Moving On (Dominant Devils Mc Book 1) Page 10

  "Yeah, that'll make everything so much easier. I'm actually going to invest in a golf cart or some kind of ATV so that Octavia and I can go back and forth without using that damn tank of an SUV you talked me into buying."

  "Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. You love that damn Tahoe. You’re not fooling me, sis. Just think it keeps our little diva safe and sound," my brother told me.

  "I know but I'm still allowed to bitch about it. At least, it has a sunroof and seats nine of us. That way when us girls decide for a night out on the town we can all pile in together," I said to my overprotective brother while walking away before he could say anything else.

  I walked over to my girls giving each of them a hug and a kiss on the check. "I want to thank you girls for helping today. I figured I 'd get it out of the way before I turn into the queen bitch directing everyone on where all this shit goes. I apologize in advance," I said with a chuckle.

  "I think we should get to join you in directing the guys being they wouldn't let you hire movers to do this shit," Romy added.

  "Yeah I have a feeling something's up. I know they said it was because they didn't want strange people knowing where the house is, but I have one of my gut feelings it's more than that. I'm on to those fuckers. I'll figure this shit out and call them on it as usual," Madison stated with a determined look on her face.

  "Paybacks a bitch, though. They’re already pissed because I didn't ice down the beer until right before we left the clubhouse. The only thing cold right now is water and Gatorade," Izzy said with a cynical laugh to boot.

  "Well, girls let’s get theses assholes moving. We left Octavia with Queenie, Tabby, Momma Bear, and Vivie. I'm sure they'll be here later wanting to put their input in. As much as I love them all I’m not in the mood for them fussing about where I’m putting this picture or that cup. This house is mine and Athena's house to decorate however we want it to be now that Rosalie and Martin are planning on building a little cottage on the far side of the property."

  "Where is Athena anyway," Izzy and Madison asked at the same time.

  "She left the house the same time I did. She was headed into the diner to grab breakfast sandwiches for everyone. Matter of fact I hear her truck now." We all looked to the driveway as Athena's navy blue Chevy pulled in beside the house leaving room for the trucks to swing around.

  With the girls in tow, I walked to the porch stopping on the top step to address everyone. "I want to thank you. Without you guys none of this would have been possible on such a short timeline. Athena has breakfast for everyone," I said as Athena raised the two bags in her hand so everyone could see. "There are drinks in the cooler over in the corner of the porch. The beer will be cold in a bit but for now, water and Gatorade will have to do. When you make your way into the house the rooms are labeled to match the boxes and furniture that are labeled in the trucks thanks to my little bit of OCD."

  "The first floor of the house has one bedroom, which will be used as the guest bedroom, the living room, dining room, kitchen, den and guest bathroom. The second floor has my bedroom, Octavia's bedroom, our bathroom and a spare bedroom. The third floor has Athena's bedroom as well as Hart's and Aiden's along with their bathroom. The attic is on the fourth floor and the basement has been converted to Happy's private sanctuary. There is a piece of paper on each door stating whose rooms are who's. Each box and piece of furniture have been labeled accordingly to whom it belongs. Hopefully, it won't be too chaotic and we can get things moved in easily."

  "Alright everyone let's do this. Tank I need you to back that truck up as close to this porch as you can get. Prospect Aaron and Dalton will be in the truck moving the shit to the end. The rest of us will unload. I still say you guys should have put a fucking elevator in," Axle said jokingly.

  Once Tank had the truck flipped around and backed in perfectly, the day began. Everything was going smoothly. By two o'clock my mother and the rest of the hens decided to stop in to check on the progress using food as an excuse to come by. We all decided to stop for lunch. In the five or so hours we have been at it, both trucks were empty leaving the guys to assemble beds and place the furniture in correct spots. Athena and I were doing the unpacking in the kitchen making a list of anything we thought we would need. By the looks of things, a shopping spree was definitely in our near future. Sure we could make do with what we had but we had the money to do things the way we wanted and we were determined to do just that.

  "Looking good baby girl. You and Athena have done a great job with the color schemes," my mother praised while making a plate of the fixings she and the other ladies brought over.

  "Yeah it really is starting to feel like home momma."

  "How did you get all the men to go along with your choices. I figured they would be bitching about having color instead of just plain white walls," Momma Bear (Scarlet) piped in.

  "We didn't give them much choice. We all agreed that this would be a family home not a bachelor pad," Athena stepped in to say.

  "We chose to use more masculine colors and furniture with a sixty-inch TV in the living room and dark colors in the foyer but being Athena and I would be doing most of the cooking we got to decorate the kitchen and dining room. Neither one of us is much of a girly girl so the guys didn’t have too much to gripe bout. Nobody had a choice with the den though as it will be considered the kid area. We did everything in the neutral colors for the current and future rug rats. We even caved to the three guys when they wanted another sixty-inch TV complete with surround sound in the den. Octavia is already spoiled, I hate to see what the future holds," I said playfully.

  "Well if I have anything to say about it, my little diva will want for nothing," Hart said causing every woman in the room to freeze at the sound of his voice.

  Thankfully the rest of the guys made their way back into the kitchen after a few seconds breaking the awkward silence. "What's everyone going on about in here," Throttle asked half paying attention as he grabbed another deviled egg off the platter.

  "Oh nothing important just taking in the dynamics of the house is all," my mother responded grinning like a chest sire cat. She looked at me as to say we would be having a conversation over the declaration that Hart made upon entering the room.

  Before I could say anything drill Sargent Madison popped up letting the boys know it was time to get back to work if we wanted to be finished sometime tonight.

  By the time eight o'clock rolled around all the guys except Hart were gone. They had headed over to the clubhouse to divulge in club pussy and whiskey. Apparently there was a new girl trying to earn a spot as a club bunny and the single men were all too eager to give her a shot.

  Athena, Madison, Izzy, Romy, Hyde and I opted for a chill night eating pizza and finishing off the beer from the cooler while lounging on the new leather sofas in the living room. If we only had the Wi-Fi and cable hooked up prior to moving in we could have finished the night off with minimal conversation and watched sappy TV, but that was not the case. So gossip was at the top of everyone’s list.

  "Okay so being no one else wants to bring up the elephant in the room earlier I guess I will," a buzzed Izzy stated.

  "What elephant in the room are we talking about," Madison said looking like a deer in the headlights.

  "Chill out Madison. We all know that there is some serious sexual tension between you and Wall but you two are too stupid to see it. I'm talking bout the walking, talking cave man that has all but staked claim on Care Bear and Octavia," Izzy said while looking directly at me.

  "Izzy you seriously haven't been laid in a while or you've been reading too much porn because you’re seeing things that aren't their woman," I said feeling exposed. Damn was I that readable. Lord knows if I am this group of vixens would surely call me out on it.

  "Oh no honey, I think we all saw that hunk of a man eyeballing you all day. That man wants you honey and you'd be a dumb bitch not to act on that," a slightly drunk Hyde added to the mix of conversation.

  I turned to look at Athena f
or help only for her to look away from me with a slight giggle. "Alright, hussy what aren't you telling me," I said calling Athena out to everyone.

  She took a moment before speaking collecting her thoughts it seemed. "He hasn't confided anything to me if that's what you're insinuating, but I know Hart, and he most definitely has an eye for you, darling," she said looking straight at me.

  The rest of the group of girls busted out laughing only to come to a halt as the sound of footsteps came rushing down the stairway.

  We all sat like statues as Hart addressed the group. "Sorry to interrupt ladies but apparently I'm needed at the clubhouse. I was instructed to tell you all that you are not to be driving home. There's room to crash here or one of us will come back to escort you ladies home. No driving or my ass is in a sling. Feel me?"

  "Fuck that! I'm a big girl and I've got keys to my own sled. If I wanna leave I can get myself back to my apartment stud," Romy slurred in Hart's direction.

  "Don't shoot the messenger, but know if one of you leaves on your own that will only end with days being added to my prospect detail and some big ass cavemen coming down on your asses’," he added not seeming to be phased one bit by Romy's outburst.

  "Well, it looks like you all will be crashing here then. I don't feel like starting world war three when we have enough room here for everyone to sleep comfortably. Besides, I had already suggested to all of you to stash a change of clothes in the hall closet by the spare bedroom. Lord knows we'll be having plenty of these nights in the unforeseen future," I said to the girls I call sisters.

  "I would appreciate it if you ladies would behave for me. I'm not above turning you over my knee and spanking those asses’ of yours." Hart looked at each and every one of us stopping to stare at me for a few moments before retreating out the front door.

  We sat silently in the living room well after we heard the sound of his bike drown out down the driveway.

  "Well, shit. I'm so fucking screwed," I said out loud before I could take it back.

  "You sure are honey. I know losing Brookes is still fresh but he was adamant on you finding love again. Don't just shut those feelings you’re having out.” Madison paused before asking the question I knew was coming again. “Have you even watched the video he left you yet," Madison said from across the living room?

  "No, I haven't. Like I’ve said before I can't bring myself to watch him say goodbye to me again. It was hard enough in the car but not sure I’ll make it through it again.”

  "The time will come babe. You’re the only one who knows where you stand with that. Just know that each and everyone one of us will be here to get you through the last hurdle," Hyde said quietly to me.

  "Yeah I know but enough with this shit. Let's crank up the tunes and rock out like we use to. There's still plenty of beer left and our liquor stash has been unpacked already. The night's still young and we need to break in the new house right," I said with the most mischievousness grin I could muster.

  Hart

  I felt like such a shit. What grown ass man sits quietly while listening in on a bunch of half-drunk women. I couldn't help myself, though. I needed to know what the woman who had been wreaking havoc on my mind for the last few months thought of me. I've just got to keep my feelings to myself until she gives me a sign she's ready. I don't want to push myself on her even with her dead husband’s approval. Yeah, I never would have thought he would peg me for the one to stand up for his wife and daughter he was leaving behind. His exact words were:

  "watch over them man. I have a feeling Aiden and Athena will finally get the heads out of there ass's and give in to what they feel. I don't want Carrin and our daughter left out when that happens. Be there for her man. She's going to need it. In time if that friendship buds into something else, know that I'm okay with it if it does. She deserves to be happy even if happens to be with you, asshole. If not, then I'm okay with that too, but make sure whoever it is, treats her right."

  I keep that scene from the DVD on repeat in my head. I never really paid much mind to Carrin that way until I watched the video Brookes left behind. After that, it's like the normal attraction turned into that of need. That woman will be mine eventually and I plan on raising that beautiful little girl as my own, no doubt about it.

  I unmounted my bike and made my way into the clubhouse. The scene was like any other night. Prospects behind the bar, brothers surrounding the stage while Jewels worked her ass around the pole, Wall was back in the corner behind the pool table with Yasmin between his legs and the old guys in the opposite corner bullshitting about old times while chugging their choice of beer. I fucking loved this shit and soon it would be me mingling around telling other prospects what to do.

  Without even being told, I started making my rounds collecting the empties and throwing them in the bin. As I made my way behind the bar to relieve Aiden when I noticed the Prez talking to beautiful curvy number at the end of the bar. They looked like they’re in a pretty deep conversation. I shook it off knowing that if I asked it would only mean more days added to my sentence. Aaron was a prime example of that. He was a straight up motherfucker but dumb as hell. At twenty years old he'd already been prospecting close to a year and at the rate he was going he had already accumulated almost another year for stupidity. The running joke was he was only fucking up so that he would still be prospecting when Beau finished college and would be prospecting right along with him.

  Although I had never met Beau I heard that he wasn't happy about being made to go to college before his father or brother would allow him to prospect for the club. He didn't even return home this summer opting to take classes during summer break in order to graduate with his degree in business management at the end of the fall semester this year instead of the following spring. From what I've been told, that boy had determination.

  Apparently done with his conversation Axle came to us at the opposite end of the bar. "Aiden I need you to get over to the house, you’re on babysitting duty tonight. Take Breeanna over with you when you go. It might do her good to see some friendly faces. The women know who she is. They'll take care of her".

  Turning towards the rest of the men he shouted, "The rest of you assholes church in ten!" "Prospects join us in fifteen. Knock before you open that fucking door, you hear me."

  "Got it, boss," I said rounding the bar to clean up after the brothers as they slowly began moving to the meeting room griping the whole way. After a few minutes, the only one left in the room, aside from us prospects, was Wall, as Yasmin hadn’t finished him off yet.

  With a minute to spare the screech of the old wooden chair let us know that Wall was now finished and making his way into the meeting room promising Yasmin, he would meet her in his dorm room to finish what they started. I sat back and observed Yasmin waiting for Wall to walk into the meeting room. When the door closed to the chapel she jumped up and flew out the front door pulling her cell phone out on her way. That's odd. Any other time she would be racing off to Wall's room to wait.

  I moved my way towards the outer wall of the room, acting as though I was cleaning up in hopes to overhear some of her conversation. I froze when I was next to the window listening to her talk frantically through the phone.

  "How much longer until that bitch is out of the way Carmen. He called me by her fucking name again while I was giving him head. This shit has got to end or I'm cutting ties and beating feet while I still can," Yasmin said viciously into her end of the phone.

  I looked at my watch realizing I have two minutes before I was expected in the meeting room. I sat there listening for anything else I could overhear.

  "I know these things take time but if the dumb ass had answered the fucking phone when I called to give him a heads up we wouldn't have had to start all over when he took out the wrong one with the truck. Now these fuckers are guarding the women like some lost goddamn treasure." Torn between staying to listen to more of her phone conversation making myself late or to take what I had already overheard straig
ht to the table, I chose to not be late and hope I was called upon to let the guys in on what I just heard that nasty bitch say. After hearing her talk about the accident that took Brookes life I was certain that dirty bitch had something to do with it. Now how do we prove it?

  Chapter 11

  Three months later...

  Hart

  I woke up from the reoccurring dream I kept having. A dream of me not being there for Carrin and Octavia. Yasmin is got both of them shoved in a trunk of an old beat up Beretta. After taking Yasmin out I started a dead run towards the car only to watch it explode before my eyes. When I woke up, I was sweating like a whore in church. I’ve had the dream so often Athena and Carrin have made jokes about wet dreams because I'm washing my sheets every day.

  The last three months have been awful, to say the least. After I spoke up at the meeting that night about what I overheard, the guys have been on red alert. They've kept Yasmin around to try and keep tabs on her plus tapped her phone. So far the only thing we've been able to piece together was that she is infatuated with Wall and seems to be a pawn in some big scheme. The main player was someone by the name of Carmen. We know that the plan of attack is aimed at the women. I guess they know they would ultimately be the club's weakness.

  Moving the disturbing thoughts from my head I jumped out of bed pulling my jeans on from the night before and made my way towards the direction of the smell of French toast. It took no time to get down the three flights of steps. I was brought to a sudden stop as I took in the sight before me. Carrin was standing at the stove wearing nothing but a pair of boy shorts and a mid-drift kami. She turned to look at me as I walked in the kitchen. She must have been a little embarrassed by the blush in her cheeks. Her face was clean of any makeup with her black hair thrown up into a one of those messy buns. I never noticed how many tattoos she had until now. The moons and stars covering her left arm were incredible. I had seen bits and pieces but never the entire sleeve. The ocean theme piece she had on her right calf seemed to have had some work added to it recently. This fucking girl was gorgeous. An absolute knockout. What I wouldn't give to throw her ass up on the kitchen counter and spend hours with my head between those luscious legs of hers. With just those thoughts my dick began to rise to attention. She stood there taking me in just as I was her. I noticed her nipples harden under her barely their top. She quickly turned around to the stove and began busying herself with the breakfast. Without a word, I moved closer to her. Just as I was about to place a kiss on that long neck of hers, a sudden crash drew my attention to the corner of the room.