Biker Boys

sixteen.

We got to the clubhouse and Jax got off his bike, but I stayed on, earning a strange look from him. "You alright?" he asked and I nodded casually and gave him a small smile, but truthfully I was in pain from the way I was sitting and I didn't want him to see me struggle to get up. "Okay darlin'," he laughed, turning away from me and walking towards the club, giving me another look before walking through the doors.

I groaned when he was out of sight and got up, it took me longer than usual and I probably looked like a weirdo to the mechanics working in the shop, but I didn't care, I was up and good now. "Robin," I looked over to see Jase walking over to me, a smile on his still beaten face, but it was good to see him smile again. "I saw Jax come in, figured you were here too." He said, giving me a weird look, "Why are you standing like that?" he asked

I rolled my eyes, but looked back at him with a mischievous smile on my lips, "I lost my virginity."

He narrowed his eyes at me before his expression dropped playfully, "Robin, no! I was supposed to be your first." He smirked and gave me a wink, "How was it?" he asked, but then looked down at my legs, "Actually, i can see how it was." he laughed

"You came up with that in your head Jase." I laughed, grabbing his arm and pulling him across the lot and into the club. "Is there food?" I asked

"left over pizza from last night, nothing else." He said opening the door for me. I walked in and smiled when I saw Juice, but he gave me a weird look and I instantly stopped walking, knowing he probably thinks I'm walking strange.

My thighs hurt like hell and I couldn't help it, but I didn't want anyone to know, for obvious reasons. I scooted slowly to the bar and sat on one of the chairs, ignoring the soreness and not showing how uncomfortable I felt.

Jase brought over a warmed up slice of pizza and I dug in, not caring that I looked like I haven't eaten in two weeks, I was starving. "Slow down there," Juice laughed, sitting beside me.

"I crashed early, didn't have a chance to eat." I lied, taking another large bite out of the pizza.

"And you slept in also?" he asked. I raised my brow at him, wondering what he was talking about. "Jax said you slept in, that's why you're here so late."

I swallowed the pizza slowly, trying to think of what to say, "I'm tired-" I started, "A lot recently." He nodded, unconvinced still, but I brushed it off. "Well, what do you say we go get some real lunch?" I smiled

"I gotta stay here, and people will be arriving soon." I bit my lip and nodded, turning my eyes away from him and to the endless bottles of liquor. He got up from the bar stool and his face inched closer to my ear, "and more like dinner, Robin."

I rolled my eyes and took another bite, wanting to shut myself up before he figured it out... if he hasn't already.

I turned to Jax and gave him a glare, and when his eyes found mine his smirk fell and he narrowed his eyes. I turned away and reached behind the bar, pulling out a beer and opening it on the side of the bar. "You're 18 Robby, not 21" I turned my head while taking a lard swig of the beer to see my dad walking in with Bobby and Opie, along with some other guys who I still recognized, they would come here for the parties and other club business, they were from the other charter.

I gave them a small smile as my dad approached me, taking the beer from my hands and chugging most of it, but then passing it back to me and kissing my forehead. "Same thing, 21, 18, there isn't even a difference." I smirked, drinking what was left of the beer.

"Yeah, yeah, you little smart ass." He said, passing me and walking over to the guys who were on the couch smoking a joint.

"Hey kid," Opie started, reaching his hand out to ruffle my hair but I grabbed his arm, stopping him.