Only a Ride

Chapter Two

Tig's P.O.V
We were heading back from the week long run, I was tired, needed a beer and a relieve fuck from a Croweater. We had just stopped at a red light when I seen a Fatboy sitting at the park and was curious as to who it belonged to. It was well taken care of, way better than the pos Bobby had back at TM. I looked over to the park to see if I saw the rider, no luck but I saw the most beautiful women I have ever seen. She had the blondest hair like almost white, in a side braid and was wearing a baby blue tank top and jeans that looked painted on and a pair of riding boots.

No she couldn't be the rider, no she was riding bitch. I was mesmerized by her but luck was not on my side, the light changed and we were heading back to to have ' Church' and then have drinks. The blonde hair beauty was probably going to be gone and I will never see her again. She most likely has a boyfriend or husband, someone like her couldn't be single but I didn't see anyone with her, maybe luck is on my side. Just hoping to see her again.

We all pulled into TM, parked and went inside the Clubhouse, went into 'Church' and we talked about our recent run and how well it went for a change. It was really nice not being shot at or being chased. A smooth run was always nice.

Just as we were finishing up Jax spoke up and said,
" Did you all see that Fatboy sitting at the park and did anyone see the rider?"
A sea of NO's was heard around the room, and questions were going to be asked. Who was the rider and why are they here? Are they threat? So many questions.

" All I seen at the park was a female, no guys around another than dad's with kids or joggers. No Kuttes or other colors that I could see." I said to the guys. Clay told us to be on alert and ended 'Church' and we went to the bar for drinks but me. I didn't want to partake in the festivities, I couldn't get the image of the angel at the park out of my head.

I went out to smoke and clear my head, I don't understand why I am so twisted up over a female that I have never met, I never get this way. I was never like this with Colleen, and she is the mother of my girls. I was racking my brain over this girl and it was killing me.

" You okay brother?" Happy asked and honestly I didn't know how to answer him, I was at a loss for words. Me Alexander Trager was twisted up over a piece of ass.

" Yeah brother just thinking that's all. I'm good brother." I patted him on the shoulder and told him I was heading out for a ride. He nodded his head and went back inside.

Cadences P.O.V

Man I was star struck by the mystery man on the bike, wow he was a mystery to me. What did he look like behind those sun glasses? What was under that vest? So many questions but why was I so worried about him? I just got out of a relationship and was just out for a ride to clear my head. Yeah just a ride but wow he was on my mind.

I got back on my baby and rode down the street, I was enjoying the time on the road until my baby started to act up. It was spitting and sputtering. Now I just gave her a tune up and did a double check before I left the gas station, so why was she acting up now? Man me without my tools and I didn't see a shop close to me, then I heard a lone Harley coming down road.

I happen to look up and it was him, the mystery man from the light. Maybe this was fate, no get you head out of the clouds girl, he's a biker most likely has a women back home, and even he didn't he most likely doesn't do relationships. Why was I so worried about him? Get it together women.

" Trouble with your bike doll?" He asked with that mega watt smile and took off his sunglasses. Man he had the bluest eyes I have ever seen in my life. Man he was sexy, I was in a trans. I didn't hear what he was saying until he was waving his hands in my face.

" I'm sorry but I spaced out, my bike was spitting and sputtering. I gave her a tune up before I left and double check her at the gas station, I don't know." I said to him. He came over and did a once over of my baby, gave my a nod of approval.

" She is a beautiful bike, never pegged a women to be a rider but I find it extremely hot doll." He smiled at me and I had to stop my eyes from rolling at his comments. Women are very capable of riding a bike, not just on the back of one.

He told me he worked at a mechanic shop and will have one of the guys to bring the flatbed truck to tow it back to the shop and have someone to look at it. I started to panic, no one has ever touched my baby, like ever but me or my dad. He must have had noticed my face and the fear in my eyes.

" Doll you ok? Are you in some kind of trouble? Is this bike stolen?" He kept firing questions at me and I couldn't answer him because I started to have a panic attack and it was getting hard to breathe, I haven't had one in a long time. Not since my dad's death. I was getting dizzy until I heard someone say,

" Look at me and match my breathing. Ok in and out, in and out, that's good sweetie, it's ok. You are safe." The guy said to me, he had a Mohawk and tribal tats on the side of his head. He wore a shirt that said 'Juan'. It looked like a mechanics shirt, it said 'Teller-Morrow'.

" My name is Juan and that is Alex but we call him Tig and people call me Juice, let's get your bike loaded and back to TM, we will take good care of it. No worries okay sweetie?" He asked and I nodded in agreement.

I got into the cab of the truck and headed to TM. I was about to meet the SONS of ANARCHY.