Novas dream has always been to open a bakery of her very own. Well now that she's moved to Galax, Georgia she is living that dream. She's got a lot of work to do on the shop before that happens though. One day as she's working she meets Eleanor, the...
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"Big Dill"
Sunlight filters through my room, and I feel a weight laying on top of me. I look over and see Madz leg and arm slung over my body. His other arm under me holding me close. Smiling to myself I roll on my side.
"Good morning, beautiful. How long have you been up?" Madz's voice is rough and deep from his sleep. Man, I can get used to this.
"Not long, I just woke up. What are your plans for today? You said you had to meet up with your friends." I sit up and stretch out my arms with a yawn. My body is so sore and I can't tell if it's from this air mattress or from my attack.
"My brothers and I are having church. We need to talk about the next step." His face grows very serious. I don't ever want to make him mad. That's one scary face.
"Will you guys be safe? I don't want anyone getting hurt because of me." I grab his hand and squeeze it tightly stroking my fingers back and forth over his knuckles.
"I can't promise you that no one will get hurt, but what I can promise you is that I'll always do my best to come back to you." I flop back down and close my eyes. I really don't like this but I know I can't stop him from doing this.
"Okay, as long as you stay safe." That's all I ask." Madz and I both get off the air mattress and stretch. That wasn't comfortable at all. I need to get that bed ASAP.
"Darlin', I'm having the prospects bring you a new bed today. No way in hell am I sleeping on that thing again." I can't let him do everything. I don't want him to think I'm using him.
"Oh no, you don't need to do that. I'll get one soon. I just need to look around first." Madz walks around the bed and tugs me close. He softly whispers into my ear. The warmth from his breath sends a shiver down my whole body.
"I've already got my mind set on that. You can't change it. I'm a stubborn man and I get what I want. Always. I'll have them pick up the same bed I have back at the clubhouse." Madz shakes his head and looks deep into my eyes.
"Okay, though I'm paying for it." I let out a huff of air. It's the least I can do. I can afford a new bed. I had that in my budget for when I started my move.
"Not a chance, don't even think about it." I roll my eyes and walk down the hallways towards the kitchen. This man is something else. I turn the coffee maker on and grab two mugs.
"How do you take your coffee?" I should have already guessed what his answer would be.
"Black is fine. Thank you." Such a biker answer.
I wait for the coffee to filter through and I pour it into both of the mugs. I head to the fridge and pull out my caramel creamer. I walk over to Madz and hand him his mug.
"Thank you, I like your mug." He says with a smirk. It's a coffee mug with a pickle on it that says 'I'm kind of a big dill.' It's something my dad got me for my birthday. Mugs were our thing.
