Shawn is mine.
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Christmas Eve is here, and Shawn and I are still adjusting to being in a relationship. We haven’t made any appearances at the clubhouse together but tonight we will be and I’m nervous. Sara and Hades are gone to spend the holiday with her family, so I won’t have her support. Though Shawn says Uno and Stephanie won’t be there either. I guess he is still in the hospital. Not that it matters. I shouldn’t be nervous. I lived at the clubhouse when I first came to town. Shelly and Amber will be there. I’m not sure if Harley and Reaper are coming. They are travelling to Drag Creek soon too. They are getting married on New Year’s Eve and she wants to be married in the same church her parents were hitched in surrounded by her Black Rebel Riders’ MC family.
The club members still in town for the holiday are bringing their wives and kids. Boogeyman and Shelly are dressing up like Santa and Mrs. Clause to hand out toys to the kids. I am sure the costumes are more of a kink for the two of them. Shelly says they have a very active and adventurous sex life.
Shawn said he had something to do so Jimmy and I are meeting him there. The one bright spot is clubwhores aren’t allowed at the family function which means no seeing Carmen and wanting to rip her head off for putting her mouth on my man.
When we arrive, Shawn isn’t here yet and I don’t see anyone I know that well except for Justin. I freeze unsure of how to proceed. I don’t want to come off rude and ignore the guy, but we did say our goodbye when I visited him in the hospital. Stephanie doesn’t appear to be with him and I wonder what he is doing here. I thought he was leaving for Texas first thing. I remind myself that whatever he has going on it is none of my business.
Jimmy recognizes him and darts through the crowd and goes straight for him. They high five then fist bump. I decide saying hello is the polite thing to do. “Hey, Uno.” I address him by his road name. Surprise registers on his face. We aren’t on personal terms anymore and I don’t think Shawn would appreciate the intimacy.
“Hey yourself.” He smiles at me, and I can see his gaze settling on my breasts instead of my eyes, and the butterflies I was afraid would come are nowhere to be felt.
“You look better. I’m glad to see you out of the hospital.” I mean it. I want him to be healthy and happy.
“You seem…different. I hear you and Cocky are moving in together.”
“Good news travels fast, I guess. But yeah, he makes me happy.”
“That’s good.”
“It is.” I look around the room for a familiar face as an awkward silence stretches between us. It’s funny to think just a few weeks ago I was banking my future on him and now he feels like a stranger or someone I used to know. I have no desire to stand here and make pleasant conversation with him. Boogeyman announces that it’s time for the kids to receive their gifts and I excuse Jimmy and me.
Shelly comes over to me. “Saw you talking to Uno.”
“Yeah. I was only saying hello.”
“He’s still watching you. You move…his eyes follow your ass.”
“Well he can watch all he wants but I’m not going back there. I’ve moved on.”
“So I hear. We need a girl’s night out soon.”
“Yeah we do,” I agree, as Jimmy sits on Boogeyman’s lap. Boogey says something and Jimmy lights up. “He’s good with kids?” My statement comes out as more of a question than I intended it to.
She licks her lips. “My man is great with kids.” They haven’t gotten pregnant yet. Shelly likes having Boogeyman to herself for now, but I can see it on her face she is definitely up for the challenge of trying. Boogeyman puts Jimmy down after giving him a wrapped present. Then the beast of a man winks at Shelly and motions his head toward the stairs. Shelly looks at me and I laugh.
“Go get your present,” I tease.
“Damn right I am.” She struts toward him. Her red velvet skirt moving with the sway of her hips, teasing at exposing her ass.
Jimmy crashes into my legs. “Look!” he holds up his package and I take him over by the tree with the other kids, so he can open his with everyone else.
Shawn doesn’t show until thirty minutes later.
“Sorry I’m late.”
“Where’ve you been?”
“Playing Santa for little man.” He grins, and I melt, loving that he is so thoughtful when it comes to Jimmy and making Christmas magical for him. “There might be something under that tree for you too. But I got a secret for you.”
“Oh yeah. What’s that?”
“This Santa only likes naughty girls. So how bad
have you been?”