The Biker Bad Boy (Editing)

Part 27

Breakfast the moment of pure bliss and satisfaction, well in some cases, I thought to myself beaming from ear to ear.

"What's got you grinning like that so early in the morning darlin'?" Johnny asked knowing full well the reason for it.

"Oh you know breakfast, it's the meal for champions. The best part of the day, and everything just tastes so damn great when your grandma makes it," I winked at him. He just shook his head and chuckled at me.

Johnny pulled out the empty chair next to Lily for me to sit in, and pushed it closer to the table once I sat down, just like the gentleman he was. He pulled out the other empty chair next to me and sat down.

Looking around the room I saw Sal, Robert, Martha, Michael, Friday, and Lily among the other members and prospects. I didn't know any of the other guy's names, nor did I want to, to be honest. I knew only who I wanted to. I kept my word with Sal and tried my hardest to stay away from the club life, and I have, just not completely. I didn't listen to the stay away from Johnny thing, because frankly with the feelings I was growing for him, and the child I was carrying I could feel the pull for him, it was like two magnets that belonged together. The feelings I had for him in the short time I've know him were real and different and so fucking strong it made my heart burst. I couldn't imagine my life in any different route, than being with him. He was like my life line, he kept me sane and together instead of in tiny crumbling pieces. Our growing affection was gruff and intense and frankly it was terrifying, but it was too late to go back, and I never wanted to either.

We loved each other we now even admitted it to one another. It was inevitable no matter how much we tried to deny it, it had hit us right in the face. It was better I'm a way to actually be together and to love one another, than to not have a connection and love. I wanted our family to have a stable home. Maybe one day I could convince him to leave the club, I'm sure Robert wouldn't kill his own son, his own flesh and blood surely. Especially if he had a baby on the way, but I wouldn't ask him now, amidst a turf war between the rival club. Who knows what they had planned. As of right now everything was all fine and dandy it was quiet nothing else had happened and we were all safe in the compound. Everything was great, everyone was great. So why did I have a feeling that something terribly wrong was about to happen?

I watched as Martha set up the table with her delicious breakfast goodies. Everyone was very respectful to Martha, no one ever went and grabbed the food after she set it down until after she finished putting everything down, and sat down. She had those boys trained, and I loved it, it wasn't too often that you would see men as respectful as these guys were especially being the bad boys. I envied the authority she had over all the men, I could only hope that when Johnny and I were out on our own with our child, or children if we ever had more, that they would treat me the same. I'd have to ask Martha for some lessons in that department. Maybe if I really couldn't convince Johnny to leave the club and he took over one day, I'd be like Martha and teach the rest of the club members how to treat a lady, and how to respect the authority.

I could dream big or hope for it one day. I wasn't even sure what I wanted anymore. I knew for a fact I was going to help children, and be a social worker, but I wanted to make sure home life would never effect my work life, and that would be very hard. Talking to Martha a lot I had learned that she was a teacher, and a damn good one too, until one of her students had been shot and killed by a rival gang to prove some ridiculous point. She left her job, because she felt to blame for the child's death, even though it really wasn't her fault. She loved teaching, just like I love being a social worker, and it frightens me, because I don't want history to repeat itself.

Grabbing some eggs from one of the platters I placed some on my plate, then grabbed some bacon. I grabbed the pitcher of Orange juice and poured me some.

"What's wrong?" Johnny asked worry in his eyes. I shook my head and tried to give him a half smile, but he didn't really buy into it. I really hated when I got into moods like this, and started to over think things, and over analyze something that was probably nothing. I was such a worry wart.

"Don't shake your head darlin' somethings clearly bothering you. What's going on?" He asked me. Again I shook my head, I really didn't want to talk a out it and I really didn't want to sour his elated mood, from our fun from earlier this morning.

"It's nothing Johnny, I just have things on my mind, and I don't want to talk about it right now," I looked up at him and gave him a stern look trying to plead him from asking anymore, at least right now with everyone around. He just sighed at me exasperated. "I'll tell you later just not right now ok?" I put my arm on his back and ran my hand up and down reassuring him. I smirked at him and kissed his cheek, and he nodded his head giving in.

I turned my head to my right to see Lily talking to Friday which was on her right and I smiled. Even though I was sort of mad about Friday and her having sex so soon without knowing each other, I couldn't talk. I had gotten pregnant from a one night stand. Not everyone got happy endings like I did with Johnny. Some guys don't want to get involved when they get a girl pregnant, especially if it was a one night stand, or better yet a drunken one night stand. At least Johnny was one of the good guys. I'm sure Friday is too, if I actually knew him. I must talk to Lily about what happened with my parents and she can give me all her explicit details on her loss of virginity.

I'm sure hers was far less as hurtful as mine had been, at least they really care for each other, and from what I can tell Friday is not using her, like my 'boyfriend' had done to me.

Once breakfast was all finished I turned to Lily and tapped on her shoulder. She smiled at me and I said, "let's go have that talk now," she nodded her head enthusiastically.

"Lets go to your room Avery, the guys have a club meeting right now anyways," she grabbed my hand and towed me towards my room and opened the door. She let go of my hand to plop on my bed, then patted the bed for me to sit down. I laughed and walked over sitting down more ladylike than her and turned to her.

"Hmm ok where to begin?" I asked rhetorically.

"Well start from when you left here silly," she gave me a knowing look and I had to laugh. She looked like a petulant child. Was this what I had to look forward to in the coming years as a mother?

"Ok," I began.