Max Raith.
Royalty.
I noted, “And you know my uncle.”
A second nod. “I do.”
Mine was not. He was a member, but I knew he was important to the original charter.
So I knew his uncle.
He knew my uncle.
We knew each other, but we didn’t know each other, and still standing, staring, I knew we both wanted to know each other.
FOUR
Christopher
KESS FOSTER.
They never told me how gorgeous she was going to be, but she was. My dick had been hard for an entire year straight, and she was standing here, done with high school, and she never had a clue she’d been in danger.
‘Club business.’ That’s what her uncle said he told her.
Club business, my ass. She had a right to know her life had been threatened and that she was the reason I was even here. All year. Her uncle was at the house until I got situated. We had a security system put in place, and I holed up close in the house next door. She never knew. Ever. When I rode my bike up, I went into the backyard. I asked Heckler, her uncle, if she wondered about the bike sounds. His response was she didn’t. There were other bikes riding up and down their street but none of them were MC bikers.
I guess it worked.
As for the other reason I was here, I’d been the one chosen. A year older than her, I’d already graduated, and Max had been adamant I get my degree. Then this situation came up where there’d been rumors of someone trying to push in on a territory that wasn’t quite ours, but we also didn’t want to let anyone else in. Mix that with a few whispers that came down the pipeline one of ours had a niece in Roussou, California and how pretty her head might be as a trophy.
Max hadn’t waited.
I got the order to head out immediately.
Word was worked out with local law enforcement. There were other players in town, a whole ‘crew’ system in the school so I hadn’t needed to be around during the day. Not much. Not until the last semester. Things got dicey, and she had no clue, so I started hanging out a bit more than she realized.
But I was there, watching, and feeling like a creeper.
The threat was recently eliminated, so I got the call to head back to headquarters.
I waited, wanting to actually talk to her for once.
And I was back to this: Kess Foster. Beautiful and she was the kind that didn’t know it. And what was more, she wasn’t a common beauty; she was unique. Her hair was so blonde, it was almost white. It looked like she dyed it with some dark roots, but that was just her hair.
Heckler had the same hair, and it was weird.
If we were told that aliens came down and had been walking among us, I would’ve instantly thought Heckler and Kess were from them. That was in addition to their eyes. I had clear blue eyes. I knew this, and it was something I got a fuck-ton of attention from. They were my weapon. I could yield them how I wanted, but in her school, I kept my head down and my mouth shut. No one messed with me, but that was a testament to the school itself. The dynamics had been interesting here.
But my eyes weren’t like hers.
Hers were an ice blue. Almost gray, almost just white too. I’d never seen eyes like hers.
One woman giggled over Heckler, saying his eyes were like a vanilla chai latte with a dash of light blue in them. Eerie.
But Kess didn’t know.
She’d been in a crew, and those five guys had been protective of her. That was, until a storm went down and their crew disbanded. I watched it happen.
I watched as each guy left and were now already doing their own thing. One guy remained, but he’d shunned her, and I had no idea why.
She was alone, and she just graduated high school.
She shouldn’t be alone.
This was the summer she was supposed to have a last hoorah with her friends before heading to college. That was one thing I had been proud of, because she was smart. She was going to school. Some in our life, my life, didn’t do academic institutions. They were looked at as weapons for the ‘other’ way of life.
Max didn’t view them that way, and I was glad that Heckler said his niece didn’t either.
She was going to a fancy sounding school.
I