SORRY! I know, it's been forever. FORGIVE! Anyway, Enjoy and Review and all that fun stuff.
Things seemed to be looking up for the club over the last couple days. The girls had managed to settle nicely into their new home, though Molly would be headed back to Hohman to grab her and Penelope's things; Tig was released from the hospital, and it seemed the Outlanders were completely wiped from everyone's memories like a bad night.
Currently, Mina sat at the kitchen table with a fresh cup of coffee and a lit cigarette-the breakfast of champions. The morning had been quiet until she overheard a rather stern Scotsman lay into her friend. "Mol', you're no' goin' back there without me. I talked t' Clay and he's alrigh' with me being gone for a few days."
"Chibs, you don't understand. It's not that I wouldn't love for you to come with, it just seems completely unnecessary. The club needs you here. Penelope and I will be fine. I can handle my parents and her father and I'll be back before you know it, ok?"
"I don't think you're hearin' me, woman. I said Am Goin', and tha's tha." Molly sighed as the two entered the kitchen. "Mina, would you-"
"Nope. I'm not triangulating into your tiff. Besides, I think it's a good idea he comes. Can you imagine Mick's face?" Mina chuckled to herself. Not as if Mick would show up anyway; even when they lived in the area he rarely saw Molly or Penelope. She played with the image of Mick hiding behind his mommy as this giant biker poked him saying, "This is MY woman now, bitch!" Course, Chibs would never say it, not like that but it was a fun visual. Molly rolled her eyes and sighed as Chibs smiled and winked at Mina.
"Wow, et tu, Mina? Fine. FINE! Come, what do I care?"
"Thanx, love," he said as he kissed her forehead and pinched her ass. Molly giggled as Mina made a gag noise in jest. "Tig been by yet?"
"No, Mina told him to wait until tomorrow when we leave. Apparently, the sex-capades will be practicing here." Molly felt that was a worthy enough jab back for the betrayal and Chibs laugh simply added to the mix. Taking the last drag, Mina put out her cigarette and stood up to refill her coffee. "Oh Ha fucking Ha, just for that...ALL up in your bed."
"Guess you didn't tell her about us in her bed, yet?" Chibs spoke completely dead-pan which made Molly laugh hysterically.
"Fuck you, guys." Mina said as she walked past the two to make her way to the basement.
"Was tha' a command, darlin?" Chibs smiled. Mina stopped at the doorway and turned long enough to see his metal capped tooth. Chibs pushed his pelvis into Molly causing her to laugh uproariously. Mina rolled her eyes and continued downstairs to her shop where she could still hear their laughter.
"Wha' time do we leave again?" Chibs said as he moved from Molly to the coffee pot. Molly, who had made her way to clean the little dishes in the sink, nodded. "I don't know. I didn't buy plane tickets yet, so-"
"Cannae take a plane. We'd have t'drive." Chibs took a swig of his coffee and swallowed before inhaling loudly. The coffee was still fresh so it was still pretty hot. Molly thought for a moment. She hadn't taken into consideration the status of her man and the law. "Well," she said placing a coffee mug on the drying rack, she turned to face him. "I suppose I'll have to rent a truck. I can put it in my name."
"Nah, I'll see if Clay can get us a truck or SUV. We can take turns driving and such. We keep driving non-stop, we should be there in less than two days. Tha' alrigh'?" Molly shook her head.
"Just let me check and see how much money I have for gas-" Molly went to grab her laptop so she could check her bank but she was stopped when the Scot grabbed her arm. Pulling her toward him, he smiled down at her. "Don' worry, darlin. You just pack you and wee one's things and I'll pick you two ladies up tonight. Sooner we get this over with, the better." All Molly could do was stare at him. She could feel her eyes well up a bit but she wouldn't cry in front of him. When she thought she felt a tear escape, she looked down but Chibs had her chin in his hands faster than she'd realized. Molly felt his calloused thumb graze the moisture from her cheek as the Scotsman stared back at her intensely. "Mol', we will get through this."
"It's not just that, Chibs. It's," she let out a sigh as she pulled herself away from his grasp. As she moved to sit at the table, she knew what she wanted to ask. All of her other relationships started out this way-she knew the signs as well as she knew all the words to her favorite movie. In the beginning, it's always wonderful; butterflies, chivalry, hope and then, eventually, it'd fizzle into bitterness or jealousy or, in the last instance, nothing at all.
She wanted to shake Chibs and ask why. Why did he want her? When was he going to give up on them? On her? Eventually, would he just see her as a burden? Sure, he's all nice now, but what exactly did he want with her? What were his intentions? She loved Chibs, this she couldn't deny. He was much older than any of her other boyfriends, and he was wonderful to Penelope. Matter of fact, the whole club was great with Penelope.
She didn't want to think about the end of their relationship in the early stages but, as she had experienced more often than not, everything could be great one day and the next, you're dumped. Molly chuckled when she thought to herself, "Ain't nobody got time for that."
"Molly, are you alrigh'?" Molly broke from her train of thought and saw Chibs kneeling down to her.
"Sorry, ha, it's,..it's nothing. I'm fine. Just lost in thought. Lot to do before we leave." She let out a dry laugh which furrowed Chibs brow. "I don' think you are, but I won' push you. I gotta go to the shop, so I'll leave you to it." He kissed Molly on the top of her head. "I'll call you, ya?" Molly grinned and nodded yes before Chibs left. Please, she said a silent prayer to whatever deity would hear, please let this one work.
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She couldn't decide if it was the humming of the machine itself or if Seven Samurai-a personal favorite-had put Bobby to sleep during his touch up but she was losing her patience. She'd been at this for the last hour and a half and desperately craved nicotine. She removed her foot from the pedal and placed her machine onto the counter top beside her. Spraying some of the green soap-water mixture onto a paper towel, she wiped clean the area she'd been working on thinking maybe the sudden cool feeling of the cleaner would wake Bobby. He didn't budge, so she figured she'd be alright to sneak out.
When she walked up the stairs, she noticed a note on the table from Molly saying her and Penelope had some last minute errands to run before they left. Mina placed the paper back on the table and glanced over at the coffee pot hoping for a little bit to be left, but she was left with an empty pot. She opted for water and walked back towards the basement to the back porch. She stopped for a moment to admire the porch. She and Gemma had purchased some furniture, but the girls had left it to the prospects to set everything up. Only now did she realize how large the seats actually were. They were set up like a sectional, and could probably seat 10 of the club members-the damn thing was huge. Molly threw in some bohemian touches like colored glass wind chimes, dream catchers, pillows, and paisley printed sheets of fabric. It looked,...cozy. Mina walked around the small coffee table found in the middle of the sectional and sat. Lighting her cigarette, she sat back and propped her feet on the coffee table. As she closed her eyes, she listened.
It was early afternoon and warm enough to where Mina could sit comfortably in her shorts and flannel. Save for the chirps from birds, it was quiet and peaceful. She was only missing one thing. When she heard the screen door open and slam shut, she figured Bobby had woke up. She kept her eyes closed as she listened to the heavy-footed boots scuff against the hardwood floor. "Bobby, I'll finish the tattoo in a second. I just needed a cigarette." She heard a chuckle and felt a finger lightly traced from the bottom of her foot to the top. Simply one stroke, but it tickled. Her eyes flung open only to be met by ice blue ones.
"Ain't you gonna want that afterwards?" Mina ashed her cigarette before standing up to meet him on the other side of the table. She leaned to kiss him before he stopped her. Taking the cigarette from her hands, Tig took a drag and snuffed it out in the ash tray. He stood to meet her gaze and grabbed her hand. Pulling her back to the spot she had occupied moments prior, Tig sat and pulled Mina onto his lap so she straddled him.
"Missed y-" Mina whispered but Tig shh'd her. "Do-Don't talk," his eyes searched her face and moved to her flannel. Using his finger, he traced her jawline down to her chest. He managed to pull aside the material of her flannel enough to see that Mina wasn't wearing a bra. Looking up into her gaze again, a smile played across his face. Mina licked her lips as she began to unbutton her top all the while not breaking his gaze. She loved this man, and loved the way he looked at her-eyes full of love, protection, safety, lust, passion, madness. As she reach the last button, she pulled it open so that Tig could see her breasts. There was a moment where his mind flashed back to the hospital, except this time, he knew no one would walk in. As he broke their gaze long enough to claw his fingers into her hips, he looked in her eyes again and lifted her forward. As Tig's mouth met her nipple, Mina moaned and weaved her fingers into his hair.
She could feel his tongue flick her nipple to hardness causing a throbbing in her lower half. As he continued, licking and teasing, Mina could feel Tig's hand move from her hips to behind her thighs eventually reaching her ass. He grabbed tightly before shifting from one breast to the other and Mina could feel herself getting wetter. Mina pulled Tig's hair causing him to release her other nipple from his mouth and look into her eyes. Resting her forehead on his, she flicked her tongue over his lips and immediately she felt the bulge in his pants grow. Mina could feel Tig move one hand from her thigh up her body slowly as he memorized every curve. As his hand reached her neck, she grabbed it. A look of confusion briefly swept over his face, before he realized what she was doing.
Opening her mouth, Mina pulled his hand forward and began to suck and lick his fore finger and middle finger. As her mouth played with his fingertips, the thought of her doing this to his cock- plush pink lips licking and sucking their way down his shaft-brought him to the point of release. He stopped her and moved his moist fingers to pussy. Pushing aside the material, Mina could feel him lingering there waiting to enter. She could feel herself craving him to the point where, if he didn't fuck her now, her head would burst. Tig knew it and moved his mouth back to her chest where he bit on her breast at the same time he thrust his fingers into her.
Mina moaned his name loudly as she felt his fingers move in and out of her. She dug her nails into his shoulder as his rhythm increased. Tig pulled away from her breast and smiled proudly as he watched a small bruise form where his mouth had been, marking his territory. Mina's hips gyrated creating a friction that was as much fun for Tig as it was for Mina. She could feel her orgasm building causing her to pant. Tig lifted his head from her chest and his forehead met hers again. "Cum for me, baby," he said really low in almost a growl which set Mina over the edge. It wasn't too much longer that the orgasm that had building came through. As her body convulsed with waves of pleasure, Tig moved a hand to her cheek and kissed her deeply and passionately. Removing his fingers from her, he reached into his cut (kutte?) for his cigarettes. He motioned to her asking if she wanted one to which she nodded feverishly.
"Told ya," he said as he lit hers and handed it to her. He nodded before resting his head on her lap to smoke his own. "Missed you."
Mina laughed, "Yeah, I, uh, I could tell." She looked down to see he was staring back up at her with a devilish grin.
"Oh, babe, you ain't seen nothing yet." The two laughed but where interrupted when there was a knock at the porch door. His hair seemed brighter in the sunlight, like gold, and he wore a grin from ear to ear. Tig sighed and sat up. "Howdy neighbor," Jax said with a grin. That's when Mina knew he had heard everything that just happened and she blushed.
"Hi, Jax," Mina said standing up grabbing her glass of water. "Um, can I get you anything? Water? Coffee?"
"Nah, Mina, it's cool. I'm actually on the way out. Heard Bobby was here so I wanted to talk to him right quick."
Mina nodded. "He's downstairs. I'll wake him up and bandage him up for you." Jax smiled, "Thanks, Mina. I appreciate it." Mina smiled and went into the house.
"Everything alright?" Tig asked moving closer to Jax.
"Not here. Get back to TM now. We got a problem." Tig understood and stepped beside his VP when Bobby and Mina walked back onto the porch. Bobby had, what looked to be a large plastic bandage wrapped in medical tape around his forearm. Yawning, Bobby looked to Jax. "What's the problem?" Jax looked at Bobby and Mina noticed that the sunny demeanor he held early was ditched for a more serious look. Bobby and Tig's demeanor had changed too, like dogs on alert and she knew that whatever this was was gonna be bad.
"Well," Jax said as he turned the grin back on, "Mina, I feel terrible for stealing your guests, but I-" Mina cut Jax off by holding up her hand. "Unless it involves mine or my friends safety, it's none of my business. I trust you guys, so trust me when I say, I don't wanna know." The three chuckled and Tig made his way over to her, throwing his arm around her shoulders. "Bobby," she continued, "rinse in 2 hours with the hottest water you can stand and soap. Then aquavor every couple hours. Jax, it was nice to see you again." She smiled as the two walked out the screen door. She then turned her attention to Tig. Poking him in the chest, she had a menacing look on her face. "You. If YOU don't call me when you're done, I'll beat the shit out of you." Tig scrunched up his face, "Yeah, promise?" He kissed her forehead and pinched her ass before walking out the screen door to meet up with the guys.
Going back into the house, she made her way to the living room where she watched from the front door as the boys drove off; Bobby and Jax on their bikes and Tig in one of the TM trucks. She sighed and stepped back to shut the door before seeing a green truck parked across the street. It wouldn't have bothered her much if it hadn't been occupied. Her eyes met with the drivers briefly before he started the truck and drove off.
"...'the fuck?"