Chibs sat back in the clubhouse his right arm out stretched and ready for Happy to do his thing. Happy was busily readying the ink for the second tattoo.
Happy had just gotten through painstakingly inking a design onto the center of Chibs' ribs on the right side; Mason. The name was written neatly in black cursive.
Chibs had decided that there was no better place for his son's name than over his ribs. The decision was simply made for the pain factor.
The ribs were one of the most painful places to get a tattoo, but Chibs had wanted it to hurt.
It was his little way of proving to anyone who might have any doubts that Mason was his child, not through genetics but through love. His devotion to the child would never falter for even a second.
What better way of proving this dedication than by getting the boy's name inked over his ribs?
The painful process was his way of voicing his love and acceptance of Mason. He knew that even if the adoption plans failed that the boy would always be his. No one could ever tell him any different.
Chibs was ecstatic knowing that he would have both his babies names on his skin; Kerrianne and Mason.
This next tattoo was just as personal to Chibs. The guys had given him hell when he'd requested it, but Chibs didn't give a damn what anyone said.
He wanted something for his old lady; especially after all Molly and he had been through over the course of their relationship.
Chibs had been toying around with the idea of getting a tattoo for Molly for a long while now. The idea had only become fully rooted into his brain when Molly had shown him the design Happy had drawn up for her thistle tattoo.
Seeing that design; a thistle so proud and intricate with his initials over it had been the only push Chibs had needed to make his decision about this tattoo.
At first he was just going to get an M on his ribs and leave it at that. After all an M would work for both Molly and Mason.
He'd quickly realized that this didn't seem to be enough though. So the M had turned into Mason and he had begun to search his brain for the perfect tattoo for his Molly.
He had thought that maybe he would wait to get this tattoo until right before Molly's and his wedding. He'd thought it would be sort of a nice sweet little gift to his new bride; something that he could show her for the first time at the alter.
After all they'd been through lately though he had realized that he couldn't wait to get this tattoo for even a second longer.
"Are you sure about this man? I mean I wouldn't get an old lady's name on me. You know what they say; old ladies come and go." Tig blurted out as he leaned back in his seat at the bar.
He was sure that the Scot had finally lost his mind, or his balls at the very least.
Chibs smirked nodding his head. "Aye I'm sure. Molly's not goin anywhere if I can help it. Lass aint getting rid of me that easily."
Happy let out a huff as he carefully placed the stencil on Chibs' wrist. "I'd never get a woman's name on me. There's not a bitch in this world who could make me do that...other than my mom."
"You're calling your mom a bitch?" Tig piped up earning a deadly look from Happy.
"No asshole. Don't ever use that word and my mom in the same sentence." Happy blurted out his voice dropping to a dangerous tone. No one talked shit about his mom.
Happy was a bit of a momma's boy, but no one would ever be dumb enough to call him on it.
Tig took a swig from his beer bottle knowing better than to push it. For once in his life he kept his mouth shut.
The silence didn't last long though Tig speaking up a grin on his face. "I can say one good thing about this stupid idea of yours brother. You're so going to get laid...like crazy rough fucking. You get a chick's name on you and the panties come right off."
"Aye how do ya know that? Thought ya never got a lass' name on ya?" Chibs replied trying to ignore the stir in his groin that the mention of panties dropping caused.
It wasn't just the idea of random panties that got to him; it was the idea of Molly dropping her panties that did it for him.
He could picture it in his head so clearly; Molly's bare bottom, her wet pink center, the small puff of golden colored curls above her center.
He could easily imagine her fingers running down her body before they finally dipped between her moist slit. He could picture her whining her hips rocking as she played with herself. He loved it when she touched herself in front of him and he encouraged her to do it as often as possible.
There was something about the sight of her fingering herself that just did it for him. It was just plain erotic; his sweet little a thaisce touching her pussy.
Molly had been so damn bashful about sex when they'd first met. She hadn't been a virgin but she sure as hell hadn't been well versed in all things sex.
She had learned quickly though; with a bit of encouragement from Chibs. All he'd had to do was give her a bit of reassurance and she'd figured it all out.
Molly was pushing her boundaries for him and Chibs knew it was a pretty damn big deal.
It wasn't easy for her to step out of the shell she'd built around herself; after years of living with her ex husbands abuse she had become so introverted. She didn't have the best confidence on the planet; it had been bad before she'd met Brian and the bastard had only made her self esteam drop.
When they'd first started dating Chibs had made a promise to himself that he would change that for her; that he'd help her gain some brassiness.
He was relieved that she was moving towards gaining some faith in herself. Chibs just hoped that she would continue moving forward with it. It wouldn't do her any good to take steps backwards.
He sighed doing all he could to push the lusty little thoughts from his brain.
It wasn't easy of course. All he could think about was bending Molly over their bed at home and pounding into her tight body until his knees turned to jelly.
This little thought was enough to make a pleasant surge of lust run through his groin.
He took a deep breath pushing the thoughts from his mind.
Chibs knew he was sex deprived and the lust was driving him berserk. He'd spent the past three nights locked up in the bathroom in the shower jerking himself off just to ease the tension.
He felt so guilty lusting after Molly when she was so clearly struggling. He was trying hard to be patient but his libido was having a hard time adjusting, no pun intended.
He just missed making love to his fiancee. He missed the closeness that he always felt when they were intimate. He made Molly feel safe and she made him feel cherished and secure.
Chibs hadn't gotten that sort of feeling from sex in at least a decade; not since Fiona. Then Molly had come along and thrown him for a loop.
He liked to joke that Molly didn't have to worry about him straying; telling her that she had ruined him for other women.
After all why eat a hamburger when he could come home and have prime rib?
He knew Molly despised that analogy, but it was fitting.
Chibs chuckled shaking his head as Tig replied to his earlier statement. "I've heard shit...that's all. Women like that kind of crap...romantic shit ya know? Gets em all wet. You throw some huge deceleration of love at em and they get right on their knees."
Chibs shook his head thankful that Tig didn't push it as far as asking him anything sexual about Molly.
The man had already made that mistake once. Tig had gotten drunk once soon after Molly and Chibs had started dating and had been brazen enough to as Chibs if Molly wore thongs or boyshorts. Needless to say it had earned Tig a black eye from Chibs. And apparently it had been a lesson learned for a short while at least.
Chibs had met Tig in the ring numerous times over these past few months and it had all stemmed from Tig saying something totally uncalled for and inappropriate about Molly.
Chibs was proud to say that each time they entered the boxing ring he'd kicked Tig's ass into next week.
He managed to reach into his kutte pocket as his cell began to ring. He grinned spotting the familiar number as it flashed up along the caller id. "Hey my sweet lass."
Chibs ignored the raised eyebrows from his brothers that this little comment had caused as Molly spoke. "Hey you."
She didn't give him time to speak as she spoke up again. "Are you going to be home in time for dinner?"
"No. Sorry lass. Somethin came up with tha club." He remarked knowing that he wanted to keep this little tattoo session a secret for right now.
He was planning on surprising her with it once he managed to get his ass home tonight.
Chibs felt his stomach roll at the silence on the other end of the phone. He tensed his jaw knowing just what was running through his old lady's head.
Molly wasn't that hard to read; well most of the time she wasn't that hard to read.
He knew that she worried about the croweaters and the sweetbutts. She saw the way the club groupies made eyes at Chibs.
She saw the way these women lingered around Chibs; giving him flirty little grins, batting their eyelashes, not so nonchalantly aiming their cleavage at his direction.
Molly hated the way these women looked at her man.
It was a bit strange for her feeling this way. After all she'd never really been the jealous type.
There was just something about the croweaters that irked her though.
She didn't like they way the club whores were always quick to jump at talking to Chibs; offering him beers, and giving him pouty little grins when he so much as glanced their way.
Molly knew she'd have to follow through on Gemma's advice; Show those bitches that you deserve some respect. Put them in their place and they'll back off your man, or at least they'll stay back as long as you're around.
Chibs bit the inside of his cheek torn between wanting to be angry with her for not trusting him and wanting to reassure her once again that she was the only woman for him.
He was frustrated that she didn't trust him to remain faithful. Even after all they'd been through she still had her doubts.
It was irritating knowing that she had this distrust. He had never given her any reason to doubt him; he'd stayed stuck to her like glue since the second he'd laid eyes on her.
He took a deep breath knowing that there was no use discussing it all now; especially not over the phone. The last thing he needed to do was have a big blow up with her over the phone.
They would have that conversation on another day, he reassured himself.
Hell maybe if he approached this whole situation carefully then this tattoo he was getting for her would prove that she was it for him.
"I'll be home a bit later than usual Molly. I'm goin to make my tardiness all worth yer while though."
This little comment seemed to cheer Molly up a bit. She chuckled as she replied to this. "Oh really? What if I'm too tired for any funny business?"
"Oh I think I have a few ways of wakin ya up." he remarked a shit eating grin on his face.
He was all too reluctant to get off the phone with her and he'd almost forgotten just where he was, or at least he had until he hung up his cell and shoved it back in his kutte.
Tig was the first to speak not missing a beat. "Like I said man; panties dropping."
Chibs sent him a glare tempted to tell him to fuck off, but he held it in.
He couldn't hide the small grin that spread across his face at this little comment despite the fact that it irritated him a little bit.
Panties dropping, Chibs thought to himself the sly grin remaining on his face. Maybe if he played his cards right that would be just what happened tonight.
Molly sat at the dining room table a big cup of herbal Lemon Balm tea sitting out in front of her. She blew into the pine green coffee cup cooling the steaming beverage a bit before she took a sip.
She knew it was a little pathetic but she couldn't sleep well at all when Chibs wasn't by her side snoring like a damn buzz saw.
Not that he'd ever admit that his snoring was all that bad. He didn't have to listen to himself though.
She had already put on her pjs which were just a pair of pink pajama shorts with little sheep on them and a big baggy gray shirt. She knew it was't the most attractive choice in nightwear but it was cozy.
Molly knew that it wasn't just Chibs' absence that was keeping her awake though. It was Chibs' and her road trip plans on over to Louisiana that were troubling her the most.
Road trips had never been a fun thing for Molly in the past, or at least road trips with Brian Parker hadn't been any fun.
Taking long car rides with her ex had always been stressful and tense.
She could remember one time soon after they'd started dating Brian had driven her up north to a cousin's funeral.
It had been right in the middle of winter and the farther north they went the icier it became. Brian had remained talkitive through out the first half of trip the only problem was that their conversation had all been onesided; with him chattering on and Molly expected to listen.
He had been irritated that they were going to Boston for this funeral and he'd complained about it loudly. Brian hated Boston. He claimed Bostonians were rude. It was just that old arrogant proud southerner in Brian that made him believe that.
He'd been raised with Southern pride and yearning for the good old days before the Civil War.
Molly had always hated that type of attitude. In her opinion the Civil War was an awful thing to feel nostalgic about and Southern pride was just plain foolish.
Of course she never could have voiced that opinion outloud, not with Brian.
They'd gotten into an argument midway through that trip. Brian had snapped at Molly for misreading a map, and had made her feel like shit. Brian had called her a stupid bitch; Can't even read a damn map. I knew you could be a stupid bitch but this is a whole new low for you.
The remainder of the trip had been spent in a tense silence with Brian pouting. Brian had stopped at a gas station and had stocked up on beer. He'd gotten shitfaced and had been swerving by the time they'd reached their motel.
Once they'd arrived at the motel all Molly had wanted to do was sleep. Brian had other plans though. He'd woken her up and made it all to clear what he'd wanted; unfastening his jeans and shoving his half hard erection in her mouth. She'd taken care of it, not because she wanted to, but because she knew better than to refuse him.
After he'd cum forcing her to swallow he'd passed out not waking up until late the next afternoon. Molly had just laid there for a long time afterwards feeling sick, her throat so sore.
She knew that she should have left him then, but she'd been a far different person back then than she was today. And a few months after that ill fated trip Brian would get her pregnant and her hellish life with him would begin.
Molly felt a chill run down her spine her body feeling just plain filthy and disgusting at the memory of that forced sexual encounter.
She was past that, Molly reminded herself. She would never feel that sort of pain or degradation ever again.
Molly knew she would never allow anyone to treat her that way ever again. She owed it not only to herself but to Mason as well.
Her baby would never learn that you treated the people you loved with cruelty. She owed Mason more than that sort of childhood.
She did what she could to push the anxieties from her mind knowing that she was absurd to worry about this trip.
It would be fun. They were all thrilled about this Christmas trip. Chibs was excited. Mason was excited. So she should be just as excited.
This trip would be good for the three of them and she knew it.
Molly knew that any anxieties she was experiencing were just due to her messed up state of mind taunting her with the past.
The past needed to stay in the past. After all it was called the past for a reason; you were meant to move past it.
She was excited to see her family at the least. This would be the very first time she'd been home for the holidays in so long now.
Molly was excited to show Chibs all the things she loved about New Orleans; the food, the music, the art, and the sights.
She wanted to take him to her favorite little diner where you could get spicy Jambalaya and amazing sausages. She wanted to show him the Auduban Nature center especially the Butterfly Garden; it was Mason's favorite place. She wanted to show him Jack's bar on the French Quarter. She wanted to show him all the little things she adored about her hometown.
She just prayed that they'd have the time and the cash to see all these little things.
She liked the idea of sharing this side of her with him; the little things that she considered to be an important part of who she'd become today.
Molly looked up from her tea as the door connecting the garage to the kitchen opened up revealing a drowsy looking Chibs.
She smiled at the sight of him making her way over to him. She pressed her lips to his as she spoke. "Hey baby."
"Hey. What are ya doin up?" He replied pressing his lips against hers deepening the kiss his arms wrapping around her. It didn't take long for one of his hands to trail down her back and rest on her bottom.
Molly pulled back her cheeks flushing to admit it. "I can never sleep when you aren't in bed beside me."
She chuckled as Chibs puffed his chest out a bit obviously proud to hear this. She shook her head teasing him. "And have I told you how you're so modest."
He grinned pressing another kiss to her lips giving her bottom a squeeze as he spoke. "Can't help but ta be a bit cocky love. I have a sexy old lady and she can't sleep without me. That's nough ta make most guys pretty confident."
She smiled up at him little comments like this always giving her self esteem a huge boost. He spoke again suddenly becoming a bit more serious. "How was Mason's day? Did he get everythin he needed fer that extra credit?"
"Yeah. He's not very happy about having to do homework over the holidays, but I can't see any other way of helping him get through this year. I can't just let him be held back...especially when him missing all those school days was my fault." Molly explained the smile falling from her face.
Chibs sighed hating the way she was blaming herself for Mason's falling behind in school.
It was just the mother in her, he knew. She thought that it was her job as a mom to make sure that her child didn't fail. It wasn't her fault though, not really, it was just the circumstances of their life lately. It had drug Mason down a bit along with his parents.
Chibs pulled away from her deciding that now was the perfect time to reveal the tattoos to her. "I got somethin ta show ya."
Molly frowned confused as he lifted the black shirt he was wearing up to reveal the last thing she'd expected. The frown left her face as he pulled back the plastic revealing a shiny new tattoo; Mason.
She reached out tempted to run her fingertips along the tattoo but held back knowing that it would hurt the still irritated skin. She ran her fingertips above it instead as she spoke. "Oh Filip. It's so beautiful."
"Ya like it?" He asked already knowing the answer.
She nodded her head her eyes beginning to water a bit as she leaned up pressing a kiss to his lips. "I love it. Mason's going to freak."
He chuckled quick to speak up revealing the next surprise. "I have somethin else ta show ya."
Molly raised an eyebrow wondering what else there could be; what could be more wonderful than what he'd just showed her.
She dropped her jaw as he lifted up his jacket sleeve revealing the inner part of his right wrist to her; A Thaisce.
The tattoo was in black cursive script. It was his little petname for her; It was Irish Gaelic for my Treasure.
She reached for his wrist running her fingers around the tattoo not wanting to hurt the slightly pink skin surrounding the new ink. "Baby."
He smiled loving the look on her face. He knew that this was the perfect little early Christmas present to her. "So I'm takin it yer happy?"
Molly answered him by leaning down pressing a kiss above the new tattoo. She spoke her voice soft so full of adoration. "I love you so much Filip."
He didn't have time to say a word as she pressed her lips to his the kisses full of passion. She moved down to his chin pressing kisses over his goatee moving downwards to his neck her soft lips brushing along his adams apple.
He moaned as she took him by shock dropping to her knees and reaching for his belt buckle. He spoke up doing his best to think over his raging hormones. "Ya sure bout this Molly? I know ya've been havin a hard time. I don't want ya to feel obligated ta do this love."
Molly gave him a soft somewhat sad smile. "I know baby. I know I've been really weird lately...I've just not felt all that attractive since...well since everything happened. My head is a mess and it was already a little screwed up before...well you know... I want to do this for you though. I love you and I want to make you feel good. It's all we'll do right now...I want to take our time if that's alright? I want to sort of work up my confidence again. I want us to take our time getting reacquainted with this part of our relationship."
Chibs nodded his head wanting so badly to tell her that she was attractive; hell she was beyond just attractive she was gorgeous.
He knew though that given her issues lately him telling her that she was pretty wasn't going to be enough to make her feel okay.
He knew working with her slowly like she'd suggested would be the best way to handle this all. It would be good for Molly to take things at her pace.
Brian had taken the control away from her for years. Chibs knew he had to make her understand that she had that control over herself and her life back now.
Her past and the miscarriage and everything else that had happened had been a serious blow to her self worth and it might be a while until she felt okay again. He was willing to do whatever it took to help her through it all.
"I love ya a thaisce." He stated giving her a silent okay to continue.
She unfastened his belt making quick work of unfastening his jeans and pulling them down to his knees along with his boxers.
She took his half hard member in her hand stroking it gently; slowly working him. He moaned the feel of her delicate soft hand exactly what he'd been missing and dreaming of all this time.
He moaned his body shuddering as Molly leaned in licking him from the base of his cock up to the tip pulling the foreskin back to lap at his sensitive pink head. She let out a pleased little moan at the taste of the precum already leaking from him.
It had been a while since they'd done this and she had the feeling it wouldn't take him long to cum.
She took him in her mouth sucking and licking softly causing Chibs' head to fall back a groan escaping his throat.
Chibs stared down at her a gasp leaving his lips at the sight; her stunning hazel eyes staring up at him wide and full of love her full lips sliding up and down his cock her wet pink tongue lapping at him.
He placed his hand on the back of her head his fingers curling around her silken blonde locks. He gritted his teeth resisting the urge to rock against her. He had to take this slow; she needed the control.
He grunted his voice low urging her on as she took him deeper. "That's it love. Christ I love yer sweet little mouth on my cock. That's my sexy lass."
Molly moaned at the words as she continued to suck him. He was the first and the only man who'd ever been able to get her off with dirty talk.
She placed her hands on his backside digging her nails in as she encouraged him to rock against her. She didn't want him to treat her like a fragile little doll that would break at the first sign of roughness. She appreciated that he cared and was trying to be gentle with her, but right now she just wanted things to feel normal. And normally she let him rock against her when she sucked him off.
Chibs grunted getting the hint he rocked against her moaning at the feel of her nails digging against his ass. He had a feeling he'd have tiny crescent shaped marks left over on his backside after this.
He rocked against her a bit more roughly the hand on the back of her head encouraging her to take him even deeper. He closed his eyes letting the pleasure take over his mind; this was just what he needed. He'd missed having this with her so much; even if it was only a blow job it felt glorious.
Chibs could feel his end sneaking up on him swirling around in his gut and his balls growing tighter and tighter the longer she sucked him.
It wasn't until he hit the back of her throat though that he lost it a loud moan spilling from his mouth as he let it all go spilling inside of her mouth.
Molly took all that he had to give her not minding it. He was the first man she'd never really minded swallowing with.
She had hated it with Brian because he forced it and she knew she hadn't had a choice. With Chibs though she knew she had a choice or rather she wanted to swallow or not. Chibs had made that clear to her the first time she'd done this for him.
When she'd finally taken all he had to give her she pulled back off his now limp cock, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Chibs stared down at her breathless at the sight her lips pink and swollen her face flushed.
She stood up barely having a chance to get on her feet as he pressed his lips to hers. He pulled back all the words in his mind spilling out. "I've missed that so much lass. Christ I've missed ya Molly."
Molly placed a hand against his cheek running it up the side of his face to his salt and pepper hair. She ran her fingers through his hair causing him to lean against her touch as she spoke. "I know baby. I've missed it too. I'm sorry I've been so distant and messed up lately."
He frowned his lips brushing along hers as he replied to this comment. "No reason to be sorry lass. We're both havin a hard time with this all, but we're goin to figure it all out."
He managed to pull his pants and boxers back up feeling a bit exposed being the only one naked from the waist down.
"You promise you won't get tired of me?" Molly asked her anxieties and insecurities peeking out.
Chibs shook his head dumbfounded by the question. He let out a sigh pressing a soft kiss to her lips as he spoke his voice firm. "I'm never goin ta get sick of ya love. I love ya Molly. I've got ya and I'm goin to take care of ya."
"I love you too." She murmured her arms encircling his waist.
They'd figure this out she told herself. He wasn't going anywhere.
Juice let out a heavy breath as he parked his bike in Molly's and Chibs' driveway. They weren't leaving for the trip to New Orleans till early tomorrow morning but he wanted to make this visit a day early; give himself time to have this conversation with Chibs.
He rang the doorbell of the farmhouse raising an eyebrow as Molly answered the door thankfully having had time to change out of her pjs and into a pair of black yoga pants and a green tanktop.
Her hair was a bit sweaty she'd been right in the middle of her morning yoga routine. She'd always loved yoga it was wonderful for keeping fit and flexible. She'd started doing pregancy yoga when she'd been pregnant with Mason and she'd been hooked on it since then.
Mason appeared at the doorway beside his mother still dressed in his pjs. He grinned up at Juice the sight of the man thrilling him. "Juice can you come see my legos? I'm building a ship like in that Star Trek show you showed me."
Molly shook her head ruffling the boy's shaggy hair. "You're supposed to be eating your corn flakes kid."
"I'm doing both." Mason sighed as though the answer was obvious.
Juice did his best to hide the anxiety whirling around inside of him as he spoke up. "Maybe later little prospect."
Molly bit the inside of her cheek trying not to show any irritation at the little nickname her son had been given by the Sons. She'd quickly realized that it wasn't a battle she was going to win.
"Is Chibs here? I had some questions about the trip tomorrow?" Juice blurted out only half lying. He did have some questions but that wasn't all he wanted to talk about.
Molly shook her head giving him a soft smile. "He left about three hours ago to run by TM. He wanted to make sure the tires on my bug are all aired up before we leave tomorrow. I think he was getting gas too. Come on in. I'm sure he'll be back soon."
Juice swallowed the lump developing in the back of his throat as he followed Molly into the farmhouse. He did manage to smile a bit as Molly spoke up scolding her son. "Go back and finish that cereal before it gets soggy. Wait for Lego time until you're done. Eat that toast too. I know you aren't liking the wheat bread but it's good for you."
Mason rolled his eyes running off to the dining room knowing better than to argue with his mother.
Molly shook her head laughing a bit. "He's only six and he's already sassing me. I'm terrified of the teen years I'm going to get with this kid. If he takes after Chibs too much more I'm going to have a breakdown before Mason turns eighteen. He's already asking Chibs about when he'll be old enough for a Harley."
Juice managed to laugh at this relieved that Molly wasn't questioning his reasoning for visiting so early.
She turned to face him frowning as she realized that he was practically shifting back and forth; fidgeting. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah fine...I'm fine." He replied the lump in the back of his throat growing wider.
She sighed knowing that he didn't seem fine at all. She was tempted to push the issue but she quickly decided that it was none of her business really.
She felt her stomach roll wondering if it was club shit. She hoped not. The last thing she wanted was for something in the club to put an end to this trip they'd planned.
Molly felt a bit lost as what to say to the man. It was clear that Juice was pretty desperate to talk to Chibs.
She already knew that things were a little tense between the two men. Chibs hadn't told her much about the reasoning behind this; just that Juice had done something dumb that had affected the club and that he had a hard time fully trusting the man now.
She figured that the trust issues weren't that bad though considering Chibs trusted the man enough to watch over Mason and she.
Molly opened her mouth ready to play good hostess and offer Juice some coffee but she didn't have the opprotunity as Chibs entered the room apparently having entered through the door leading from the garage to the kitchen.
Chibs spoke up completely oblivious to Juice's prescne in the room at first. "I don't know why ya won't let me get ya a new car lass. That bug of yers is a disaster. I had ta change yer oil again. I already checked under tha hood fer leaks at least a dozen times and I can't find nothin. Tha car is cursed Molly."
She shook her head accustomed to this complaint by now. They'd had this exact conversation at least a million times. "Be nice to my baby Filip. That disaster brought me here to you."
He let out a huff at this comment. "I know that. I could buy ya a new car though...one of those new Beetles if ya'd let me. I know a ton of good car dealers. We could get ya a good deal."
"No thank you." She remarked as he pressed a kiss to her lips his arms encirlcing her waist.
She turned back to nod towards Juice. "We have a visitor."
Chibs frowned surprised to see Juice at this hour. "Everythin alright? I didn't get a call and I was jus at the garage."
"I just thought i'd come by...can we talk?" Juice blurted out deciding that it was best to just jump right into this.
"Aye alrigh. Let's go out on tha porch." Chibs replied giving Molly's waist a squeeze before he headed out front with his brother.
Chibs took a seat on one of the patio chairs sitting out on the front porch staring at Juice expectantly as the younger man sat down on a chair beside him.
Juice turned to face him his stomach knotting up as he struggled to find the best words. "I know things have been tense between us for a long time."
"Aye they have been, but that aint my fault is it?" Chibs replied his body tensing up at this choice in conversation.
Juice cringed knowing that he shouldn't have expected this to be easy. He cleared his throat his body deflating. "I know. It was me...I fucked up Chibs. I was freaked out and I made a mistake. I just...I miss the way things use to be."
Chibs narrowed his eyes wanting to snap at Juice; wanting to tell him that things never could be the same. Juice had stolen from the club to help a cop; he'd betrayed the MC.
He took a deep breath his mind turning to the little boy inside eating his cereal and trying to casually play with his legos without Molly realizing it. Mason adored Juice. He had gotten quite close to most of Chibs' brothers but Juice had connected with the little boy easily.
Juice was always showing Mason geeky little shows and cartoons when the boy visited the clubhouse and Mason was always showing Juice his legos and hotwheels.
He knew that Molly liked Juice as well. When she was still pregnant the man was always making her smoothies and giving her healthy eating tips. Juice had been good to her; a good friend.
Chibs took another deep breath knowing that he had to find a way to move past this. Not for Juice's sake, he still didn't quite know how to forgive the man, but for Mason's sake. The kid couldn't take any more drama in his life.
"I appreciate ya takin good care of my old lady and my lad Juice...I know ya've been good to em and I know Molly appreciates it all...Mason adores ya...This shite between me and ya...It jus aint goin to disappear over night." Chibs remarked as he reached in his kutte for a cigarette.
He lit up as he spoke again. "It's goin to take time Juice...there's a lotta hurt left over from what ya did...We can try though...I'm not promisin shite will ever be the way it was before but I'm willin to work on things between us...fer Mason and Molly's sake. They like ya and they both mean tha world ta me. I'd do anythin ta make em both happy."
Juice let out a heavy sigh knowing that this answer wasn't exactly what he'd been hoping for, but it was better than nothing.
He swallowed the lump in his throat no longer able to stand sitting by his former best friend and mentor. "Thanks...I'll see you tomorrow...First thing."
He made his way down off the porch unwilling to look back at Chibs.
Juice took a deep breath as he mounted his motorcycle and strapped his helmet on. He would do whatever it took to earn back Chibs' trust and brotherhood.
He just missed his friend.
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