"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.
I give her. Nor, is she fucked in the head and plotting
it is who she is. Letting Beauty
too short, I don't want mine to end without settling down. I'm at the age in my life where I
thing Quinn made clear to me was that she never wanted to be the
Quinn
can't believe I am going home, been a while since I've
last week when I told her the news. She
than most of
don't forget, you
get your ass
“See you tomorrow.”
as I hear one of my club
gotta fuckin' move motherfucker's,” Drills big form marches into our bunk room as his voice still
skin, green army vest and
for, you going home to your fuckin' wife?” I say to him
kisses my cheek, which many people would think is fucked up but most biker's are old school like that, and
the club formed, forty years back. At fifty six the man started with the Satan Sniper's at sixteen. Storm's dad, Ribs, our
on the way to Houston, one of those
scare any woman away the minute you opened
she needs to
another member walks in. Grabbing my empty nap-sack
me of Bull, well what Bull used
introducing his lady to the rest of the chapters,” I say while I pack all the shit from the top of my bed in
middle of my clothes. Learned that when I did
enough padding around it to prevent any major damage. When the guys got in to playing
fucker doesn't know the meaning
be talking about the brother like that, he has a kid now, a hellion from what Toad tells me,” I snort
previous deployment. She almost blew up the barn,
were ready to give her a fucking medal of honor. Kid is something though, and stole the Prez's heart. The fucker loves her
he joins us with Trey. The two are