Chapter Seven

299 2 0
                                        

Smoke's pov

The next day, some of the guys decided to roll out to Nevada. We gotta do a patch over. Tomorrow, Tig, Juice, and I are going to roll in.

I'm packing a bag for Juice and I.

"Why do you pack so much babe?" He asks sitting on the bed folding clothes.

"Can never be to prepared darling." I say with a smile.

It's now the next day, we're at the clubhouse and I'm sitting on Juice's lap at the bar drinking a beer.

Then in just a split second we get told about the Maynas rolling up on Jax.

"Shit!" I say getting up. I then load up my back up gun and get ready to help the guys. I always help them in fights especially shootouts.

After a while they had left the clubhouse. Jax then decided he was gonna leave out with Happy's crew. The next day, Clay had Juice and I stuck a round for a bit to help keep guard.

"Bye Clay. We got things here. Give momma a kiss for me please." I say.

"Will do babygirl. Be safe." He says.

"Yes sir." I say.

As I watched him an the crew roll out I felt Juice's arms around my waist and I turn into him.

"I have a fantastic idea." He says with a smirk.

"Oh yeah? What might that be?" I say kissing him.

"Let's go have some fun." He whispers in my ear.

I laugh and we went inside and into one of the rooms.

After a week, we went back home. As I got into the truck Sweet-butt jumped in and shut the door.

The hell? I'm sitting by Juice and I can tell he and I have the same thoughts. We got back home and all three of us got out. Moments after Clay grabbed Juice and I grabbed Clay.

"She jumped into the damn truck!" I say.

"Get her outta here!" Jax says as Clay let go of Juice.

"Come on." I say as Juice and I walk her out.

Later that day the cops roll in and arrested Clay. I looked to Jax, then to Juice and then back at Jax. Aw shit!!

We gotta hide the guns. Guns had gotten hidden and Juice and I were messing with each other. After the people left, Juice and I ran off too my room in the clubhouse.

"You know you ain't supposed to tease me while they are here." I say as a whisper.

"Where's the fun in that?" He whispers.

Later that night a few of the guys and I went to get the guns. I sat in the truck while they had gotten them.

Calming The Storm Where stories live. Discover now