Breaking Control (Riders of Silence MC 1)

20: Who We Are

Hunter

My phone buzzed waking me up, glancing over it was 12am. Looking over I see Birdy fast asleep, her back facing me causing me to slip my arms around her, pulling her into me.

I kissed her neck feeling her stir, "time to get up Birdy." I whispered in her ear making her groan and bury her face in the pillow.

"I can't feel my body." She mumbled. It took all my control not to lose it when fighting her; not for usual reasons of bloodthirst but to make sure I didn't take her right then and there with her determination and body glistening from fighting.

"I'll get you coffee." I said causing her to jump up and look at me wide eyed.

"Fine but if Tatt tries to take my cup away from me I can't be held responsible for what I do." She rolled off the bed grabbing some clothes "You know, Spotter has good fashion sense."

I couldn't help but laugh to that, out of all the brothers to go through her clothing to pack her bag I was glad it was Spotter, he wouldn't try to making it sexual.

Getting of the bed I changed into a pair of dark wash jeans, black shirt and my cut. Birdy walked out of the bathroom with black ripped jeans, blood red tank top, her hair down with natural makeup.

"Stop looking at me like that, you promised me coffee." She grumbled.

I put my hand on her lower back leading us out to the bar thinking it was safer to get her that coffee rather than say something. As we walked into the bar and passed Tatt Birdy couldn't wait any longer taking his coffee, drinking it as we sat beside him. Tatt tried to get it back but she glared pretty hard for what I thought she was capable.

"Fucking hell darlin', remind me not to piss you off when you're not caffeinated." Tatt grumbled.

"Is Hamlet alive? He kept mentioning adrenaline rushes he wanted to try." Birdy grumbled looking for him.

"He's fine." Spotter said placing a plate of food down, "got a little bruised but he's alive."

She nodded with a thinking face; I wasn't sure how awake she was or if she was thinking about Hamlet. I couldn't help but feel a little pride on how well she fit in here with the brothers; anyone can tell she cared for them despite the short time she's known them.

She sighed leaning against me bringing the coffee back to her lips stopping my wandering mind."I need to sign up for a poker game."

"What?" I wrapped my arms around her waist.

"I should probably change apartments seeing as a murderer broke in so I'll need money hence poker game. I mean I could get a job but I'll wait till after this whole situation blows over and the escort is up." She frowned at her coffee cup which was now empty setting it down on the counter with a pout. Though she immediately smiled and bounced up reminding me of a puppy when Spotter filled the cup with coffee winking at her.

"Wait did you think I wasn't going to pay you?" Briac asked sitting next to her holding his cup to Spotter who placed the pot next to him.

"Well we never talked about it and I wanted you guys to like me so I wasn't going to ask." She mumbled into her coffee cup. God she is adorable without coffee; scary one second then drunk the next.

"You'll get paid for your work and you fit in well enough, haven't had to pull Hunter off a fight all week because of you. Spotter put up three weeks L column." Briac replied making me groan.

"Enough with the fucking betting board Brothers." I grumbled looking at Birdy waiting for her reaction to the board that has her name but she didn't respond as she was drinking her coffee staring at Briac.