The Bikers Sin. The Sinful Riders Book One

Old Friends

Gin woke up slowly, she hadn't felt this good in so long.

Too long if she were honest. 

She was aware that something had woken her up but she didn't know what it was. A noise maybe? She couldn't focus as she was still very much relaxed from the really good sleep she had had. 

Then she remembered breaking down in Reapers arms, what must have been the night before, and she shot up in bed. She was so embarrassed, how was she supposed to face him again after all that. 

She was in Griffs room again, still in the clothes she was wearing yesterday, with a blanket that she knew came from her apartment draped over her legs. 

She relaxed for a second, until she realized that it was her phone was ringing and had woken her up. Picking it up she saw that she had several missed calls all from one number.

Mags.

What the hell would she want now? Hadn't she done enough to her already? Did she want to rub it in her face even more or something? Try and make her believe that she only had the best of intentions when she did what she did? 

She ignored it and went into the small bathroom to take care of business. 

She wondered where Griff was. 

After her chat with Reaper and her subsequent breakdown, she wanted to tell him that while she couldn't forgive him, she was willing to try and be his friend. Try being the operative word. She was under no illusions that it was going to be smooth sailing with him. After all she had felt completely broken when she had found out what he had agreed to do with Mags. 

After she had finished in the bathroom she thought about going back to bed, only her phone was ringing again. She could turn it off, but she didn't dare. What if something happened and she was needed? 

She really wanted to ignore it, but she also had a feeling that Mags would keep calling if she didn't pick up. So sighing, she answered the phone and pressed it to her ear. 

"What do you want Mags?" she wasn't going to be polite to the woman, not after everything she had done.

"Oh, god, Gin, thank god you answered. Please I need help. I'm being chased, I think they are going to kill me!" her voice was indeed panicked. But something didn't sit right with her. She couldn't put her finger on it, but something was defiantly off with Mags voice.

"Why call me? I'm nothing to you now?"

"Please Gin, I need help! No one else is answering me." 

She really wanted to leave her to her own devises, after everything she had done to her and she wants her to help her now. She was Crazy if she thought that. But then again, if she really did need help and she did nothing, then she heard about something bad happening to her, what then? 

She just knew that the guilt would eat her alive. 

Curse her and her bleeding heart! 

She sighed, "Where are you?"

 This was either a really bad idea or a stupid one. 

Griff was sitting in the clubhouse, in one of the booths, with Prez, Priest and Burn. 

He was telling them all about what Cody had told him yesterday. Cody and Freddric were going to stop by this morning to talk about what the next steps should be. And he was glad for that, because he had no idea how he was supposed to move forward. 

To think that he had fallen into Mags trap was a bitter pill to swallow. 

And it was a trap, she had denied him before Gin had made her attraction clear and then she couldn't keep her hands off him, in secret of course. And he, like the dickhead he was, fell for her bull. His lust for her had over shadowed his own common sense. 

He had no excuses, he had made the decision, and he had to live with the consequences. 

He saw Reaper walking towards them, and shifted over to make room for him. Just as the man sat down Prez's phone rang, letting them all know that their guests had arrived.

A few minutes later Cody and Freddric walked into the clubhouse. He raised his hand to show them where they were and waited as they walked over.

"Reaper?" Freddric asked when he got to the table.

Reaper's head shot up and he said "Freddric? What are you doing here? Everything okay, nothings wrong is it?" The worry in his voice was clear as he got to his feet and started towards the younger man.

"Everything is fine, but its come to my attention that my brothers adopted daughter has been causing more trouble then normal." At the frown on Reapers face, Freddric chuckled. "Never thought that I'd meet you here after all this time." In an unexpected move he pulled Reaper into a hug. An even more unexpected move was when Reaper returned the hug.

"Been too long, Kiddo." The affection in Reapers voice was quite shocking. In all the years he had known the man, he had never heard him speak to anyone like he was with Freddric.

"If I had known this was your club, I would have been here as soon as I heard about what Mags the bitch was up to." Freddric said, then he frowned. "Wait, a second," he turned to Griff. "What men were you talking about setting me up with? If Reaper is here then he would have told me about them sooner!" He asked in a very sassy voice, that was also bordering on shrill.

Before he could respond, Reaper cut in. "Didn't know you would be interested in any if them, Kiddo." Hearing the older man call Freddric, 'Kiddo', was really strange. He turned to the rest of us. "Freddric here is my cousin by marriage. Known him since he was four. Didn't know he was back in the country though."

"Got back last week, after Cody called me. He's the nephew I told you about."

Reaper nodded. "The one who helped you out when that psycho bitch framed you?" he paused for a second. "Wait you said that bitch was your brothers adoptive daughter as well. Mags is the bitch that got you tortured?" When he only nodded at them Reaper growled. "You should have let me fucking kill her when I wanted to, then none of this would have happened." He was clearly very angry.

"Now Now mountain man calm the fuck down. Its in the past and I'm sure you'll get your shot at her this time. Just wait. And while you wait you can start making a list of all the hunky men who you think my hands will enjoy."

Reaper scoffed. "Yeah your hands, because that's all you'll touch them with right?"

"A gentleman never kisses and tells." he says as he pretends to flick his imaginary hair over his shoulder, right before he kisses Reaper on the cheek.

Griff expected the man to kick off, maybe throw a punch, but was surprised when all he did was chuckle lightly and wrap his arm around the man's shoulders, pulling him down into the seat next to him.

Griff was taken aback at the way Reaper was acting, but at the same time he was glad to see the man smile. He noticed that he wasn't the only one that was happy seeing him like this.

"So, what are we gonna do about the whole Mags thing?" Prez asked, trying to hide the affection on his face.

Just as Cody was about to begin talking, the door to opened yet again.

Only this time they didn't know who was coming in.