Chapter 6

1.6K 40 1
                                    

"Damn. Is that girl single?" Tig asked as he continued to devour his piece of banana bread, "Because if she is, I'm gonna ask her to marry me!"

The whole group, now including Juice, Quinn, and Opie, laughed. Chibs just scowled as he grabbed for a piece of the bread.

"She is definitely a good baker, that's for sure. This is amazing. No offense, Bobby." Quinn chuckled.

"None taken. It's nice to know there are other bakers in this group!" Bobby laughed as well.

"I wonder how good the pudding is?" Juice inquired.

"Get some paper plates and spoons. We'll find out." Jax grinned as he rubbed his belly.

Juice walked into the kitchen to grab paper plates and spoons for everyone while Bobby opened up the container that had the pudding in it. The I/O returned and passed out plates and spoons to everyone. He handed Bobby a large serving spoon so he could dip out the pudding for everyone. The group all handed the F/O their plates to get some pudding. Gemma pulled in and walked into the office to start her day. There were repos that needed to be picked up and several cars and a couple bikes that needed to be finished. She walked into the clubhouse to see what everyone was doing to find them standing around the bar eating what looked like banana pudding.

"What's this?" Gemma inquired.

"The girl who was run off the road had some trouble at her house last night. To say thanks to Tig, Chibs, and Happy, she made banana bread and banana pudding. It's incredible. Get a plate and get some!" Jax told his mother.

"Get me a plate. Let's see how good a cook she is." Gemma stated.

Juice went to get her a plate and spoon and quickly handed it to the Matriarch. Bobby spooned her out some pudding before putting a slice of bread on her plate as well. Everyone watched Gemma's reaction to the pudding to see if she liked it or not. Gemma nodded her approval before taking a bite of the bread.

"She said the bread was her grandmother's recipe." Chibs stated.

"I'll give her that she's a pretty good cook." Gemma decided, "I'd love to see what else she can make."

"Tig wants to marry her just so she can cook for him!" Juice teased the SAA.

"Hey, in my defense she's about as good a cook as Gemma is! That's worth marrying for!" Tig pouted making everyone including Gemma laugh.

Once everyone had eaten and joked around for a while, Gemma told them what was needed to be done. Jax told everyone to get to work. Juice and Tig were tasked with picking up the repos making Tig sigh. He hated picking up repos but especially with Juice. The boy wasn't the brightest when it came to dealing with people and he himself didn't have much patience when it came to argumentative people. The rest of the group got back to working on whatever vehicle they had been working on the previous day. Before Chibs knew it, the prospect was coming around to take everyone's lunch order for the diner. He gave his then wiped his hands on a grease rag before heading into the clubhouse. He wanted a beer with lunch so he sat down and waved the other prospect over. Happy and Quinn sat down with him all wanting beers as well. The prospect finally returned with everyone's lunch and cautiously passed everyone's food out.

Ashka had been invited out to lunch with some of her colleagues so she quickly agreed. They opted to go to the Italian, family-owned restaurant in town. It was a little pricey but not extravagantly so. They all rode together chatting about this and that. She did like her coworkers which made working together much easier. They were seated at a four-person table and handed menus. She wasn't feeling very adventurous that day so she opted to stick to one of her favorites. Spaghetti with meat sauce and a side salad. They got free garlic bread which she loved. The conversation from the car flowed easily to the table as they waited on their waitress. After they were finally able to put in their food orders after getting their drinks, they turned back to one another.

Some Kisses Should YearnWhere stories live. Discover now