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I growled at his disrespectful tone to Gabriella. “Who the fuck just growled at me?”
“That would be Pipe. My name is Gabby. We were out eating at the same place as your sister and her husband. Sonja’s husband got fresh with me. She called him out on it, and he slapped her across the face. Pipe saw it happen and knocked him out. She’s shaken up and wanted us to call you.”
He asked, “Sonja, you okay?”
Sonja smiled then and said, “I’m okay, Hammer, but I need your help.”
“Say no more.” Then we heard some shouting and then he was up and moving. That right there was a biker. I was sure of it. “Need me to come to the house or somewhere else?”
Leaning into Gabriella, I said into the phone, “Is this Hammer with Wrath MC, South Carolina chapter?”
He growled, “Depends on who the fuck is asking.”
“This is Pipe. Zagan MC.”
I heard an inhaled breath on the other end of the line. “Well, fuck me.”
“Fuck me indeed. If she’s okay with it, she can come to the clubhouse to wait on y’all.”
“Got it. Sonja, go with Pipe and his woman. No safer place for you. Hitting the road now.”
After Gabriella hung up the phone, I looked at Sonja. “You okay to drive?”
She nodded then, and I said, “Follow us. You need to stop for anything, just flash your lights, okay?”
And with that, we loaded up, hit the road, and headed back to the clubhouse. On the way there I placed a call to Asher and let him know what had happened, knowing he would give me the okay for them to come.
And the entire time back to the clubhouse, neither of us commented on the fact that Hammer had called Gabriella my woman.
Pulling back into the clubhouse, you could hear the rock music from the speakers blaring out some Metallica.
Helping her off my bike, Gabriella undid the strap on her helmet and handed it to me. “Keep it.”
She looked at me with an odd expression and asked, “Why?”
I shrugged my shoulders and said, “Because I bought it for you.”
Just then I heard Sonja’s car door open, and as she got out, she asked, “Is it okay if I park here?”
“Sure is. Come on, let's get some ice on your face,” I told her as we all headed into the clubhouse, Gabriella taking Sonja to the kitchen while I nodded to Asher.
After she had ice on Sonja’s face, they both stepped out into the main room, her helmet still tucked underneath her arm.
She walked her over to Stella and said, “Sonja, this is Stella, Asher, the club president’s daughter. I’m not an ole’ lady, so I can’t protect you from any of the men, but she can.”
Sonja nodded then and sat down in a chair beside Stella.
Gabriella walked over to me and said, “I’m going to go change into something comfortable.” She told me and, like the man I was coming to be where she was concerned, I followed her to her room and waited.
And my idea of what she would put on and hers were two different things. To my soon-to-be ex-wife that was nothing more than a comfortable blouse and slacks.
But to Gabriella, that was a long-sleeved t-shirt and some soft-looking shorts. She was even putting her long, curly hair out of the braid and then did some kind of voodoo crap that had it sitting perfectly on top of her head in a messy bun.
“Ready?” She asked, not even surprised to find me standing there outside of her room.
And all I could do was nod.
Because what I wanted to do was to trail my lips down the side of her neck and nibble the soft skin at her nape.
