Storm (Storm MC 1)

He grinned at me for a moment longer and then said, “Okay, time to get you clean and then to sleep.”

Fifteen minutes later we were in bed, me on my side and J behind me with his arms and legs wrapped around and over me. He murmured in my ear, “Goodnight, beautiful. I love you.”

Yep, this and J were home. “I love you too, honey,” I replied and drifted off to sleep.

Chapter 15

Jason

Wednesday rolled around and it was back to club business for me. Now that Nix was out of the picture, we could focus solely on our business interests and I sensed a distinct change in attitude in the clubhouse that morning. Marcus had called a meeting for ten am and he outlined where we were at with key dealings. Storm had numerous business interests – restaurants, retail outlets, clubs – all legit, because we liked to keep our nose clean these days. We had moved ourselves out of drugs years ago and it had taken a lot of heat off the club. Currently we had some distribution problems that needed resolving and he asked Scott and me to deal with that while he handed other jobs off to everyone else. The meeting was finished by ten thirty, and I was about to head out with Scott when Marcus stopped me.

“I had a talk with Madison last night. Seems she thinks she’s gonna be okay. I’m not convinced and need to know where you think her head is at,” he said.

“She told you that we’re back together?” I asked.

He shook his head, “No, but any fool could work that out, J. And to be honest, I think that’s a good fuckin’ thing. She needs someone like you to pull her into line and I’m hopin’ like hell that you can help her keep her shit together. All this stuff with Nix and Bec must be doin’ her head in but she’s fuckin’ stubborn and won’t talk about it.” He was frustrated and with good reason; Madison could be a pain in the ass when it came to leaning on others for support.

“I think she is stronger than you give her credit for. Your daughter’s a fighter, Marcus, and yeah, she doesn’t like to talk about shit but she’s obviously learnt other ways of dealing with it. I’m keeping an eye on her and will let you know if anything comes up,” I replied.

Marcus’s steady gaze lingered on me for another moment, taking in everything I had said and then he nodded, “Ok. Good. I’ll leave that with you,” he seemed reassured and I left him to find Scott so we could go and sort out this distribution issue.

***

“So, you and Madison, huh?” Scott looked over at me as we drove back to the clubhouse. We had been out all day dealing with problems and I was more than ready to call it a day. Madison had called around lunch time to tell me she was going out job hunting and to organise to meet me at the clubhouse by five o’clock. It was nearly five now and I was distracted thinking about her. “Brother, did you hear me?” Scott pulled me from my thoughts.

“Yeah, we’re together,” I confirmed.

“Good, it’s about fuckin’ time.”

I chuckled. “Seems you and Marcus can agree on that. It’s a work in progress but mark it, I’m gonna marry her one day.”

Scott snapped his head in my direction, a stunned look on his face. “Yeah?”

“Yeah. Haven’t told her yet though,” I answered.

Scott laughed, “Uh, I hate to break it to you, but you don’t generally tell a woman you’re gonna marry her, J. And I really hate to fuckin’ break this bit of news to you, but nobody tells Madison to do anything.”

“Mark my words, brother. I might ask her, I might tell her, but either way, it’s happening.”

“You two are made for each other, both as stubborn as fuck,” he shook his head.

As we pulled into the parking lot of the clubhouse, Madison was walking towards the front door and I took in her sexy dress and heels. Her long hair was up in a ponytail and this excited my dick. Christ, I couldn’t wait to get her upstairs. She turned and waved at me before going inside.

Scott looked at me, shaking his head, “Keep your dick in your pants.”

“You wait till you find someone, Scott, and then you’ll understand.”

“Not fuckin’ likely,” he muttered.

I found her sitting at the bar with Stoney. I liked Stoney, but I didn’t like the way he was looking at Madison. “Eyes off her tits, Stoney,” I snapped.

Madison’s eyes widened and I waited for her response but she surprised the fuck out of me with her silence.

“Yeah, yeah,” he grumbled, moving off his stool to stand, “I’m outta here.”

“His eyes weren’t on my tits, J,” she said as we watched him leave.

“Yeah, baby, they were.”