Simone passed." Zara glared.
Deanna rolled her eyes.
"Oh, God. Koda's mum died?"
Nary's hand came over mine. "You didn't know?"
Shaking my head, I whispered, "No. We don't talk, honestly."
The front door opened once again, and Kalen came in with another woman and two other bikers; they both looked like they would kill anyone if they breathed the wrong way.
The woman came up to Nary and placed her hand around her waist. Nary's arm went around her shoulders.
Dive stepped up and barked, "Things ready for lunch?"
"Yes." I nodded. He grunted and kept walking out the back with the other two bikers.
"Oh, shit." Low whistled in the silent room after all the men had once again left.
"Is he always like that?" the new woman with red hair asked. "Sorry, I'm Josie and the two men you saw are Calen and Eli, also known as Pick and Billy."
"Mena, and yes, he's always like that."
The room fell silent again. All women in their own thoughts.
"Josie also forgot to mention the men she said are hers, as in she's bonking the both of them," Deanna blurted.
My eyes widened, and everyone started laughing.
It was just what we needed, and somehow I knew Deanna knew that, because when I looked at her, she winked.
The day was amazing. I loved all of Kalen's friends. They couldn't get over the fact I called him Kalen. But I said I found it strange to call him Dive since I didn't know he was a biker. Then I asked why his biker name was Dive. All women laughed around me, even Judy. Then Zara said, "You don't want to know, or better yet, you should ask him."
They were so different in personality, yet, they all complemented each other. When one got too much, either Deanna or Low, the others brought them back down. They were wonderful. I was glad Kalen had people like them around him, but I didn't understand why he moved away from it. I knew Zara, Clary, and Deanna were in Ballarat, but the others were close to Kalen, and I could tell they thought highly of him. Some of the stories I heard… didn't describe the man I knew. They described someone with a lot of laughter in his life, a man who loved trouble, but in a good way.
Losing Simone, who was also Josie's best friend, really did something to him.
That kind of pain I could understand. Had felt even, and still felt some days.
It just seemed to fester inside of Kalen.
Later, after I put Koda down for his nap, which was the only nap he now had during the day, I was walking down the hall towards the kitchen when I paused, hearing male voices.
"Mena's pretty hot." I recognised Dodge’s voice. I rolled my eyes.
A snort answered. "If you like the type who annoys the hell out of you, with a voice that irritates me every time she talks. Who's always lookin' scraggly and is putting on weight like a fuckin' freight train? Sure."
Arching my shoulders in defeat, my head dropped forward. With watery eyes to the floor, my hands wrapped around my stomach. Each word was like a knife to the gut, a new stab wound each time he put me down. My heart, not wanting to be left out, felt as though a hot poker was being slashed at my skin across my chest.
I knew he didn't like me. I just didn't know how much.
My hand went to the wall to steady me. My legs seemed to shake like my insides were and suddenly, I felt cold all over.
He really hated me.
Why did he keep me around?
Why would he say such things?
How could one person be so mean?
"Bit harsh there, brother. It seems to me you're just—"
Dodge didn't get to finish because foolishly, I had stumbled forward. The movement and shuffle brought their attention to me.
My heart beat loudly in my chest. My ears rang. My hands shook. But I stood tall as both men came into the living room just off the hall.
"Fuck," Dodge muttered roughly.
Licking my dry lips, I cleared my throat and stammered, "S-sorry to interrupt. I-I just wanted to say Koda is sleeping and… I must go."
"Jesus, Mena," Kalen groaned.
"Do you mind I say a quick goodbye to
Deanna rolled her eyes.
"Oh, God. Koda's mum died?"
Nary's hand came over mine. "You didn't know?"
Shaking my head, I whispered, "No. We don't talk, honestly."
The front door opened once again, and Kalen came in with another woman and two other bikers; they both looked like they would kill anyone if they breathed the wrong way.
The woman came up to Nary and placed her hand around her waist. Nary's arm went around her shoulders.
Dive stepped up and barked, "Things ready for lunch?"
"Yes." I nodded. He grunted and kept walking out the back with the other two bikers.
"Oh, shit." Low whistled in the silent room after all the men had once again left.
"Is he always like that?" the new woman with red hair asked. "Sorry, I'm Josie and the two men you saw are Calen and Eli, also known as Pick and Billy."
"Mena, and yes, he's always like that."
The room fell silent again. All women in their own thoughts.
"Josie also forgot to mention the men she said are hers, as in she's bonking the both of them," Deanna blurted.
My eyes widened, and everyone started laughing.
It was just what we needed, and somehow I knew Deanna knew that, because when I looked at her, she winked.
The day was amazing. I loved all of Kalen's friends. They couldn't get over the fact I called him Kalen. But I said I found it strange to call him Dive since I didn't know he was a biker. Then I asked why his biker name was Dive. All women laughed around me, even Judy. Then Zara said, "You don't want to know, or better yet, you should ask him."
They were so different in personality, yet, they all complemented each other. When one got too much, either Deanna or Low, the others brought them back down. They were wonderful. I was glad Kalen had people like them around him, but I didn't understand why he moved away from it. I knew Zara, Clary, and Deanna were in Ballarat, but the others were close to Kalen, and I could tell they thought highly of him. Some of the stories I heard… didn't describe the man I knew. They described someone with a lot of laughter in his life, a man who loved trouble, but in a good way.
Losing Simone, who was also Josie's best friend, really did something to him.
That kind of pain I could understand. Had felt even, and still felt some days.
It just seemed to fester inside of Kalen.
Later, after I put Koda down for his nap, which was the only nap he now had during the day, I was walking down the hall towards the kitchen when I paused, hearing male voices.
"Mena's pretty hot." I recognised Dodge’s voice. I rolled my eyes.
A snort answered. "If you like the type who annoys the hell out of you, with a voice that irritates me every time she talks. Who's always lookin' scraggly and is putting on weight like a fuckin' freight train? Sure."
Arching my shoulders in defeat, my head dropped forward. With watery eyes to the floor, my hands wrapped around my stomach. Each word was like a knife to the gut, a new stab wound each time he put me down. My heart, not wanting to be left out, felt as though a hot poker was being slashed at my skin across my chest.
I knew he didn't like me. I just didn't know how much.
My hand went to the wall to steady me. My legs seemed to shake like my insides were and suddenly, I felt cold all over.
He really hated me.
Why did he keep me around?
Why would he say such things?
How could one person be so mean?
"Bit harsh there, brother. It seems to me you're just—"
Dodge didn't get to finish because foolishly, I had stumbled forward. The movement and shuffle brought their attention to me.
My heart beat loudly in my chest. My ears rang. My hands shook. But I stood tall as both men came into the living room just off the hall.
"Fuck," Dodge muttered roughly.
Licking my dry lips, I cleared my throat and stammered, "S-sorry to interrupt. I-I just wanted to say Koda is sleeping and… I must go."
"Jesus, Mena," Kalen groaned.
"Do you mind I say a quick goodbye to
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