"Choose. Her or the club." Briac demanded thrusting the gun in my hand as I looked back at her. The Riders are my family but she is the love of my life. How can I kill the one who owns my heart but how can I betray my club?
Amara's father was an und...
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Amara
It was probably past midnight at the diner, Deadpan was sitting at a back table, I give him whatever he wants to make up hitting him... that seems to work. Food fixes everything no matter the problem plus he doesn't mind his name.
"Here, keep the change." A man who has been here for a while said passing me a twenty, the smell of BO and cigarettes strong around him as he took out his phone. "Yeah tell D I'll be right there. See ya. So Drya you free sometime this week?"
I took the money and rang him up in the register, "Sorry I have a boyfriend."
The man tsked, "that's a shame. Maybe that circumstance will change allowing you and I to be acquainted. Be a shame to waste someone who looks like you." He growled answering his phone, "I'm going tell boss I'll be there in an hour."
I shuffled on my feet looking at Deadpan who was on his phone not paying attention before looking at the customer putting his phone away. "I'll be seeing you again Babe."
With that the man walked out letting me release a breath I was holding as I bent down picking up my recipe book; sometimes people are real creeps. Flipping through the page I groaned trying to think of what to name after Ryker if I open a bakery. A thought plaguing my mind ever since he brought it up, more so than my current problem either falling in love with him or dragging his club into my problems. Maybe I should put a bullet to the head from M8s on that list too. My book slammed shut when nothing I have so far is good enough for Ryker.
Okay focus do I want savoury or sweet. Opening my book up to an open page I wrote down 'sweet- light sweetness.' It can't be something that has too much sugar since he really doesn't like sweet things, which took me a month to find out, poor guy was eating cupcakes and pies before I realized that. I can also use alternative sweetness to keep sugar count down whenever I create the recipe.
Hmmmmm, he does like fruit tarts, something a little sweet with a sharp flavour that cuts it. Like the pear, honey and sea salt tarts so maybe I can work from there. I started to write down different fruits that I can use as a basis and possible undertone flavours that would make it more special. Do I want a dark chocolate for bitterness?
Feeling someone walk beside me I slammed my book closed seeing Ryker look at me confused at my abruptness, "Stop scaring me." He chuckled, walking over to me and kissing me deeply making a moan come out, "Meeting went that bad huh?"
"Well I am alive so I am going to take that as I win...Ouch!" He rubbed his chest that I just hit as I glared at him.
I detangled myself to walk over to the coffee maker, grabbing the pot giving Hamlet and Tatt some coffee as they already helped themselves to tarts, "Not allowed to joke about that."
I knew that he had a Sergeant of Arms deal that he had to go to though he didn't tell me the specifics since he fucked me into a sleep. All I know is that it had to do with Sorrentinos and tensions with M8s.
