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Authors: Needa Warrant,Miranda Rights

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Neither Nailz nor V trusted phones. Too many brothers had been busted due to wire taps that the Feds were more than happy to place. Sometimes they used code talk, but Nailz was sure the damn Feds would use it against them at some point.

Each time he saw Jo, Nailz was in a good mood. V would catch him looking at her when she was around, although she was unaware of it. He had yet to ask him about her and thought it was better to just leave it be.

Nailz told him to stay with Kima since he saw Veiko was digging her so much. It was unlike him to fall for a woman.

Kima made life fun again. She was funny, cute, and V felt like he needed to protect her and make her his.

V was wondering if he was finally in love. Did Kima want to be an old lady? Was she ready for Flop and the club sluts? A few of the guys in the club had seen her around at the party; everyone would be shocked if Veiko finally got himself an old lady.

Hunter had work for him here and he had one boat to finish up north. He would also ride up for church, their weekly meetings. He would handle any problems then. It seemed a decent plan, as long as Kima wanted to be his old lady. He figured she would be fine with living with him; he just had to ask her.

Maybe he would bring Kima around slowly. He wondered if she would be happy when he told her she was going to be his old lady.

He knew she was into him, but was it just the fooling around? They hadn’t had actual sex yet, although he really wanted to. He had to take cold swims just to get rid of his raging hard-ons. Veiko wanted to take his time with her because he knew she was something special. They had pretty much bared their souls to each other. It was something he’d never done with any other bitch - they’d never gotten the chance to get that far with him. Fuck, he didn't even like to kiss a bitch. It was too intimate, but with Kima; he could kiss her forever. He knew as soon as he met her things had changed for him.

 

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Elena and Hunter were sitting on the dock quietly talking, away from everyone.

Hunter put his arm around her. "Elena, I can't patch over into Bound for Hell until Rabid is out. I told Nailz and V that. By the way I offered V some work on a few of those fishing boats that need repairs. He’s a good mechanic and our Kima seems safe with him."

"Hunt, Thorn would be more her age, you know. Not that I don't think V is a good bro. I worry, though, because Kima is used to doing things her own way. She plans to dance and make her own money, she has plans. I’m not sure V will be able to handle that. Look how over protective he is of her already."

"Elena, Thorn is a sore subject. He went to his mother's in Delaware just so he could join Bound for Hell, away from me. Said he didn't want any favors because of me! Why do you think I'm even patching this club over?" Hunter was frustrated. "If Kima wants to dance, then V will deal with it or not. You dance - I don't care for it but it helps you keep your stable business. So, unless V is filthy rich, I don't see an issue with it. You want him knocking her up at her age? Kima is going to have to learn to live a biker life and fast.
She ain't you, Baby...yet."

He softly smiled at her. Elena sighed and leaned over to kiss the hard man she loved with all her heart. After a moment she said, "Jo looks taken with Nailz too. Her parents are going to be worse than the Regan's if that happens."

Hunter scoffed. "Nailz! You don't know him. He ain't looking for nothing but a few good times. You make sure Jo knows that." He scratched his beard and looked possessively at her before asking, "How the fuck did I get so lucky?"

Her golden eyes sparkled at him. "If I remember correctly, you were going to leave me behind and I just climbed on the back of your Harley."

Both stopped to think back. It was true.

Hunter had come back from Vietnam and headed straight to the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation in South Dakota to show his respects for his fallen comrade, Billy. He was Elena's deceased cousin. When Hunter left, she had gone with him, knowing full well he was married and that they had almost a ten year age difference.

She had hung around and started dancing, though she was never a club slut. She just waited for Hunter to see he was meant to spend his life with her. When he caught his wife cheating on him a few times, he finally divorced her, but Elena hadn't jumped into his bed right away. She made him earn her love.

His son Thorn adored her. They had never had any kids and Kima, in Elena's eyes, was like her daughter. Time had flown by and it worked well for them. Elena had her farm and stable business, plus she made a lot of money dancing. Hunter ran the Lodge his grandfather had started long before he was born. As Thorn would after he retired or died.

Both looked at the water, thinking of Billy and how they had struggled to make their relationship work.

"Baby, anything worth having is worth fighting for. If Kima has to fight for V, or V has to fight for Kima, then it will be the right path for them. We made it didn't we?" Hunter whispered in her ear.

She took him into her arms. "Oh Hunter, I just worry. I always hoped Thorn and Kima would end up together." She shook her head. " As kids Thorn took care of Kima like a sister, even when he didn't want  too. I guess I hoped it would grow into something more."

"Elena!" Hunter cut in, "Thorn looks at Kima like a little sister and I doubt that would change. He’ll be back soon to help with the Lodge. Hell, I’m not sure V will understand their relationship. He’s a jealous man where our girl is concerned."

Hunter looked up and saw his friends making their way to where they were sitting. "Now, get your ass up. We got company, Old Lady."

A hug and a slap to Elena's ass, then they parted ways.

Hunter went to go talk to the brothers and Elena went to check on Kima.

 

 

 

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CHAPTER 10



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I was getting ready to go over to my parent's house. I called my dad last week, but I kept that from V. I didn't want to upset him, I didn't even want to think about that call because it went bad.

My father was furious with me, still threatening to sell my horse, and told me to not come around with
that biker
. I had to laugh at that because my dad had some real crooks as friends.

My brother told me our older sister was angry but there was nothing she
could do living in Las Vegas. She was coming back but it wouldn't be for a little while.
My mother was trying to make peace, but I knew my dad was angry with her  too.

I had called my brother's girlfriend and asked them to pack my favorite things in boxes. I had to make arrangements to go and pick them up and I wanted to get in and out quickly.

V had taken the day off to be with me, though he was almost finished with the boat he was working on. I was on the back of V's bike and Hunter was following us in his truck to get my boxes.

I silently said a prayer, asking God to please let today go without any problems.

 

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V didn't want to take Kima to her parent's house for her stuff but knew she wouldn't let it go. Riding up on his bike, he saw her parents on the porch. He already knew it was going to be a cluster fuck.

Her dad was coming down the steps as Kima got off the bike,

"I see our wild child is finally home to face the music. I told you when you called last week to get your ass home or that horse would be sold. I gave you a choice, the biker or your horse. Seems to me you chose the biker. Big mistake!"

V stiffened up before he glared into Mr. Regan's eyes, "Hunter will be helping Jack load her stuff, old man, and there will be no shit going down."

Kima was crying, tears flowing down her face.

Her mother stood before her, "Kima, you can come home. Your father is acting like a fool. I don't want you living in a cabin, honey. Jack told us some story about you living at the Lodge and of all things you want to dance? I know you took ballet honey, but you can't live off that!"

Kima glared at Jack, the rat.

"Mom, there is no need to worry about a job for me. The cabin is very affordable. I will be taking over my legal affairs and daddy can go to hell. Jack, please make sure you get everything; I won't be back here for a long time. V, let’s get going. Mom, I'll be in touch when I can."

I hoped my dad hadn't sold Sugar because, if he did, I was done with him.

 

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Elena was already at the barn when I got there and she was crying. I was off that bike in a flash and running to her.

"I tried to buy him, honey, I really did, but he was sold and loaded up nearly an hour ago. I couldn't reach anyone," she cried.

I was so devastated and felt tears running down my cheeks. Of course she couldn't reach us - we were at my parent’s house. I bet my dad timed it that way too.
Bastard!

I turned to V, sobbing. "Please, get me away from here. Anywhere! Just ride."

I saw V glance at Elena for approval before he looked at me. I must have looked a mess and V' s expression was a mixture of outrage and anger.

"Anywhere you want, Babe. We can ride all day or we can go to the boat I'm working on," he gently stroked my hair.

"The boat," I whispered, my gaze meeting his, through my tears.

I looked at Elena who nodded her head as if to say go. I climbed on his bike and we roared off into the wind.

My legs clamped on to V's thighs; I needed his body close to mine, to feel his warmth. I put my arms around him and snuggled up to his back, pressing myself into him. We rode north to where V usually lived. My heart ached so bad. Who would love my Sugar like I did? Who would make sure he was taken care of? I swore I would get even with my father for this.

He took away the one thing that gave me happiness.

Well, fuck him! My happiness would now be with an outlaw biker and his steel horse. I was going to dance, find Sugar, and buy him back.

I had my plan and I would get everything back I had lost.

 

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V was wondering what Kima was thinking. There had to be a huge hole in her heart; he knew she loved that horse. He wanted to take the pain away from her, but how?

She was all that was clean and beautiful in his life. He didn't know how to fix her, but he wasn't going to let her suffer. He was damn sure going to make her his old lady and never let anyone touch or hurt her again.

So what if she was younger? They had shared so much of themselves that they should at least try it out. He wasn't sure it was a good idea but, hell, what the fuck else was he going to do? He couldn't change facts, Kima got under his skin like no other woman ever had.

He was glad he had stocked up on food and Jack Daniels. Hell, they could together drink and figure this shit out. He was sure she wouldn't want to leave for awhile, anyways.

He roared into the marina and slid his bike in front of the sport fishing boat he was currently working on. It was beautiful and the owners were letting him live aboard until he finished the job. At least he had a nice place to bring Kima.

He was more than angry at her father, his gut telling him to go back there and beat the shit out of him. But his head knew it wouldn't solve anything. It would make
him
feel better; however, he didn't know if Kima would want that.

She hated her dad but he thought she wouldn't want to see him get hurt, in spite of everything that happened to her. It was something Veiko loved about his Kima. She had a big heart. What was done was done.

He wished again that he could take her pain away, even for little while, at least. He hoped the things he had in mind would help her forget.

 

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I had my eyes closed and felt the bike come to a stop. Opening them, I looked around and saw lots of different kinds of boats. All my life my family had owned them, so this was normal for me; I was at home on the water. V was pointing to a boat that was very, very nice. It was a serious yacht that rich people went out on the ocean to fish on. It certainly wasn't a dirty, rotting hulk.

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