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Dashawn
Deciding to take the last two weeks of March off to train with my brothers was a great decision. We were like a well oiled machine. Lyla was putting us through the paces, and we
were thriving.
We are leaving tomorrow morning. All the ranked members were riding their bikes, we had
three prospects come with us. All of our parents were coming. Joker came down with his
SAA and three of his prospects to watch over our club. Half of our club brothers were all
coming for support.
Of course Samantha was coming. She was driving with Kimber, Resa, Tabi and Kong. Tally
deciding to come at the last minute, she said she just needed to be there, for support, but I
had a strong suspicion she needed to be close to Demon. Ashton and Cia stayed behind to
hold down Star Media.
Right now, we were all having an early birthday dinner for Samantha. The atmosphere was jovial, everyone trying to forget for a minute that in less than a week we were going to be fighting for our lives.
After dinner, Samantha opened the many presents that everyone got her. She opened everything from a signature perfume set from Tally to new clothes and shoes for her ever–growing belly. I got her a pair of diamond earrings, a black onyx and diamond thumb ring that she had been admiring on her phone, that I caught a glimpse of one night, and her new
obsession which was baking, that she’d gotten so good at. My taste buds can attest to that. I got her a Kitchen Aid, and the best mixing bowls and baking pans I could find.
My dad thought I was insane getting her a kitchen appliance for her birthday. He said my mother would kill him. But Samantha was so excited she burst into tears and kissed me all
over my face shouting thank you. I gave my dad a smug look and he rolled his eyes. She was more excited about the mixer than she was about the jewelry. I have the best wife.
“I hate that I can’t ride with you,” Samantha pouted the next morning as we were all getting
ready to leave.
“I know baby, but we can’t risk our little sweet peas,” I said. I leaned down and kissed her, my hand on her belly, rubbing it. I couldn’t wait until our babies started moving. She was two weeks from being five months pregnant. I wanted to find out the s*x of our sweet peas and that’s where I read that movement should be starting and she at least could feel it. I was
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excited.
“You have your snacks and water?” I asked.
She nodded. I kissed her one more time, and we were on the road.
We rode for nine hours with a few breaks in between when we came to our first stop in Ohio where we were staying for the night at the LOC Ohio Chapter.
When Samantha got out of the SUV she was in, I helped put her property cut on, which looked fantastic with her pregnancy jeans, white long sleeve shirt, and her rounded belly. I couldn’t help the proud smile that came over my face. My woman was gorgeous and all mine.
A party was going on in our honor. Almost every LOC chapter wanted this change. I had gone to the bathroom and came out to find Samantha cornered by a behemoth mother f*cker appropriately named Mammoth. She was looking up at him wide–eyed with a little apprehension. I was walking up to them and I caught a snippet of his words to her.
“Come on pretty mama, just let me feel that belly. No one has to know. I just want to feel how
soft or hard it is.”
“I don’t think that’s very appropriate, Mr. Mammoth. Money doesn’t like anyone touching me.”
“I get that. You’re his woman, but you see I have this thing about pregnant women. I find them incredibly s*xy, and I just want to feel the baby.”
“Mammoth, you touch my woman and I will cut your hand off.”
He looked behind him, and he had the presence of mind to look a little sheepish. He wasn’t a bad guy. In fact, I’ve heard of his story. He lost his Old Lady in childbirth along with their child. He went a little crazy, so I understood him a little, but that doesn’t mean he can touch what is
mine.
“I’m sorry Money” he said, looking down, his deep voice sounding forlorn.
“It’s okay big guy, just know that it isn’t really appropriate to ask any woman, let alone a claimed woman.
“You’re right. Sorry.” He then looked at Samantha. “Sorry pretty mama.”
She melted, I saw it and I had to suppress myself from rolling my eyes, she had such a soft heart.
“It’s okay. Have a nice night,” she said softly.
I took her into my arms and told her his story. She was crying by the end of it and I held her
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tighter.
“I should have let him touch my belly.”
“No, this belly and these babies are mine,” I growled into her ear, making her shiver.
Lyla showed up, the clubs knew her and a lot of the men stayed clear of her, except one. She pointed at him and he nodded and disappeared. What was that all about?
“Hey cousin, what brings you here?”
“I’m joining you all, I want to see the fight, plus I needed some stress relief.”
I gave her a confused look.
“I need to get f*cked, Dashawn, hence my little boy toy disappearing to get our room ready.”
“Okaaay, didn’t need to know all of that.”
“What? Is me whipping and paddling one of my toys too much for you? I like to tie them up and gag them so they can’t use their safe word too early.”
“Jesus, Lyla, you can stop now.”
My girl giggled, Lyla, feeling satisfied that she mortified me enough, winked and went to the
back where her, gag, boy toy went.
The next morning after breakfast, we got on the road and stopped off in Missouri at another
LOC chapter.
I wasn’t in the partying mood. Samantha and I went to the room we were given, and I made love to her before we both passed out. I woke up in the middle of the night starving.
I slowly got out of bed not to wake my Sweet Girl, and in my boxers, went to the kitchen. I was
just about to enter the kitchen when I heard voices.
“You’re seriously telling me this now, before your big fight where something could happen to you? I know it isn’t likely, but what if it does, and you die? I only get your love for a couple of
days?”
That was Tally. I didn’t care that I was eavesdropping. This was some juicy sh*t, and I wasn’t
missing it.
“Tally, I have loved you since you were young. I couldn’t act on it. That would have been sick and illegal.”
“But what about when I confessed to you how I felt five years ago? You bolted on me. You
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looked disgusted by my confession.”
“NO! No, I wasn’t disgusted. But you were just about to start your dream, and you were going. to be home for months. I didn’t want to hold you back. This was something you have dreamed about since you were a kid.”
“We could have kept in touch.”
“I am a jealous and possessive man, Tally. Do you think I can handle your adoring fans, and
men ogling you in those tiny outfits you wear onstage?”
“How do you know what I wear on stage?”
“YouTube,” he mumbled.
There was silence for a minute, and then Tally started speaking again.
“So what now? You want me now?”
“I’ve always wanted you, I’ve never wanted anyone else.”
“You know I am going on tour for three months when this fight is over? You’ll still have to stay
in Vegas for a while to sort out the Vegas chapter before you can go back home. I’ll be gone
the time you return.”
“Then, will you be my Old Lady when you return?”
My jaw dropped. Holy sh*t! I decided I didn’t want to intrude on them, so I snuck back to my room. I cracked open a bottle of water and downed it to fill my belly. Climbing back into bed and pulling my girl into me, I smiled. I really hope Tally says yes. They needed this. I wanted one of my best friends and baby sister to be happy, and them together would do that.
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