Amy (Aces MC Series Book 3.5) (21 page)

Recon

"It's been a long fucking day I'm knackered." I
took a long swig of my bottle of Becks and enjoyed the cold liquid slide down
the back of my throat. The sound of screeching tyres alerted us to a vehicle
coming into the yard and Duke, Diesel and I immediately stood ready for action.
"Oooo, one of us is in trouble," Spike sniggered as we watched James
exit his SUV aggressively and stomp across the yard in our direction.
"Shut up Spike!" Diesel said under his breath trying to take the smile
from his face as he nudged him.
"You okay there James, you look like you can do with one of these."
Duke stated holding up an unopened beer.
James completely ignored the guys and I saw the menace on his face as he surged
towards me but it was too late for me to react. He pushed his fist forward with
all that he had and made contact on my cheek pushing me back and making me lose
my footing. I landed on my arse with a thud and skidded across the hard gravel until
the brick wall stopped my momentum.
I immediately placed my hand to where he'd just hit and felt a lump from the
force he'd used. James' eyes were ablaze with anger and I was finding it hard
to comprehend what had aggravated him so much.

"Get up you cunt and let's sort it out in the only way
you fucking know how." James clenched his fists and stood as if he was
ready for combat.
Still confused I glanced in the direction of the guys to see Diesel hand Spike
a £20 note. Spike made eye contact with me and gave a quick wink before folding
his arms across his chest ready to see the show. Fucking unbelievable, my
brothers were betting on the fight!

I moved so that I was on all fours and was instantly winded
as James' boot made contact with my chest. I stayed in this position as I tried
to breathe oxygen into my lungs before leaning on the brick wall for support to
help me stand.
"What the fuck you playing at?" I asked resting my hands on my knees
as I breathed heavily.
"Just stay the fuck away from Ames."
Just the mention of her name made my heart beat faster, and I didn't appreciate
him calling her that, it was too familiar. I stood tall and stepped towards
him, "She ain't yours James, you need to get over that."
"She would be if you stopped fucking with her head and let her get on with
her life but then again that's what you do."
"What the fuck you talking about? You don't know anything about me!"
"I know more than enough. I know you bailed on her when she needed you
most."
"What the fuck you talking about?"
"The fucking baby you prick!" James spun on his heels and made his
way back to his vehicle. He had an element of urgency about him and I didn't
know if it was because he thought I may retaliate or he was going to see Ames,
and the thought of that killed me.

I placed my hands on my hips as I watched him reverse his
car and make his way from the yard.
What the fuck was that all about?
Okay,
he saw us have a dance and a little kiss yesterday but he needed to chill the
fuck out.
I placed my hand onto my cheek and felt the swelling. He'd caught me well I'd
give him that but the only reason I wasn't beating the shit out of him was
because of Ames. There was no way of winning back her heart if I beat the shit
out of someone she cared about but I wouldn't be mugged off, so if he tried to
do something like that again he'd fucking know about it.
I shook my head as I walked back to the bench where the group were congregated
and was surprised to see their unease.

"Does someone want to tell me what the fuck is going
on?" I asked feeling my earlier anger ignite. I glanced around the group
and not one of them would make eye contact as they sipped their drinks. I placed
both hands on the table, "Someone start talking!" I commanded letting
them know that I was about to lose it.
Spike turned to me and was about to speak when Diesel placed his hand gently
onto Spike's arm, "I need to do this."
"Do what Diesel?"
"I need to explain about Amy's situation."
I opened my arms wide, "I'm all ears go on!"
Diesel let out a sigh and placed his bottle on the table in front of him. "That
night at the club five years ago, something more serious happened to Amy than
her just getting stabbed."
"You told me that she wasn't raped."
"And you have my word that she wasn't"
"So what the fuck aren't you telling me Diesel?"
"I don't know how to say this mate but she lost your baby Recon. The force
of the knife resulted in her miscarrying your baby."
I played his words over and over again in my head but they weren't registering.
Baby! Both Diesel and James had mentioned a baby, my baby but why hadn't Ames
told me if this was true? I heard someone call my name in the distance but I
was in a trance trying to process what he'd just said and I felt the urge to
see her.

"Recon!" I finally looked up to see the three of
them stare at me. "I'm so sorry man I wanted to tell you but Amy swore us
to secrecy." Diesel walked around the table to place his hand on my
shoulder reassuringly.
"Us! You mean you all fucking knew?" I stepped back and paced the
yard, my head was all over the place and I couldn't handle any more surprises. I
ran my hands through my short hair and returned to the table, "Duke, we're
supposed to be fucking mates."
Duke held up his hands, "I only found out last week don't shoot the
messengers, she was going to tell you."
"Fuck! Why didn't she tell me five years ago?"
Duke shrugged, "Only she can answer that."
I turned on my heels and stomped towards my motorcycle, if she was the only
person who could answer that question then there was no point sitting here. I
mounted my ride and fastened my helmet quickly under my chin, before leaving
the yard at speed to go in search of the only person that could give me the
answers I was so badly looking for.

Amy

"So if you just sign here and here, then I think we're
done Mr Lambert." I stated pointing to the places that he needed to sign
and print his name.
He removed a pen from his breast pocket of his suit jacket and pressed the end
so that he could use what looked to be an expensive pen. I noticed his smooth
callus free hands as he glided the pen to sign the paperwork that would
generate a lot of money for the club.
"It has been a pleasure this evening Miss Stokes, I'm pleased I was able
to make your acquaintance." Something caught my eye from across the
restaurant and I saw an altercation by the main doors but it looked like they
had it under control. I turned my attention back to Mr Lambert, "No the
pleasure was all mine." I said extending my hand towards him. His eye
glistened as he grasped my hand and brought it closer to his face to place a
gentle but lingering kiss on the back of my hand. I smiled sweetly before
retracting my hand from his grasp and took the paperwork folding it neatly
before placing it into my handbag.

"Awww!" I screamed as I was yanked backwards. I
felt a sharp pinch and instantly looked down to see a large hand gripped
tightly around my arm. "What the fuck you doing?" I shouted not
recognising my own voice as I glared from the hand up towards the bloke who had
hold of me but my demeanour changed when I realised that it was Blake. I
shrugged trying to get him to release his hold but it didn't make any
difference.
"I'm calling the police." Mr Lambert stated pulling out his mobile
from his pocket.
"Honestly it's fine, he's a pussy cat really." I shouted over my
shoulder trying to calm the situation as I was dragged from the building. I saw
a combination of disapproving and sympathetic expressions as I passed the
customers but tried to smile sweetly as I didn't want the police involved.
Blake obviously had something on his mind and I'd have to listen if I wanted to
or not.

"Blake you could've blown the whole deal for..."
Blake swung me around and pushed me hard up against the brick wall as his body
covered mine. I felt my heart rate quicken as Blake pushed his groin forward
making me tingle with excitement. This is what he did, he knew what I enjoyed
and played on it.
I opened my eyes and was surprised not to see the animalistic desire that he
usually had when we played rough but there was something different about his
demeanour. I knew this look though, it was pure aggression he was annoyed and
it looked like it was with me.

"Fucking hell Vixen!"
"Blake please don't call me that!"
"I'll call you what I fucking like." I rolled my eyes at his comment
but this was no time to antagonise. "Well if you don't like Vixen, why
don't I call you something else?" I looked at him confused, he obviously
had something to say but was enjoying drawing it out.
"Blake can you say what you've got to say and go." I said
breathlessly and a little unsure if I wanted him to leave me just yet.
He stepped back giving me some room to breathe, "What about liar? Yeah,
that's a good thing to call you or maybe secretive bitch because from where I'm
standing at the moment I think that quite suits you."
Blake ran his hands over his head in frustration, I saw the anguish on his face
and new exactly what he was talking about. "Why didn't you tell me Ames?"
I immediately looked to the ground not wanting to see the hurt on his face.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" He shouted stepping closer to
ram his hand under my chin before he grasped it hard and held it firm so I
couldn't look away. My eyes clouded as the tears formed, and I tried
desperately not to blink through fear of crying but it was no use. They
unwillingly trickled down my cheeks for him to see. "How could you betray
me like that?" he asked through gritted teeth.
"I'm sorry," I said quietly and wiped my right cheek with the cuff of
my jacket.
"Don't think for one minute that those tears are gonna save you from what
I need to say." He bellowed and for the first time ever I felt threatened
because of the rage in his eyes. He let go of my chin roughly and stepped back
placing his hands on his hips as he assessed me. "You've broken my fucking
heart."
"I'm sorry." I said again as they were the only words I could find.
"People say sorry when they do something wrong or forget about something.
You didn't forget that our baby died, you chose not to tell me and there's a
fucking clear difference," he spat full of anger.
The flood gates opened further and the tears kept coming. I had wanted to tell
him for so long and I felt that some of these tears were also relief that he
finally knew.

Blake growled from frustration and anger and slowly stepped
closer to wrap his arms around my shoulders and pull me in close to his chest.
I breathed in the familiar smell and listened to his erratic heartbeat as I placed
my head against his chest and let him hold me as he moved his hand to cup the
back of my neck lightly.
"I so want to be angry with you but I could never do it for long." His
change in demeanour only brought back memories of before the cruel incident that
resulted in me losing our baby. Blake stooped down slightly to place a small
kiss on the top of my head before he swallowed hard, "I've got questions though
babe, a fucking lot of questions that need to be answered or it's gonna send me
crazy." I nodded my head slowly and broke from his hold to step back and lean
against the wall.
Blake let out a loud sigh, "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked softly.
I paused trying to collect my thoughts before I unleashed the information that
would break his heart further and mine once again but I'd kept it from him for
so long that it was only right that I told him the truth.

I exhaled a long breath building up the courage, "I
only found out that I was pregnant after I woke in the hospital."
Blake nodded understanding what I'd just said, "So why didn't you tell me?"
I was already finding this harder than expected, "What? So you could pity
me and feel obliged to comfort me?" I instantly went into defensive mode,
a coping strategy that I used often to try and protect myself.
"When did you become so fucking hard faced Vixen, you know I fucking loved
you!"
I felt like the air had just been sucked from my lungs by his revelation and my
mouth bobbed open finding it difficult to find the right words. "What? You're
telling me that you didn't know?" Blake looked at me questioning my
response as he drew his brows together. "I was going to propose to you at
the hospital but you sent me away."
It went eerily quiet as I tried to process what he'd just said. "For fucks
sake say something Ames."
"I'm still trying to digest the idea of you loving me!" I was
honestly shocked, I knew he enjoyed my company and that we got on really well
but to love me that was completely different.
"I always have babe and probably always will." I opened my mouth
slightly still in shock by his confession and unconsciously licked my lips. I
saw the glint in his eye as he eagerly watched my tongue dart from my mouth,
and took this as a green light as he leaned forwards to place his lips on mine.
His movement took me by surprise but it felt good and I quickly opened up
allowing him to snake his tongue into my mouth. The raw emotion ripped through my
body and I felt the urge to be taken but I knew deep down that it wasn't with
him that I wanted to be taken by.

I broke the kiss, "We can't do this Blake, it'll just
muddy the waters." I said trying to catch my breath. "You need to
keep your distance."
Blake rested his forehead on mine, "We could give this another go Ames, you
know we're good together."
"Yes we get on but we're good together in bed Blake that's all."
Blake smiled wickedly and raised his brows which made me snigger, "But a
relationship needs more than just great sex."
"Is that what you get with the doctor, more than just great sex?"
"I don't want to do this now Blake."
"Do you love him?" he asked.
I had thought about it, I cared for him deeply however it was possibly too
early to call it love, although despite our troubles I could see a future with
him. I nodded my head slowly unsure of what reaction this would provoke but I
wanted to let Blake know that there was no future between us, "I think I do
but it's difficult." I stated shrugging my shoulders.
Blake let out a sigh, "Well I can't compete with that babe." He
stepped back giving me the space needed to adjust my clothes, as I looked up I
could see that he had something he wanted to ask.
"What is it Blake?"
He shuffled slightly, "Does he love you?"
I shrugged, "I honestly don't know."
"You mean he hasn't told you." Blake cocked his head as he drew his
brows together.
"No he hasn't," I said quietly.
"Well he's either madly in love with you or fucking stupid as hell because
he's not thinking straight that's for sure."
"What do you mean?" He was talking in riddles.
"He came to the clubhouse earlier and took me down in front of the guys.
He's got balls I'll give him that and I only didn't retaliate because of you."
I opened my mouth shocked by what he'd just said. James was a lover not a
fighter, why would he risk being hurt himself by going to the clubhouse with
the purpose of an altercation with Blake.
"Did he say anything or just hit you?" I was still confused.
Blake took a deep breath, "He mentioned the baby but I didn't know what he
was talking about until I questioned the guys after."
"What did they tell you exactly?" I asked unsure by how much
information they'd given him.
"That when you were stabbed it caused you to miscarry. Why? Is there
something else you're not telling me Ames?" Blake stepped closer and held
my face in both hands directing my face towards him.
This affected me it wasn't his problem but if it was the evening for honesty I
had nothing to lose. "There were complications with the operation after
the stabbing, it means that I can't ever have children." The information fell
from my mouth quite easily which surprised me.
I saw the rage burn deeply in his eyes and felt his hands grip tightly around
my face, "Blake you're hurting me," I said trying to pull away.
"Sorry babe," he dropped his hands but clenched them into fists. Quick
as a flash he pulled his arm back and punched the wall beside me, he pulled it
back again but I moved in front of him and made a lunge for his face to caress
it. This used to calm him down I just hoped it would still. His eyes were
alight, "Blake you need to calm down babe." I ran my hands across his
cheeks trying to pull his head down towards me so that he could look into my
eyes but it wasn't registering. "Recon!" His eyes flickered to mine
and he was back with me, "It's okay babe, I've had five years to get used
to the idea."
"But I ain't, I should've been there to protect you Ames." Blake
moved forward and scooped me into his arms, enveloping me which made it
difficult to breath.
"It was tough babe, I'm not going to lie but it's just changed the trajectory."
Blake ran his hand up and down the back of my head in a soothing motion and I
savoured the feeling knowing that it was the last time I'd allow him to touch
me.