Goose a devils highwayme.., p.15
Goose: A Devil's Highwaymen MC Romance, page 15
“Mi pequeño ciervo. You need to take a deep breath and try to breathe. Can you sit up and look at me, please?”
I nodded as Joker helped me sit against my headboard. I stared into dark eyes.
“Ground yourself, babe. Three things. I want you to look around you and name three things you see.”
I looked around, then back at him. “You, Willow’s painting, and my boots.”
“Good job, baby. Now name three sounds you hear.”
Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes. “Traffic, a bird, and your breathing.”
He laughed and stroked my hair. “Alright, last one. Move three parts of your body.”
I opened my eyes and wiggled my fingers, then raised my arms up in the air, then finally stretched my legs out.
Joker smiled and pulled me into him. “Grounding works wonders. Anytime you feel like you’re losing control, try that. Now, let’s talk about what happened. How are you feeling?”
“I hurt. Everywhere. But especially my heart.”
I cried again as Joker rubbed my back.
“Can I get you to the Medical Center? How far along were you?”
I just nodded my head as he lifted me and brought me to my car. “Five weeks. Doctor Tickner knows about the baby. Goose doesn’t and I plan to keep it that way.”
Joker just nodded as he drove me to the Medical Center. We snuck in the back as I called Doc. He met us and brought us up to a private room where nobody would see me.
Doctor Tickner examined me, then left the room silently while I cried on Joker’s shoulder. When the coast was clear, he brought me out and back to my home.
I stayed in bed and drank my life away while I mourned my baby. I couldn’t turn to anybody except Joker. He came to check on me daily and made me eat and shower. If it wasn’t for him, I would have drank myself away.
Nobody wanted me anyway, so it’s not like they would miss me. I was the disposable friend. The woman nobody wanted. Used up trailer trash.
I wanted to just fucking die, but Joker stayed by my side and brought me back to life. I flourished again and made a promise to myself to do better. No more playing games with Goose. I was going to be my own woman with my best friend, Joker, by my side.
I LOOK UP TO SEE LILAH crying. She jumps and wraps her arms around me tightly.
“I’m so fucking sorry! I should have been there. I’ve been a horrible friend.”
“It’s okay. I hid it pretty well from everybody. I just didn’t want to start any drama in your family. But look at me causing drama now.”
We’re hugging tight when Willow walks over and wraps her arms around the two of us.
“Fuck. I heard everything. I’m sorry, girl.”
“It’s okay. Really. I was in a dark place and didn’t turn to my friends when I should have. I’m just lucky Joker had my back.”
We all hug again and cry. Right then, I know how lucky I am to have these wonderful women to call my friends; my sisters. I need to stop being stubborn and turn to them when I’m in need.
The three of us pull apart and start to finish cooking the large dinner and dessert. I’m making salad, I stop and put the knife down.
“Do you think they’ll find Olivia?”
Lilah looks up at me, “Of course. And they’ll desecrate the Shadow Raiders for threatening and hurting us.”
I shake my head. “Something just seems off about it, and I can’t put my finger on it.”
Willow shrugs. “That’s what they want. Look at what happened with me...”
She reaches down to pet her dog, Orion, and I can tell she’s grounding herself. Willow still has a hard time with the PTSD of what the Shadow Raiders did to her.
We are just starting to place the food out when Thor comes walking in the kitchen.
“Hey ladies! Bambi, can I grab you for a minute?”
“Sure! What’s up?”
He smiles and turns back into the hallway. A beautiful blonde woman comes out from behind him.
She has these icy blue eyes that pop against her tan skin. Her blonde hair is pulled into braids and a ponytail that gives her a faux mohawk look.
Upon a closer look, she has gorgeous tattoos on her hands and upper arms. I smile and hold out my hand.
“Hi, I’m Bambi!”
She smiles and shakes my hand. “I’m Astrid.”
Thor steps up and puts his hand on her shoulder. “This is my baby sister. She’s living at my place for now while I stay here at the Clubhouse.”
“But not forever. I want to buy some land here and build my home. Erik here tells me how great it is and I just want to be close to the family I have left.”
I smile at her and nod. “I understand that. Well, this town is a great place to live and the club will always have your back. You’ve bartended before?”
“Yup. I also have a background in breeding and training horses. Another reason I need land. My guy is at a farm until I can get him a nice home.”
Lilah steps up and smiles. “We can help you with that. If you want him close, call me and we can set him up at our barn. Here’s my number. I’m Lilah.”
She hands Astrid a piece of paper and gets back to work. Willow hands her another one.
“Here’s my number. I’m Willow and my husband, Maverick, can help you with the land and house. He built ours!”
Astrid takes the papers and puts them in her pocket. “Thank you, girls! I’m excited to start over.”
Thor pulls her into him. “We lost our Afi, grandfather, a few months back. He was all we had, and it’s been rough. But I’m just glad to have Astrid here with me.”
I pat him on the arm. “We’ll take good care of her. Make sure the boys don’t need you for anything. Your sister is safe here.”
He laughs and kisses her on top of the head. “Alright. I’ll see you in a few.”
We all chat as we set dinner up. Astrid is going to fit right in.
Chapter Seventeen
Goose
WE ARE ALL SITTING at the bar when all the Old Ladies come out of the kitchen. But this time they have an unfamiliar woman with them.
Thor smiles and walks over to her, and that’s when I realize it’s his sister. I can see the resemblance between the two.
The women walk over to the bar and all the single brother’s turn to watch Thor’s sister. A few of them walk over and I can see Thor getting upset.
I can’t blame the kid. I don’t want to see guys eyeing my baby sister. Thankfully, she’s Striker’s Old Lady now and everybody keeps their eyes to themselves. Except Striker, who thinks it’s funny to push my buttons by sucking face with my baby sister in front of me...
I grumble and turn to watch as Bambi guides the women over to the bar. Hawk and I are sitting toward the end, and as soon as he sees them coming, he stands with a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Hey there. I’m Hawk.”
Thor’s sister smiled at him. “I’m Astrid. Nice to meet you.”
Bambi stands in front of Hawk and puts her hands on her hips. “Astrid is my new bartender and Thor’s baby sister. Hands off policy. Bye.”
I laugh and pull her into me to kiss. She tastes perfectly sweet as I push my tongue inside her mouth. Her honey lips pull me in and I run my fingers from the base of her neck up to her scalp.
Her soft hair tangles in my fingers and I pull her in closer to me when someone clears their throat behind us.
Striker is standing with his arms crossed right behind us.
“Sup, brother?”
“Wanna stop going at your Old Lady for a minute?”
I shrug, “Now you know how I feel when you got your hands all over my precious baby sister.”
Striker just laughs as he pulls us both into a hug. “Yeah, yeah. Just glad to have you two back to your normal selves. Now, stop sucking face and go get some dinner.”
Bambi and I laugh as we walk over with him to grab a plate. The women did great cooking up chicken with all the sides to go with it.
We walk over and sit down next to Lilah and Striker while their kids run wild. Mama is watching them and trying to get them to eat.
“Yo man, get your kids before they give mama a heart attack.”
Striker laughs and shakes his head. “Nope. She said to sit and eat and I don’t say no to her. Plus, we need a break from those hellions.”
“They’re your spitting fucking image, Striker. Attitude and all.” I take a bite of food, then look up at Striker. “You heard anything on Zane?”
Striker sits his fork down and sighs. “I dunno, man. Doc says it’s not looking too good. A lot of internal damage and possibly brain damage. We’re trying to stay positive but...”
Bambi sniffles beside me, and I pull her into me. “It’s gonna be okay. He’s a fighter. If, or should I say when, that kid pulls out, he deserves to be patched in. He works damn hard and helps everybody out, brother’s and Old Ladies.
Striker nods as he takes a sip of his beer. “We’ll talk about it at Church. I’m sure the other brothers will be on board too.”
I pull Bambi into me as we finish dinner. Things are calm now, but I know a storm is brewing.
We are just finishing eating when I notice Bambi is getting quieter. She isn’t her normal rowdy self.
“You okay, angel?”
She sighs and leans her head on my shoulder.
“Not really. I’m worried about Zane.”
“Let’s go upstairs and talk, okay?”
Bambi nods and I take her hand in mine. We pass everybody and head up the stairs to where the brother’s rooms are. Some of us have homes, but we all have rooms here for when we need to stay the night.
Coming to the last door, I take out my keys and unlock it. I bring Bambi right to the bed and sit her down. Kneeling down, I take her face in my hands.
“You gotta tell me what’s going on, Bambi.”
She tears up and I sit next to her, pulling her onto my lap.
“Zane...”
My heart hurts thinking of all the worst-case scenarios. Does she love him? Does Zane take my place in her heart?
“Zane thinks he’s my little brother. Doctor Tickner already gave us DNA tests and we’re just waiting on the results.”
I take a breath of relief knowing that there is nothing romantic there between them. I gently rub Bambi’s back as she cries.
“It’s gonna be okay. Zane is a fighter and if he’s related to you by that asshole, he’ll be resilient just like you. It will be okay, angel.”
She nods and lays her head on my chest. “I hope so. I can’t lose any more people I love, Goose.”
I gather her in my arms and pull her up to the pillows. “You won’t. I promise you that. I will do whatever I can to prevent any more people from getting hurt.”
Bambi leans up to kiss me, and I run my fingers through her soft hair. Her sweet lips are like fucking heaven.
“Distract me, Sawyer. Make me forget the hurt tonight, please.”
I deepen the kiss as I pull Bambi onto my lap. Her long tan legs spread across my thighs as her sharp fingernails dig into the side of my neck.
She pulls back and grabs the hem of her shirt, then pulls it off. I take the moment to rip my cut and shirt off.
Bambi is wearing a lacy black bra that cups those perfect breasts. I pull the one cup down and suck a nipple into my mouth.
Bambi moans, and I gently lay her down as I move to the other nipple. She looks beautiful as she writhes underneath me.
“Spread your legs, baby.” I growl as I push between them.
I slowly stroke myself as Bambi bites down on her bottom lip. I spread her legs wide open and she whimpers as I push them even wider.
I grab Bambi’s legs and stretch them around my hips. Pushing my hips to hers, I let my cock tease over her lips.
Bambi purrs as I move back and forth. I slowly push and she throws her head back in pleasure.
“That’s it, angel. Let me in.” I groan as I slide my cock into her tight opening. “Open that perfect pussy for me. Let me fuck my Old Lady like she deserves to be fucked.”
Bambi cries out in pleasure, mewling under me. Her nails rake down my biceps and to my chest.
As I push in further, Bambi throws her head back and moans. She looks so fucking beautiful, taking all of my cock.
I lean down and as our lips crush together; I slam the rest of me deep inside of her. Bambi screams into my mouth, clinging and wrapping her legs tight around me.
We rock together, urging each other on as I slide out and then all the way back in. I slide my hand between us and let my thumb roll over her clit in slow circles.
I thrust in and out of her and then press down on her clit. Bambi explodes, throwing her head back and screaming out. Her body arches off the bed and slams against me.
I continue to keep fucking her with deep, powerful thrusts. I fuck her right through her climax as she begs for more.
“Don’t stop, Sawyer. Oh god, don’t stop.”
I snake my hand up and cup her breast, tugging at her nipple as she clamps down around me, flooding me with more of her sweet juices as she comes again.
“That’s it, Bambi. Come for me. You’re all mine.”
I thrust into her, gripping Bambi’s hips tightly as I grind deep into her. She moans and pulls my mouth down to hers as our lips collide.
Tongues duel as I slam into her over and over. I can feel myself getting near the edge.
“Make this pussy come for me. Come with me, Bambi. Take my cock and take my cum, angel.”
I thrust into her, and Bambi loses all control. She cries out in pleasure, gripping at the blankets beneath us. She gasps as I thrust into her again and again before I groan and slam myself to the hilt inside her pussy.
Thick jets of my come erupt inside of Bambi. We both cry out and shudder on the bed, shaking together in ecstasy.
Bambi lays beneath me, panting for air as I slowly roll us over on our sides, my cock still rock-hard and deep inside of her.
I wrap my arms around her and gently kiss her neck. I slowly pulled out but still kept my arms wrapped around her.
“Get some sleep, babe.”
Bambi snuggles in close to me as she murmurs, “Goodnight, Sawyer. I love you.”
I kiss the top of her head and whisper back, “I love you too, Bambi.”
My eyes close and I know I can’t fight sleep any longer. I happily sigh as I slowly close my eyes and fade to sleep.
A FEW DAYS HAVE GONE by and there’s no sign of Olivia. Everything has been quiet as we make our final plans for retribution and Joker’s takeover.
We are all hanging around the Clubhouse when Doc comes in. He has a folder in his hand and walks right up to me.
“Can you find Bambi and bring her to Striker’s office? I have some information to share with her.”
I nod and walk toward the kitchen to find her. She’s busy making cookies with Astrid and Lilah while Willow paints with the kids at the large dining room table.
“Hey, babe. Doc is here and needs to talk with you.”
I can see the concern all over her face as she looks up. Bambi wipes her hands on her apron then unties it to place on the counter.
“Alright. Let’s get this over with.”
We walk up the stairs and open the door to Striker’s office. Doc is sitting behind the old wood desk with his hands folded.
I help Bambi sit down, then stand behind her with my hands on her shoulders. I nod at Doc and he opens up the manila folder.
“Well, I have some good news and some bad news. What do you want to hear first?”
Bambi looks up at me and then back to Doc. “Good news, I guess.”
He takes out a piece of paper and slides it across the desk.
“Zane is your half-brother. Your father was also his father.”
Bambi cries as she clutches the paper to her chest. “What’s the bad news?”
Doc sighs and looks down. “Zane isn’t doing too well. He had another episode last night. We’re worried about permanent brain damage at this point...”
Bambi turns to me and I gather her into my arms as she cries out. I sit down in the chair, pulling her into my lap as Doc just shakes his head.
“His body is fighting hard. It would be a miracle if he came out of this with no serious damage. I just want you to prepare-”
Screaming downstairs interrupts Doc. All three of us jump up and run out the door. Coming down the steps, I can see Knuckles hovering over a small body lying in the middle of the floor.
Bambi runs out in front of me and drops to her knees. “Doc! It’s Olivia!”
Doc rushes over and kneels next to Bambi. “Move back, son. I need to look at her.”
Bambi moves but Knuckles growls and glares at Doc. “I’m not fucking moving. Do your shit around me.”
Lilah comes running out and gets down as Bambi gets up. Doc rambles off medical supplies they need.
“I’ve got all of that here, Doctor Tickner. There’s an empty room you can move her to just past the kitchen.”
He nods as Lilah rushes off to grab supplies. Doc looks up at Knuckles. “Can you help me move her?”
Knuckles grunts in response and gently picks Olivia up. Doc trails behind as they disappear down the hallway.
About an hour later, Doc emerges from the hallway. “Olivia is stable but needs to be moved to the hospital.”
“I’ll get a van set up for you two.”
“Three. Knuckles is insistent on coming.”
Striker comes up behind Doc and places a hand on his shoulder. “I’ll send Goose and Tank along with you.”
Doc nods and heads back to the room. I turn to Striker and huff.
“What the fuck is going on? Why Olivia? She’s a fucking kindergarten teacher with no association to the club.”
Striker just shrugs his shoulders. “No fucking clue, man. But we need to put an end to this quickly. How’s everything looking?”
“Good. Few more things and we’ll be all set. Joker is good too.”
“Good, good. Check on Zane while you’re at the hospital. Church in the morning. Stay safe, brother.”
