The Claim

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

A little later, we are lying in bed, my head on his chest and his arms around me and we just talk. "Did you enjoy having your business?" he asks. "Yeah. My goal was to not just do vendor shows but to have my own shop. I was going to do workshops and teach how to make the items I sold. But that got shot down. Didn't make sense to my ex so I had to stop." I tell him. "I'll never do that to you. If it's important to you, it makes sense." He tells me and I look up at him. "Thank you Angel." I tell him. "You have no clue how amazing you are." he tells me and I sit up. He sits up with me and says "Talk to me Tris." I look at him and say "All the shit I've been through in my life, including what happened with Zobell's guys, you have been so amazing to me." I tell him. "You deserve to be treated like a fucking queen." he says. "Angel, you barely know me but you're so fucking sweet and amazing and affectionate and just being everything that I need right now and you don't even know you're doing it." I tell him. Kissing me softly, he says "Because you deserve it. We'll get to know each other. I told you I need someone by my side and something about you just makes me want to hold you and kiss you." he tells me. I look into his eyes and ask "What if you change your mind?" He kisses me again and says "I won't. I promise." he tells me. I place my hand on the side of his face and he leans into my touch. "You're what I need." he tells me. "I need you too." I tell him.

A little later, we are up and dressed again and he takes me to the spare room. "Here's the room Bishop was talking about." He says. We walk inside and I look around the room. "What are you thinking?" he asks. I keep looking around the room and he sees the look on my face. "You're picturing your work room aren't you?" He asks. I nod and he says "Tell me what you see." I smile at him and say "Over here, a table with a sewing machine. Over there along that wall, a bookshelf of fabrics. Right there, some storage bins to put my finished products in and my boxes for shipping. And right here, my office area. Small desk, laptop, printer and just normal office area." I tell him. "Wow. I think we might can find some of the things you'll need in the things we have in storage." he tells me. "Really?" I ask. "Yeah babe. Let's head over and see what we can find." he tells me. I pull him close and kiss him softly and say "Thank you. You and the guys are amazing." I tell him. After looking through the storage unit, Angel and EZ got it all loaded into the small box truck that the club has and we get my work room set up.

The guys come in once we get everything set up and Bishop says "Holy shit. This looks good." he tells me. "Thanks. Now all I need are materials and I can get started." I tell him. "I'll take you tomorrow to get your materials." Angel tells me. I just snuggle into his side as he wraps his arms around me.

That night, the guys start getting ready to leave. "We're heading to Vickie's. Get dressed. You're going with us." Angel says and I just look at him. He walks over to me and says "I'm not going there without you. Maybe we can take advantage of one of the rooms." he says smirking. I kiss his lips and say "Give me five minutes." I pack a small overnight bag and we head out to Angel's bike. I get on the back of the bike and see Bishop and Coco smiling at me.

Pulling up at Vickie's, we get off the bikes and head inside. "Bishop, guys, good to see you again." she says before she sees me standing beside Angel with our fingers laced together. "Tristan." she says as she pulls me into a hug. "How are you doing Sweetheart?" she asks. "Better. A lot better. Thank you, Vickie." I say and she knows that I am thanking her for more than just her asking about me. "Anytime Sweetheart." she tells me. We all take seats around the living room and I just look at the men that I now call family and smile. "You good baby?" Angel asks me. I look at him and stand. Taking his hand I say "I'd be better if my man took me to bed?" He smirks before picking me up over his shoulder and carrying me to a room to spend the night making love over and over.