Faye and Dante’s pool house the day he told me he had resigned his patch and taken a job as Darkness Rising’s head of security. I was shocked and humbled by his admission of what he had done in order for him to stay here in L.A. with me. He knew I loved it here, that I didn’t want to, but that I would leave my job if I had to, and took it upon himself to fix what would have been problems before they had a chance to rear their ugly heads.
The fact that Lyric was willing to sacrifice something he had wanted his whole life – to be part of the MC – for me made me feel more than a little guilty. But when he explained to me why he did it, that he couldn’t bear to be separated from me again for any length of time, which he would be if he stayed with the club, my guilt lessened a little.
It couldn’t have been an easy choice for him to make, and there are times my suspicions are proved right when I see Lyric staring at his bike for long, silent minutes. It’s in those instances that I yearn to go to him and tell him that it’s okay if he wants to patch back in. That I would support and love him no matter what he decides. But I don’t because he asked me not to. Actually, he made me promise I wouldn’t.
To cut a long story short; Lyric spent months slowly backing away from the club after his request to retire his patch was approved. Boss, Vengeance’s president, and Lyric’s dad’s best friend agreed to keep the news quiet until Lyric was ready to share it with his brothers as a personal favor to my husband.
In the MC world there are several ways to leave a club and most of them, save retiring your patch aren’t nice. In fact, some are downright brutal and barbaric. Having your ink removed being the worst.
However, the way Lyric chose to go out is the way a legacy member would. The patch declaring Lyric’s position in the club had he worked his way up to having one would remain property of the club, but he was allowed to keep his cut with the stipulation that he could no longer wear it out in public. Lyric would be welcome to visit his brothers at the clubhouse, attend hog roasts and family events, but only in the capacity of a friend of the club, nothing more.
Respect would be shown by the men he rode with. However, Lyric would have to earn the trust of the younger, newer members who weren’t around before he left. In essence, Lyric would become a glorified visitor in a place he once called home – a sad truth that made my heart ache for all that he sacrificed for me. For us.
There was a light at the end of the tunnel, though. Lyric loves his job coordinating and providing security for Darkness Rising. Not only does he get to come to work with me every day, which he claims is the best part about his new position, but he is utilizing his natural ability to assess risk and plan for worst case scenarios. It also doesn’t hurt that Lyric was given free rein to hire his own team of sudo-commandos as I call them, either.
The first man Lyric hired is, Ford. A twenty-nine-year-old, ex-who the hell knows what he did before, import from Houston, Texas who is Lyric’s right-hand man and new BFF. Sometimes I wonder if those two weren’t separated at birth they are so alike. But then I’m reminded of their differences when I see how Ford melts the panties off a different woman every night ending in Y.
Ford was followed by Eli, a disgustingly handsome, incredibly charming, and very married ex-police officer from Charlotte. His wife, Annabelle is equally attractive and sickeningly sweet, so, of course, that left Faye and I no choice but to adopt her as one of our own.
The last and newest recruit is, Jake. I haven’t managed to get a read on him yet, but you can bet your ass I’m trying to. Jake, or Shade as the guys call him, is the dark horse of the group. Quiet and watchful, it’s not often that you see any real emotion from him unless his best friend, Simon and his
The fact that Lyric was willing to sacrifice something he had wanted his whole life – to be part of the MC – for me made me feel more than a little guilty. But when he explained to me why he did it, that he couldn’t bear to be separated from me again for any length of time, which he would be if he stayed with the club, my guilt lessened a little.
It couldn’t have been an easy choice for him to make, and there are times my suspicions are proved right when I see Lyric staring at his bike for long, silent minutes. It’s in those instances that I yearn to go to him and tell him that it’s okay if he wants to patch back in. That I would support and love him no matter what he decides. But I don’t because he asked me not to. Actually, he made me promise I wouldn’t.
To cut a long story short; Lyric spent months slowly backing away from the club after his request to retire his patch was approved. Boss, Vengeance’s president, and Lyric’s dad’s best friend agreed to keep the news quiet until Lyric was ready to share it with his brothers as a personal favor to my husband.
In the MC world there are several ways to leave a club and most of them, save retiring your patch aren’t nice. In fact, some are downright brutal and barbaric. Having your ink removed being the worst.
However, the way Lyric chose to go out is the way a legacy member would. The patch declaring Lyric’s position in the club had he worked his way up to having one would remain property of the club, but he was allowed to keep his cut with the stipulation that he could no longer wear it out in public. Lyric would be welcome to visit his brothers at the clubhouse, attend hog roasts and family events, but only in the capacity of a friend of the club, nothing more.
Respect would be shown by the men he rode with. However, Lyric would have to earn the trust of the younger, newer members who weren’t around before he left. In essence, Lyric would become a glorified visitor in a place he once called home – a sad truth that made my heart ache for all that he sacrificed for me. For us.
There was a light at the end of the tunnel, though. Lyric loves his job coordinating and providing security for Darkness Rising. Not only does he get to come to work with me every day, which he claims is the best part about his new position, but he is utilizing his natural ability to assess risk and plan for worst case scenarios. It also doesn’t hurt that Lyric was given free rein to hire his own team of sudo-commandos as I call them, either.
The first man Lyric hired is, Ford. A twenty-nine-year-old, ex-who the hell knows what he did before, import from Houston, Texas who is Lyric’s right-hand man and new BFF. Sometimes I wonder if those two weren’t separated at birth they are so alike. But then I’m reminded of their differences when I see how Ford melts the panties off a different woman every night ending in Y.
Ford was followed by Eli, a disgustingly handsome, incredibly charming, and very married ex-police officer from Charlotte. His wife, Annabelle is equally attractive and sickeningly sweet, so, of course, that left Faye and I no choice but to adopt her as one of our own.
The last and newest recruit is, Jake. I haven’t managed to get a read on him yet, but you can bet your ass I’m trying to. Jake, or Shade as the guys call him, is the dark horse of the group. Quiet and watchful, it’s not often that you see any real emotion from him unless his best friend, Simon and his
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