"Hey you, didn't think you would call so soon. I'm just pulling a shift at the hospital tonight. Hannah said they were understaffed so I offered to pull the extra weight, might as well start early.”
I listen to her sweet voice, so unlike Beggar. Quinn the chatterbox.
"Yeah, that's good, just make sure your ass is in my bed when I get back,” Quinn is a great woman.
She understands I care for her. It's the most she will get from me and she is okay with that.
It is enough. She has no baggage, no emotional shit and she is older.
She understands my job with the government so I never have to keep shit from her.
I met Quinn before I got deployed for a retrieval mission in Hong Kong. It was a month after Beggar left me.
I was fucked, got into it with all the brothers besides Killer. He told me if he beat me up it'd be what I wanted and he wasn't feeling generous. Fucking ass-hole was always right, that time was no different
I was drowning in a river with no beginning, no end, so close to getting on my bike and saying fuck it to everything. Then I met talkative Quinn.
“When will that be? I thought you wanted me to meet you outside, how did outside get to inside, let a lone on your bed.”
“Babe, it's been a while, I need to see if I still have a dick left.”
“That's what your hands are for Zero, use it.”
This is what I like about her, her easy nature, the flow. Being with Quinn is as simple as breathing.
No stress, or fits, or getting lied to or ducking around like a fucking teenager.
Not sure how we happened, at first we were just two people, both dealing with our own stuff. She broke down and told me her story which wasn't anything half as bad as Beggar or the other women in my past.
I was reluctant at first to tell her anything but eventually I got pissed ass drunk and told her mine.
And in my drunken state we connected in every sense of the word, I fucked her and she wasn't that bad, gave me great head.
After I left the first time I started getting letters from her and now here I am four months later and my second mission in Trinidad completed, ready to get back to Kanla.
than what I give her. Nor, is she fucked in
she is. Letting Beauty go was hard, and I think I have let ago. I have
I don't want mine to end without settling down. I'm at the age in
thing Quinn made clear to me was that she never wanted to be
what I will give her after I find Beggar. Quinn is a good fit, we are both older and
I am going home, been a while since I've seen the brothers
last week when I told her the news. She is a new
is older than most of our women in the Kanla
you soon, don't forget, you bed
your ass
“See you tomorrow.”
just as I hear one of my club
you pussy footing, we gotta fuckin' move motherfucker's,” Drills big form marches into our bunk room as his voice
skin, green army vest and pants are all
you going home to your fuckin' wife?” I say to
people would think is fucked up but most biker's are old school like that, and Drill is one of the longest members of
started with the Satan Sniper's at sixteen. Storm's dad,
can snatch me a bride on the way to Houston, one of
woman away the minute you opened your god
why she needs to
member walks in. Grabbing my empty nap-sack from the top bunk I see
Bull used to be before his woman died.
Z. We all stopping in Kanla. Everybody is already there. River's introducing his lady to the rest of the chapters,” I say while I pack all the shit from
I had to dig around for my phone. I shoved it in the middle of my clothes. Learned that when I did my first tour and got back here only to find my phone damaged,
had enough padding around it to prevent any major damage. When the guys got in to playing it
Fuck man, that fucker doesn't know the meaning
that, he has a kid now, a hellion from what
my previous deployment. She almost blew up the barn, and made one hell of an impact on all
her hide and River and Killer were ready to give her a fucking medal of honor. Kid is something though, and stole the Prez's heart. The fucker loves her as any-man would love his
hates kids.” Massacre says as he joins us with Trey. The two are old friends from