone into her jacket pocket. Victoria then jogged towards the closet next to the front door and grabbed the large leather bag that held everything that she would need for her late night visit with the Mayans.
Once the Miller nurse had her kit ready for whatever she needed to heal on the tattooed biker, Victoria slipped on the closest pair of shoes - which happened to be a white pair of Vans, before she swiftly exited out of her brick house and headed straight towards her red Hyundai Accent like a man woman on a mission. Victoria always felt this rush when she would get these type of calls as she always gets to do something that she doesn't on a daily basis when taking care of children.
However, there was also this small tint of fear every time that she would get a call from Angel or Bishop. The club has always been like family to her since she started helping them two years ago, so Victoria cares a lot about each member. There was always this part of her that felt like she wouldn't be able to help once she reached the clubhouse. However, Victoria knew that was just worry speaking since the club would bring over the injured member directly to her house if it was life or death.
It was the deal that she has with the Mayans and their president. If they needed her help, then she would be called to the clubhouse but if it was too serious, then they would show up to her house. The only reason that they have that set up is because of the location of her house. It's basically in the middle of nowhere by the mountains, thanks to Angel, who had found her the place about two months into helping out the Mayans, so no one would ever know that the local motorcycle club knew her enough to come to her house - which kept her safe for the most part. There was only one instant when an enemy of the club had followed her home but that was quickly handled when Angel had shown up just in time.
It took Victoria a little less than ten minutes before she finally pulled into the driveway of the Mayans' clubhouse after the man from Charming, Chucky, had opened the gate for her. There was, thankfully, a short cut from her house to the clubhouse so it never took her too long to arrive. Once the Miller nurse turned off her car, she quickly grabbed her leather bag before she swiftly jogged towards the large wooden door of the clubhouse.
The first thing that Victoria noticed once she was inside of the familiar building was the few Mayans standing by the bar and she heard the sound of groaning coming from the right side of the clubhouse - where she figured Creeper was currently waiting for her. Victoria gave the passing Mayans a small smile like she usually does before she fast walked over to the groaning and moaning, so she could access the situation.
"Pequeño sanador," [Little healer] the president of the Mayans exclaimed with a grin on his face once he noticed the woman walking towards his direction and the pool table. Bishop placed a small kiss onto Victoria's cheek before he placed his hand onto her lower back as he directed her towards his injured member as he praised, "thanks again for the house call. I really appreciate it."
Victoria playfully rolled her hazel eyes at the president's praises that she always got when she shows up before she told Bishop with a small smile, "oh, you know I love helping you guys out." The Miller woman then swiftly moved her gaze off of the president of the motorcycle club as soon as she heard a shout come from her nightly patient's mouth before she jogged up to the pool table, where Creeper was leaning his body against.
"Finally you're here," the tattooed Creeper mumbled once he noticed the brunette woman with a deep breath - which immediately caused him even more pain than telling Angel and Coco to shut the hell up. "You gotta fix this shit, doc," Creeper begged desperately as he felt like he was bleeding out.
The Miller nurse gave the Mayan member a polite smile like she does with all of her patients before she placed her bag onto the green pool table and began to access Creeper's injuries. Victoria first took notice of the blood oozing down the large hole in his neck before she lifted up his white tank top and noticed the same wound on the right side of his abdomen.
Once Victoria knew the extent of the biker's injuries, she stood up straight and looked back towards Creeper. However, before she could tell him that he was going to be fine, she noticed Angel and Coco in the back holding at their throats with their eyes closed and tongues sticking out. The Miller nurse held in her eye roll as she knew that they wanted to play with Creeper. Victoria usually wouldn't when he's hurting, but Creeper's injures were a quick fix, so she decided to play along. "This is bad, Creep," the brunette woman mumbled as she shook her head with false sadness. She then shrugged her shoulders before she told him as she stared into Creeper's worried brown eyes, "I give it fifteen minutes before you croak."
"What!?" Creeper immediately shouted as his brown eyes grew as wide as saucers. The tattooed man quickly glanced around the room at his silent president and fellow members before he focused back onto the nurse with fear running through his body. "Please, Victoria, you gotta do something!" Creeper begged desperately, "I-I thought I was just exaggerating! I can't die here with these assholes!"
The clubhouse was silent for a few minutes as everyone watched Creeper freak out over his injuries before it was all interrupted when the culprits that are Angel Reyes and Coco Cruz busted out into laughter. "Puto coñoputo," [Fucking pussy] the Cruz biker exclaimed as he slammed his hand down onto Creeper's sore shoulder with another laugh as he and Angel had been busting Creeper's balls ever since the run.
"Thanks for making Creep piss his pants," the older Reyes told the giggling Miller woman with a wide smirk as he walked around the pool table and pulled her into a side hug. Angel then placed a quick kiss onto Victoria's temple before he and Coco continued with their laughter as they headed towards the bar.
"Sorry, Creep," the Miller nurse apologized with a small grin as she watched the annoyed, angry, and embarrassed look on the tattooed man's face. "Honestly, though, you'll be fine," Victoria promised as she gave Creeper the real truth about his wounds, "I just need to stitch them up for you and you'll be as good as new."
"You guys are fucking assholes, man," Creeper complained loudly as he glared over at his fellow club members, who were all laughing at him, before the tattooed biker slowly and painfully let go of the pool table and started to walk once the brunette nurse had began to lead him towards a fold up chair that was a few steps away.
"Hey, Gill, can you grab me a bottle of tequila and some towels," Victoria requested as glanced over to the bar while she ignored all of the jabs that were continued to be thrown at Creeper as she wanted to close the wounds as quickly as possible so they won't get infected. She knew they weren't that bad but Victoria didn't know what had caused them, so she knew it was for the best to get them closed up right away.
The Miller nurse threw up brown hair into a messy bun while she waited for her requested items as she got ready to work. Victoria then walked towards her bag on the pool table and dug around for a moment before she found what she needed. The brunette woman firstly snapped the light blue rubber gloves over her hands so she wouldn't get any blood on her before she grabbed the surgical needle and thread that would close Creeper's wounds.
"Here you go, doc," the Lopez biker uttered after about two minutes or so had passed by while he dragged his feet towards the brunette woman with two large black towels, that they always have in the back for nights like this, and the half drunken bottle of tequila, that Gilly had swiped from Coco.
Victoria glanced up from her task of looping the thread through the needle and gave the larger man a bright smile and praised as she took the usual items that she would use from his hands, "thank you so much, Gill." The Miller woman then shot both Angel and Coco a playful glare before she joked, "at least someone helps around here."
The Miller nurse instantly shook her head in amusement when the two best friends began to yell and shout as they tried to defend themselves but didn't say anything back as she walked over to the still pained Creeper. "Alright, let's get started," Victoria uttered, mostly to herself, as she sat down on the chair in front of her patient. The brunette woman placed all the items down on the small table beside them before she draped one of the towels over her thighs and used the other to wipe down the pouring blood. Victoria then opened up the bottle of tequila and poured it on the needle to sterilize it before she gently poured the alcohol down Creeper's neck.
Victoria gave Creeper an apologetic smile when she heard him begin to curse before she handed him the bottle of alcohol to drink as a peace offering. The Miller nurse then began to get to work as she slowly and steadily moved the needle and thread through the biker's skin as she closed up the wound. It took the experienced nurse about fifteen minutes to place the stitches on the jagged wound that ran from the bottom of Creeper's chin before it goes diagonal down his collarbone before she tied it off.
Once Victoria was sure that the stitches wouldn't fall apart, the Miller nurse pushed onto Creeper's chest so he was leaning against the chair before she pulled up his white tank top. The brunette woman then began the same process over again as she wiped off the pouring blood with the towel and poured the tequila on the wound before she began to stitch up the split skin on the tattooed biker's lower abdomen. This one, however, took a little bit longer than the first one since the slash on Creeper's stomach needed double the amount of stitches from how big it was.
"Alright," Victoria huffed out after a few minutes as she began to strip out of her bloody gloves before she gave Creeper a small smile and uttered, "see, good as new like I promised." The Miller nurse then headed back towards her bag on the pool table and grabbed a bottle of medication before she walked back to the now standing but wobbly biker. "These should help with the pain for the next few days," Victoria explained once she handed over the pills.
"Thanks, doc," Creeper muttered with gratitude ringing throughout his rough voice before he shook the small bottle of pills in his hand with a small nod of his head as he showed that he would follow the brunette woman's suggestion for the pain. The injured biker then flipped off Angel and Coco, who were making baby sounds towards him before he slumped his body on the couch in the corner of the clubhouse with the bottle of tequila clutched in his hand.
"You boys are so childish," Victoria uttered to Angel and Coco with a shake of her head as she began to walk towards the bar to throw away the bloody and used gloves, where she saw them continuing to tease and mess with the hurting Creeper. It was usually how it goes when she has to play healer for the club. Angel and Coco, the trouble makers, would always make jokes about who was hurting except, of course, if it's Bishop then they keep their mouths shut.
"You know you love us, princesa," the grinning Angel Reyes exclaimed with a wink before he tossed his long arm over the Miller nurse's shoulder once she was also resting against the wooden bar. Angel then wrapped his arms lowly around Victoria's waist before he placed a kiss onto her irresistible lips.
Victoria rolled her hazel eyes at the grinning Angel and the smirking Coco before she glanced over to the silent prospect that is her best friend. The Miller woman then carelessly shrugged her shoulders before she commented as she knew it would get Angel all riled up, "eh, I think I love EZ more."
A playful growl instantly flew out of Angel's mouth as his brother's name came out of his girl's mouth, like Victoria thought would happen, before he possessively nipped onto the side of her neck. "You're mine, princesa," the older Reyes exclaimed before he pulled Victoria tightly into his chest.
"Do you guys ever stop with the lovey dovey shit?" The younger Reyes brother questioned with an eye roll as he watched in disgust as his closest friend in the world cuddled up against Angel's chest. Ezekiel was definitely not used to this. He had never known his brother to be all touchy with a girl that he didn't plan on fucking right away, so it made his skin crawl knowing that the girl is Victoria.
"Get used to it, boy scout," Coco told the prospect before he took a large gulp from his Bud Light. The Cruz biker shook his head as he watched Angel attack Victoria's skin with his lips before he told the younger Reyes brother, "this is all they ever do when they're around each other." However, unlike the prospect, Coco is used to seeing his friends all over each other like most people in Santo Padre are since their sex friendship or whatever they want to call it has been going on for the last seven years.
Victoria gave her best friend an apologetic smile once she finally pulled herself from Angel's arms as she knew Ezekiel wasn't used to or even liked that she and Angel were this close along with the fact that they are sleeping with each other. The Miller woman knew she should try to cool it down until her best friend got used to it but it was just so damn hard to resist the older Reyes. She had tried so hard over the years, but Angel's smile always just pulls her back in.
The Miller woman walked towards her best friend and squeezed Ezekiel's arm as she promised quietly while Coco, Angel, and Gilly joked around with each other, "you'll always be my favorite Reyes." Victoria shot her best friend a wink before she jokingly whispered, "just don't tell Angel." The two best friends then let out a small laugh with each other before the Miller nurse headed back towards the pool table so she could pack away her medical supplies.
However, when Victoria had everything secure in her bag and began to walk back towards the guys, she heard the distinct sound of a motorcycle pulling into the lot along with a loud vehicle that sounded like a large SUV. The Miller woman glanced at the four bikers with a raised eyebrow before she curiously wondered, "were you guys expecting anyone else tonight?" It confused Victoria at the arrival of someone as the club usually doesn't hold any parties when they know that she's coming over to heal their wounds so one would bother them.
"Shit," the older Reyes instantly cursed once he watched Bishop walk out of Templo with Riz and Tranq before heading to the front of the clubhouse as he realized who was here. Fucking cartel, Angel thought, they weren't supposed to be here until the morning. This was the worse outcome that could happen right now with Victoria in the clubhouse. Angel never wanted Victoria to be around any of the club's problems and the Galindo cartel was the biggest of them all, so the older Reyes quickly grabbed ahold of Victoria's hand and pulled her closely towards him before he whispered into her ear, "don't leave my side, hermosa." Angel knew he couldn't sneak Victoria out of the clubhouse in time, so he knew this would have to do as he hoped the cartel didn't start shit in front of her and put her in any danger.
Victoria glanced up to Angel's tense face in confusion as she didn't understand what could cause the older Reyes to turn this way but she knew Angel must have had a reason, so she stayed quiet as the Mayans slowly walked towards the main part of the clubhouse before the door was instantly thrown open. The Miller woman only recognized one of the men that walked in and that was Marcus Alvarez or Padrino. Victoria had met Marcus on quite a few occasions and he was always friendly with her so Victoria knew that wasn't the cause for Angel's distress - which leaves the two unknown men.
"Come on," Angel whispered into Victoria's ear once he noticed that the cartel was focused on Bishop and Marcus. He figured this would be his only chance of getting Victoria out of here before Miguel started to explode on the club for losing his drugs and dresses during their run tonight. Angel knew how ruthless the Galindo cartel can be from watching their torture sessions and that was the last thing he wanted Victoria to experience right now, so he slowly and quietly slid passed Ezekiel and Coco to make it to the unoccupied door of the clubhouse.
However, before Angel could finally sneak Victoria out of the clubhouse and away from the club's problems, the leader of the Galindo cartel finally noticed the unknown person standing in the room. Miguel glanced between the cousins; Marcus and Bishop, with annoyance in his dark eyes before he asked, "who's this?" The Galindo man shook his head before he uttered through his tight jaw, "I thought this was a club matter. I don't like my business being out in the open like this and you know that, Bishop."
The aforementioned president of the Mayans silently released a tense sigh as he knew Miguel was going to make this difficult and he was mentally kicking himself for not getting the nurse out before the cartel showed up. Bishop, like the rest of the club, didn't want Victoria anywhere near the cartel but he knew he couldn't spook Miguel so he moved around his members until he was standing beside Angel and the Miller woman before he explained to Miguel, "this is Victoria Miller. She's our resident nurse for our war wounds." Bishop then slightly squeezed the woman's shoulder to keep her calm before he pointed towards his cousin and spoke, "Victoria, you already know el Padrino."
The president of the Oakland charter gave the familiar woman a warm smile when his cousin paused before he uttered with a small nod of his head, "it's good to see you again, Victoria." The Alvarez man had always liked the brunette woman since he met her a few years ago and knew that she is trustworthy, so he had to remind himself to pass that message to Miguel as he didn't want the cartel bothering the nurse when she had nothing to do with any of the club's business.
The Miller woman felt herself relax by a little bit in Angel's tense arms when the Oakland president greeted her as Marcus was always so calm - which helped with the feeling of panic that she was feeling right now with the nicely dressed men that obviously meant business. Victoria knew she probably should keep quiet by how protective Angel is being but the nurse didn't want to be disrespectful to el Padrino, so she gave the president a small smile and greeted back, "it's nice to see you too, Marcus."
The president of the Santo Padre charter continued where his introductions had stopped as he pointed towards the man in the light grey suit before he told Victoria, "and this is Miguel Galindo." Bishop then paused for a moment as he tried to think of how to word things before he murmured, "we are working together... on a partnership."
Oh shit, Victoria instantly thought once she heard the man's name come from Bishop's mouth and immediately found Angel's hand before she squeezed it as she tried to keep her nerves in. She remembered Angel telling her about the Galindo cartel a few months ago when the older Reyes was compressing his issues to her in bed. Victoria knew this Miguel person was extremely dangerous and the only thing that she wanted was to get the hell out of here already.
The leader of the Galindo cartel took a couple of steps around the motorcycle club members until he was standing in front of the brunette woman before he held out his hand and uttered smoothly, "it's lovely to meet you, hermosa." Miguel twitched his head as he watched Victoria while he shook her hand before he murmured, "you have a very familiar face." The Galindo man then glanced over to the protective Reyes standing closely to Victoria and the younger brother tensely watching him before Miguel wondered, "do you know my wife?" Miguel let out a low chuckle before he commented with a sly smirk, "I mean, your best friend, Ezekiel, over there does."
Victoria felt her tense figure loosen slightly as she realized who is married to the man in the front of her. "Emily," the Miller woman mumbled in surprise. Victoria honestly would have never guessed that her old high school friend who used to be with her best male friend is married to the dangerous cartel leader. "Wow. I haven't seen her in years," Victoria told the awaiting Miguel. The nurse felt so imitated by the man in front of her that she felt like she was going to start word vomiting. It also didn't really help when the man next Miguel was staring intensely at her.
"Well, I'll be sure to let Emily know that she has someone in town that would like to meet up," Miguel told the brunette woman with a slight smile. The cartel leader then took back his previous spot as he introduced his head of security to the Miller woman, "I would like you to meet Nestor Oceteva." Miguel looked at the room filled with the tense bikers with a large grin and exclaimed with a clap of his hands, "now we all know each other." He then turned his attention onto Bishop with an emotionless expression before he commanded, "now let's talk about the Nevada run."
While the president of the Santo Padre charter began to run through everything that happened tonight on the run with the Galindo cartel, Angel placed his lips next to Victoria's ear and whispered, "how about you head home, princesa?" The older Reyes titled the Miller woman's face with her chin before he promised, "I'll come by once I'm finished here." Angel didn't like having the feared cartel anywhere near Victoria and he knew this was the chance she needed to escape since Miguel was more focused on finding his missing drugs right now.
Victoria quickly nodded her head in agreement as she didn't need to be told twice. This was basically her first time interacting with someone that works with the Mayans, so her emotions were all over the place as she didn't know how she was supposed to act in front of the cartel, so she was so pleased that she finally gets to leave the tense clubhouse. "I'll see you later," Victoria promised to Angel in a small whisper before she silently walked over to her best friend and squeezed Ezekiel's arm to let him know that she was okay - despite meeting the head of one the most dangerous cartels.
The Miller nurse then silently walked over to her bag that she had left on the pool table and grabbed it before she made her way over to the resting Creeper. Victoria bent down until she was eye level with the tattooed biker before she whispered, "hey, give me a call if the meds aren't helping, alright?" The brunette woman couldn't help but still want to help make sure her patient wasn't hurting too badly - despite being in the same room as the devil. It was just who she is.
Once Victoria saw Creeper nod his head in agreement, she squeezed his knee before the Miller woman silently walked towards the entrance of the clubhouse. However, before Victoria could finally escape, she was soon stopped when a warm hand gripped her wrist. The Miller woman almost let out a frightened gasp as she thought someone of the cartel had grabbed her but instantly relaxed once she met Angel's soft and worried brown eyes.
The older Reyes gently ran his fingers down Victoria's cheek as he stared directly into her hazel eyes before he pulled her into a passionate kiss. "Be careful and don't let anyone in the house," the biker whispered against the Miller woman's mouth as he squeezed her waist. Angel felt guilty for bringing Victoria here tonight or any other night as he knew something could happen to her now that the cartel knows that she's close to the MC. It would kill him if something were to happen to Victoria, so Angel wanted to keep her as protected as he could until the Los Olvidados' plan was finished and they finally could get rid of the Galindo cartel for good.
Victoria nodded her head in agreement as she silently promised Angel that she would be safe before she pulled him into another passionate kiss as she wanted all her fears to be washed away. The Miller woman then quickly turned around and opened the door to the clubhouse. However, before she could walk away, Victoria felt eyes on her so she glanced behind her and noticed two pairs of eyes on her while everyone else began to move further through the clubhouse. One pair of eyes belonged to Angel, who she is used to watching her when she leaves but the other shocked her as she noticed the man that she had briefly been introduced to, Nestor Oceteva, watching her every move.
Victoria couldn't help but furrow her brows as she stared right back at the man with the double braids and the two guns holstered on his body. The Miller woman had felt this strange feeling around Nestor ever since she had noticed him walk into the clubhouse along with Marcus and Miguel. However, Victoria decided to not look too much into this weird feeling in her chest as she just figured it was because Nestor works with the dangerous Galindo cartel along with how nervous Angel is currently being around them.
The Miller woman knew these men were not someone you wanted to fuck with from the small pieces of information that Angel had told her about, so Victoria shook off Nestor's gaze and quickly walked out of the clubhouse with her nursing bag in hand. Victoria didn't want anything to do with the cartel or any of the Mayans' problems as she knew it was dangerous for her, especially because of relationship with motorcycle club, so Victoria prayed as she made sure she wasn't being followed to her car that she wouldn't have to meet them ever again.
It was about two in the morning when the sleeping Victoria Miller heard the sound of movements through her supposedly empty house - which had instantly woken her up. The brunette woman was still on edge from her first meeting with the Galindo cartel, so Victoria slowly moved the dark blue blanket from her body before she grabbed the handgun that was resting on her bedside table. The Miller woman then slowly tiptoed out of her bedroom and into the dark hallway until she came to a stop at the edge of the living room.
The spacious room in the Miller house was pitch black dark so Victoria couldn't see a single thing but she could see a dark shadow standing with their back towards her while they leaned down in front of her small alcohol cabinet that was resting against the far wall. Victoria knew she couldn't take the chance for the unknown person to notice her, so as she quietly as she could, cocked back the gun and rose it in the air encase the person tried to attack her as she would rather be ready then unprepared.
However, luckily for the two people in the house, once the unknown person poured him a glass of tequila, he reached around and flipped on the small lamp - which instantly caused Victoria to notice the Mayans kutte and the familiar tattoos going down his arms that she had traced millions of times over the years. "Jesus Christ," the Miller woman gaped as she felt like her heart was going to pound its way out of her chest once she realized who was standing in her house, "I could have shot you, Ange."
The sound of his name being spoken out in the silent house instantly caused Angel to turn around, where he spotted the shaken woman with the deadly weapon in her grasp. Angel let out a low sigh and placed his glass of alcohol down at the sight in front of him before he swiftly crossed the room in three long strides. "Hey," the Reyes man gently whispered as he carefully pried the gun out of Victoria's hand before he placed it onto the side table. Angel then grabbed the side of Victoria's face in a gentle grasp and rubbed the pad of his thumb across her soft skin as he connected his worried brown eyes with her hazel ones.
Angel could tell that the meeting with the cartel had spooked the brunette woman by her frightened and tense figure and the Mayan hated himself for that. He always hated seeing Victoria like this when she is such a strong woman along with the fact that it's her involvement with him that caused this fear. "You don't gotta worry about anything, alright, princesa? I always got you," Angel mumbled before he placed his lips onto Victoria's forehead while he held her closely.
Victoria didn't realize how frightened she was until she had swiftly wrapped her arms around Angel's waist and breathed in his warm scent. The Miller woman had been around the club for two plus years but this time with coming face to face with someone who has been a pain in the ass for Angel and the stories that she had heard via the news about the Galindo cartel frightened her. Yeah, she has dealt with an enemy of the club before when they had followed her home, but this time felt different. This wasn't just like some small time gang like Dogwood. This was huge and Victoria feared that someone she loved like the club would be caught in the middle.
"Hey," Angel uttered softly as he titled Victoria's head up by her chin so he could look into her eyes once more. "Stop worrying, princesa," the Reyes man begged as he could see and feel the turmoil that Victoria was going through right now. "This is on the club," Angel stated before he promised, "you won't have to worry about Galindo or his lapdog in braids ever again." Angel knew without a doubt that he was going to keep Victoria as sheltered away from the cartel as best as he could. He didn't care if someone in the club got injured as they could always go to the doctor in the tunnels, Angel wasn't going to drag her in anymore of their shit.
Victoria silently nodded her head as she gave Angel a small smile before she whispered, "I know." In reality, though, the Miller woman felt something in her chest that told her that she would, in fact, will be seeing more of the cartel. They know who she is now and that she knows both presidents in the Mayans along with the fact that the head of the cartel was married to her old high school friend, so that didn't really help ease Victoria's mind.
However, what did help calm Victoria down was the feeling of Angel's arms wrapped around her like they always did. The Miller woman knew that Angel would always keep her protected and safe so she didn't feel afraid with the older Reyes by her side. She trusted that he wouldn't let anything happen to her, so Victoria pushed all the cartel thoughts away as she wrapped her arms around Angel's neck and pulled him into a gentle kiss before she whispered against his lips, "thank you."
A smile instantly curled up onto the Mayan member's face as he always loved when the brunette woman would praise him along with the fact that he was glad that Victoria wasn't feeling scared anymore - which made the Reyes man feel like he accomplished a life long mission as that was all Angel had ever wanted for Victoria. He always felt like, after Ezekiel went to prison, that it was his job to keep Victoria safe like his brother did when they were younger since Victoria's parents were never around. Angel had just never thought that he would care so much for the woman that used to annoy him as children but Angel knew he wouldn't change anything about the choices he had made in their friendship as he held the brunette woman tightly in his arms. "So, are you alright now, princesa?" The Reyes man wondered after a moment of staring into Victoria's hazel eyes as his rough fingers danced across the woman's exposed waist.
Victoria immediately nodded her head as she played with the dark hairs on the back of the biker's neck with a small smile shining across her lips. "I am," the Miller woman affirmed before she gave Angel a soft but meaningful kiss as she tried to express how grateful she was for him. The Miller woman then pulled Angel into a tight hug and placed her face into his neck as she breathed in his scent that made her think of home before she murmured against his skin, "thank you for everything. Thank you for keeping me safe, for protecting me, for loving me."
Angel's heart immediately swelled at the brunette woman's simple but touching words before he placed a soft kiss onto her forehead and murmured, "of course, princesa. You know I'll always go down swinging for you. Tú eres mi mejor amiga. Mi corazón. Mi dulce. [You are my best friend. My heart. My sweet.] I will never let anything happen to you." The Reyes man then squeezed Victoria into his arms for a moment as he was glad that she was calmer than she was when he first arrived before he moved his arm, so it thrown over her shoulder, and uttered as Angel slowly led her through the hallway of the Miller house, "now, let's get the sleepy nurse in bed."
Once they arrived in the large bedroom at the end of the hallway, Angel led the brunette woman over to the bed before he moved the dark blue blanket to the side and placed the sleepy Victoria into the bed and covered her up. The Mayan member then bent over the bed with his hand beside Victoria's head before he pushed the woman's brown hair out of her hazel eyes as he watched her slowly began to pass out with a soft smile on his lips.
These were some of the moments that Angel loved when he is with Victoria. It made all the club business just disappear and it makes Angel wish that he and Victoria would just leave Santo Padre when things get bad like he wanted to when the Clover gang had showed up at Victoria's house a little over two years ago and tried to hurt her to get to the club. However, Angel would never tell anyone about that, though, not even Victoria. It was just always at the back of his mind when things become unbearable for them. The thought was always like a safe haven for Angel as it always made him feel hopeful about the possibility of leaving this life behind and going to some small and unknown town with the woman he loves if things were to get too tough for them.
"Good night, mi amor," the Reyes man whispered after a few minutes of him watching the soft breath leave Victoria's mouth as he thought she was asleep. Angel then leaned down and placed a lingering kiss onto the Miller woman's forehead before he silently stood up from his squatting position and headed back towards the door.
However, before Angel could fully walk out of the bedroom, the Miller woman quickly but lightly grasped ahold of the biker's hand before she murmured with her hazel eyes barely cracked open, "please, stay." Victoria wasn't still panicked or scared after her interaction with the Galindo cartel, but she just wanted to sleep next to her best friend and absorb his warmth and comfort.
Angel let out a small but amused chuckle as he stared down at the half asleep woman in the bed before he told her as he lightly squeezed her hand to assure Victoria that he wasn't leaving her, "I'm just gonna make sure that the house is all locked up and I'll be right back, princesa." The thought of leaving the brunette woman didn't even cross his mind like Victoria obviously thought. Angel didn't trust Galindo and his men, so he didn't plan on leaving Victoria at home alone anytime soon since Miguel knew exactly who Victoria was and it wouldn't be that difficult to find out where she lives and somehow use her against the club.
It took Angel about a little less than four minutes before he found himself back in the silent bedroom after he had locked the front door, the side door, and the one that leads to the patio and backyard. The Mayan biker then silently walked over to the left side of the bed, that had been his designated spot for the past two years, and slipped off his boots, jeans, kutte, and shirt before Angel slowly slid into the bed beside Victoria.
The Miller woman instantly turned into Angel's body as soon as she felt the familiar warmth enter the large bed before she lazily wrapped her right arm around the Reyes man's lower waist and snuggled into his warm, bare chest. It was like an instinct for the brunette woman as she always finds comfort in Angel just being here for her. They've been doing this for a little over seven years so it was extremely easy for her and Angel to feel this comfortable like this with each other.
Yeah, they have a friends-who-fuck relationship but most times that doesn't even happen. They started doing that two years into this relationship, where they could just lay next to each other and feel calmer without the physical aspect. Victoria knew most people would call that an actual relationship but she and Angel just never went any further besides fooling around and comforting each other. They just never had that 'talk' most people share when they realize it's not just a friends with benefits relationship anyone. But Victoria doesn't mind as she's happy with their situation. She gets to have her best friend, someone who makes her feel good, and someone who will protect her with their life and Victoria couldn't ask for anything else. It wasn't like their was any competition to cause them to have that 'talk,' anyway.
The large bedroom was silent for a couple of minutes as Victoria listened to Angel's calm heartbeat while the biker slowly ran his fingers through the woman's brunette hair as they absorbed the other's company before the silence was broken when Victoria mumbled against Angel's chest, "you know, I'm mad at you for never telling me about my best friend being back in town for 3 weeks when I haven't seen him in eight years along with the fact he's also prospecting with the club."
Angel let out a small chuckle as he knew that he would be getting this talk sooner or later since Victoria obviously knew about Ezekiel being involved with the club since she saw them leave together for the Nevada run this afternoon. "I know, hermosa," the Reyes man uttered softly before he placed a gentle kiss onto Victoria's forehead. "I'll make it up to you by taking you out for breakfast before I drop you off at the hospital in the morning," Angel promised.
A soft smile instantly lifted on Victoria's face at the way Angel knew the way to her heart with breakfast before she placed a kiss onto the Reyes man's tattooed chest and murmured her appreciation, "thank you, Ange." The Miller woman wasn't exactly mad at the biker for not telling her about Ezekiel joining the club like Angel obviously thought. She was just more upset that she was the last person in California to find out when Ezekiel has been her oldest best friend in the world.
Angel looked down at the brunette woman with a raised eyebrow before he questioned in an amused voice, "what? No yelling or screaming for not telling you about EZ?" The Reyes man had thought that he was going to get yelled at or there was going to be some arguing from Victoria's side since he never told her about Ezekiel, her best friend, being out of prison when Angel had went through three long weeks of Victoria worrying about not getting her weekly phone call from the younger Reyes.
Victoria rolled her hazel eyes and mumbled after she let out a heavy yawn, "shut up, Angel. I'm too tired." The Miller woman then slowly lifted her head from Angel's chest so she could look into the Mayan's brown haze before she uttered with a small smirk, "besides, I know waking up at six in the morning is going to be torture enough for you." Victoria placed a quick kiss onto Angel's lips before she laid back onto his chest and concluded with a slight shrug, "it's a win-win situation for me."
A loud groan immediately sounded through the dark bedroom of the Miller house as soon as the Mayan biker heard what time the brunette nurse needed to be up in the morning. "Ugh, you're killing me, princesa," Angel grumbled like a small child getting his toys taken away. However, unlike a small child, Angel didn't fight it. He instead wrapped his arm around Victoria's shoulder and pulled her closer into his chest. Angel then titled Victoria's head, so he was looking into her hazel eyes, before he pulled her into a small and sweet makeout session. Once they broke their embrace, Angel stared into Victoria's eyes for a moment before he murmured with a bright smile pulling onto his lips, "but you're worth it."
Victoria couldn't help but let out a small giggle at the usual tough and cocky biker's sweet and selfless statement before she uttered teasingly as she ran her hand up and down his chest while she tried to push away the blush that Victoria could feel sneaking up onto her cheeks, "you're such a big softy, Angel Ignacio Reyes."
Angel tightened his arm around the Miller woman's shoulder as he lazily rubbed his fingers along her bare upper arm before he mumbled with obvious embarrassment shining throughout his voice, "shut up, Tori." The Reyes man then silently twisted his body around so he was now eye to eye with Victoria before he tossed his left leg over the brunette woman's thighs like he usually does when he's ready to sleep and mumbled as he snuggled Victoria into his chest, "good night, princesa."
A soft chuckle escaped Victoria's mouth as she realized Angel wasn't going to give her a chance to tease him anymore by falling asleep. The Miller woman rolled her hazel eyes in amusement at the Reyes man's childish behavior before she settled herself further into Angel's arms with a small smile lifting onto her face as she always felt like home in the Mayan biker's arms. "You're my big softy," Victoria whispered once she felt Angel's breath even out which meant that he had already fallen asleep. The Miller woman could understand why he was passed out in less than three minutes, though, with all the stress the club had to deal with from the run to Nevada along with whatever the Galindo cartel wanted to talk about tonight.
The thought of the Galindo cartel immediately made Victoria release a small sigh as she watched Angel's calm sleeping figure while she slowly traced the small tattoos on the biker's chest. The Miller woman didn't still feel afraid like she did when she first met Miguel Galindo and when Angel had showed up tonight, though, but it was still on her mind. Victoria knew from deep in her chest that it wasn't going to be the only time that she would see Miguel nor his head of security, Nestor Oceteva, like Angel had promised. It just didn't feel plausible for the brunette woman when she shows up at the clubhouse on a daily basis. It also didn't help that Victoria's closest best friend in the world is a prospect along with the fact that she's physically and emotionally involved with the secretary of the Mayans motorcycle club.
However, the one thought that plagued the Miller woman's mind and fears the most as she absorbed the tranquility and safeness between she and Angel was that the Galindo cartel knew who she is. They know that she has this close relationship with the Mayans along with the fact that she knows the leader of the cartel's wife. It just made Victoria have this bad feeling like she is going to get caught in the middle of some war between the club and the cartel that she didn't even want to be involved in nor did she really know anything about.