Today her visit to the hospital was brief. Juice would be out soon and Chibs, although still on the critical list, was well on the way to recovery. The house was in need of a clean and a trip to the supermarket was well over due, by spending so much time at St Tomas she has let other thing slide.
She wondered if she should try make contact with Tig. She thought she could use the dinner that night as an excuse, perhaps ask him what kind of salad she should do. When she finally did call it rang once before going to voicemail letting her know he had rejected the call.
She called the bar to say she couldn't make it to work and offered to work the next night which would have been her night off. She went to the supermarket stocking up on beer, meat and vegetable and chocolate, lots of chocolate. She had decided on a Cesar salad, her favourite, not her problem if no one else liked it.
They day went by pretty fast. She casually drove past the clubhouse on her way home to see if Tig was there but not only was he not there but the only two bikes in the line up were Chibs' and Juice's. Tig's prediction of a busy day was clearly coming to fruition.
She got to Clay and Gemma's at the same time Opie's woman Lyla arrived with his kids. They hadn't met but they had seen each other around enough. Lyla was a porn actress, not that Amber was judgmental of that, but it surprised her a little that Lyla gave a big smile.
"It's my first time at one of these things," she told Amber as they headed to the door.
Amber sighed with relief, "mine too. If we stick together we should make it out alive."
"Deal," said Lyla
Inside only a second a tension was high. Tara and Gemma were having issues and Tara had taken it out on Lyla with a jab at her profession, something about hand jobs for dessert.
"Lyla wait," Amber followed her out the door, she wasn't sure if taking sides on this was a good idea but she had meant what she said about them sticking together.
Timing was perfect as Amber watched Opie, Jax and a couple of others arrive and Opie talked Lyla into going back inside. Only for things to heat up again, this time between the men.
Amber had no clue as to what was going on. Clay was mad at Jax, Tig and Bobby were having words like little kids and the woman were sitting around glaring at each other.
"Sorry to interrupt," said Hale, popping up from nowhere. He delivered news that Luanne Delany had been killed. She was a woman Amber had never met or seen but had heard off. She was the Old Lady of a member who was doing time; she was part of their family.
Hale left as quickly as he had arrived. Anger erupted. Jax was getting the blame and throwing blame right back a Clay about killing woman. Amber knew that it was a dig at Tig about the Donna thing. She followed Hale out.
"Oi!" she got to him just as he was about to get into his stupid little jeep thing. A loud sound of something smashing came from inside.
"How dare you," she hissed.
"I'm just doing my job," he shrugged.
"Doing your job? Please, you enjoyed that. You hate these people so much that a woman dies and you take pleasure in informing her family. That's fucking sick. God, when I first got here I found you annoying yet sweet, but I have quickly learned that you are just an arse. Throwing my family history up like that, warning me off Tig, it's pathetic. You're pathetic."
"Luanne is dead because of the kind of people she was dealing with. If they," he pointed an aggressive finger towards the house "didn't have so many enemies she would be alive right now and so would Donna for that matter. Anyone associated with SAMCRO is in danger as far as I'm concerned."
Amber turned to head back inside only to see multiple faces staring back at her. Clay, Bobby and Tig were all out the front Bobby and Tig seemed to have put differences aside. She thought it best to avoid them, she would just walk by them and go inside but in doing that Clay caught her arm.
He looked her up and down; she was so tiny compared to him. She threw a glance at Tig who seemed a little worried.
"You alright?" Clay asked, he said it in a niceish way but he was so much bigger than her in was still intimidating.
"Me? I'm fine. I mean, I'm sad about Luanne but I didn't know her so really I should be asking you guys that."
Clay just nodded slightly, "Tig, think you should take this one home, she's had enough excitement for one day."
Amber hadn't thought about what she was doing when she went after Hale. They way Clay was acting now made her thing she had done the wrong thing. But as Tig opened her car door for her to get in Bobby yelled out, "welcome to the family."
Tig followed her home on his bike. She had half expected him to turn off and head to the clubhouse or his own house but she was more than okay with seeing his head light in her rear view mirror the whole way home.
She was hardly out of the car before Tig was on her. His kissing was aggressive yet somehow passionate; she had no hesitation in kissing him back with just as much force.
"Forget this morning, I over reacted," it was almost an apology.
He took the keys off her and threw her over his shoulder. Before she knew it he was throwing her down on the floor.
"Where's your fucking bed?"
She hadn't put her fold out bed into its normal sofa since Juice had been away. When he was around it was always away because he kept walking into it.
She shrugged, "I cleaned."
He didn't care. Floor sex was fine with him.
They had had sex last night. Amazing, yay from not being in prison kind of sex and they had had sex many times before that but somehow this was very different.
He was still partially clothed but had stripped her of everything. He ran his rough calloused rough hands all over her smooth, flawless skin. The contrasting texture felt amazing to her.
Quickly ridding himself of the last of his clothes he picked her up and sat down with her legs wrapped around him and entered with a gentle yet deep thrust. He didn't want to dominate or be dominated; he wanted them on the same level. He never lost eye contact with her and they came at the exact same time.
Still in her, her legs still around him they just held each other when suddenly she realised he was crying, not sobbing or full on crying, but tears were falling.
All she could do was hold him, she didn't want to embarrass him by drawing attention to it so she just let him cry and pretended like she didn't notice.