Bella Chapter 14

It had been just shy of two weeks of happiness with Boomer. Not to say we didn't ever butt heads on anything because we did. However, they were resolved pretty quickly. And when they were, the make-up sex was even hotter, which I didn't think would be possible. The only blight was the fact the four guys I'd let down were still not fully talking to Boomer. They seemed to be better with me, except for Vicious. When we'd come into the clubhouse, if at all possible, he'd leave.

I knew he'd given Boomer a half-assed apology, but it was clear he still resented him. I seemed to be more worried about it than my man was. He said it would get better. I was hopeful tonight would sweeten their moods. We were all to be at the clubhouse after work. It would appear to be just another Friday night where everyone hung out. Only this one had an added bit. Ashes, Vicious, and Dragon didn't know it, but tonight, they would be patched in as full members.

Last week, the guys met in church and voted. Afterward, Boomer had sworn me to secrecy before telling me what they had planned. They were bringing in a ton of food and would party with them after they were given their new cuts, ones with their actual names on them and the full rockers on the back. I was proud of how much biker lingo I was picking up. What Boomer didn't tell me, the ladies did. He explained they'd been prospecting for almost two years, which was the longest time for any of them. It wasn't due to them doing anything wrong. It was just ongoing craziness in the club and town and the desire to hold off having to hunt for more prospects.

The club was in talks with a few guys they thought might make good prospects to take their places. Tanner was still one and would be for a while since he was on active duty. Eventually, after he got done with this enlistment, he'd finish prospecting, and then, barring anything major, he'd be patched in, too.

I was excited to see a patching-in ceremony, which made me wish my day was done so I could get ready to go to the clubhouse before it started. Boomer wanted to come pick me up, but I told him I'd see him there. The club had things to do, plus he worked himself. He'd grumbled, but in the end, he agreed after I promised I'd spend the night there. Since our first night together, we'd been spending most of our nights at my house. I was trying not to make the four guys uncomfortable. Boomer said no more last night. They had to get over their butt hurt, his words, not mine.

I was counting the minutes down until the end of Walker's lesson. He was the last one of the day. His mom had dropped him off right after school and promised to pick him up when he was done. I was relieved to see she was still bringing him. Will hadn't been here for the past couple of weeks, ever since I refused another date and informed him I was seeing someone. I hadn't bothered to tell him who. It wasn't any of his business.

"You did great today, Walker," I praised him later as we were waiting for his mom. He'd helped me to get the horses down for the night. They'd be good until morning, although my landlord was coming to check on them. He lived close by, and he used to keep horses. He enjoyed any chance I gave him to help out.

"Thanks, Ms. Bella. I love coming here. I wish I could do it every day."

"I know you do. How's school?"

He filled me in on what was exciting for a boy his age, which was not school but consisted of video games and beginning to include girls. I was teasing him and asking if there was a certain girl he liked more than the others when I heard a car coming. I smiled as I glanced up to wave at his mom. Only it wasn't his mom. It was Will's car. I barely held in my groan. He was the last person I wanted to deal with today. Hopefully, he'd pick up his son and leave. I saw Walker's face fall when he saw who it was. I wasn't sure why. He usually liked his dad, or so I thought. The car stopped, and Will got out before Walker could get to the car. He came stomping up with a scowl on his face.

"Hi, Dad," Walker said with a tentative smile.

"Son, go wait in the car. I need to talk to Bella," Will ordered him.

"O-okay, sure. Bye, Ms. Bella. See you next week."

"Sure thing. Have a good weekend," I told him with a smile. He made his way to the car but kept glancing back at us. As soon as he was in it, I looked back at Will.

"What can I do for you, Will?"

"You can tell me what I heard is a damn lie."

"What have you heard?" I had no idea what he was talking about.

"That after you went on a date with me, you went out with five different bikers, and not only did you do that, but you're now hooking up with one of them!" he said louder.

"Will, who I choose to go on a date with or who I'm seeing is none of your business. My personal life is just that. Personal."

"So, it's true what I heard all over town. You're whoring yourself out to those Infidels."

"I'm not whoring myself out to anyone. Yes, my boyfriend happens to be one of them. Now, I'd appreciate it if you'd leave. I have someplace I have to be in a little while."

"Wait until I tell others about the kind of woman you are. There's no way they'll want you teaching their impressionable kids. Kiss your business goodbye," he said with a sneer, the vindictive little prick. What a sore loser.

"Listen, you petty asshole. If you go around slandering my name, I'll sue your ass. No one threatens me."

"You don't have the money to sue me," he said smugly.

"Watch me. Now, get off this property before I call the cops. You're trespassing."

As he walked away, he called back to me. "You'll regret ever choosing someone over me."

I watched him get into his fancy car and tear out. Walker was giving me a worried look as he did. My heart was racing in anger, but my stomach was nauseated at the thought of Will carrying through with his threat. Running into the house, I went to take my shower. While I washed, I thought over what I should do. When I was out, I grabbed my phone. I wanted so badly to call Boomer, but he'd lose it if I told him, so instead, I called Londyn. She'd help me figure out a way to stop Will.

I was bouncing on my toes by the time she answered. "Sorry, I left my phone in the other room. Are you done early? If so, just come on out."

"Londyn, I need to talk to you before I get there," I told her as I put her on speaker so I could work on the rest of my primping.

"What happened? I can hear the stress in your voice through the phone. Did Boomer do something?"

"Why do you automatically think it's him?"

"Because he's a man, and they are the problem ninety-nine percent of the time, and since you're together so much, it was a good guess. Torpedo is usually the one I want to kick."

I did give a weak chuckle. She was right about the man thing. "You're right. It is a man, but not Boomer, and before you ask, it's not any of the other Infidels. It's Will."

"Will? As in Walker's dad? When did you see him? I thought he wasn't bringing him anymore?"

"He hasn't been, but he picked him up about fifteen minutes ago, and we had words. I need your help on how to handle this. I can't tell Boomer, or he'll probably tear his head off."

"Okay, hit me."

I quickly ran her through the short conversation. When I was done, she was swearing. "That lowlife motherfucker. We should tell Boomer so he can bomb his house," she snarled.

"And that's why I can't tell him. I don't want Will dead, just not carrying out his threat. I can't afford to lose my livelihood. What should I do?" My hand was shaking as I worked on my makeup, not the best thing to do. I had to wipe off the eyeshadow with makeup remover and start again.

"Let me think about it, and I'll get back to you. Don't worry. We won't let Will ruin your life. When we're done, he'll be the one who can't show his face in Tenillo if he tries anything. Now, I know it's hard, but you need to put him out of your mind and get your sexy ass ready and over here. We're having fun tonight, even if it kills us. You know your man will be chomping at the bit to see you. I swear you two are worse than me and Torpedo," she snorted.

She diverted me with her remarks, and we argued playfully for several more minutes before I let her go. When I did, I was much calmer and able to finish getting ready. I'd packed an overnight bag earlier, so it was just a matter of grabbing it and my purse, and I was out the door. When I did walk out, I was pleased to see I was only a few minutes behind schedule. It was hard not to speed to the compound. I wanted to see Boomer so badly and to escape the worry. Tonight just might be a drinking night.

Even though I skirted as much of the town center as I could, I still ran into evening traffic, putting me further behind. I sent Boomer a text to tell him I was coming. His reply urged me to take my time, to be safe, and that he loved me. I still got a thrill every time I read or heard him say I love you. I wasn't sure it would ever get old. I hoped not.

I was so tense by the time I came through the gate. Ashes was working it at the moment. He did wave, and I waved back, although I no longer had to have someone let me in. Boomer had given me the code to open it. I drove to the side of the clubhouse and found a spot. After I got out, I grabbed my things and headed around the corner to the trailers. More than likely, he was there, but if not, I'd drop off my stuff before heading into the clubhouse. It was after six-thirty, and I could hear the voices and laughter inside.

I walked into his trailer and called his name. "Brayden, are you here?" Silence. I detoured to the bedroom to drop my bag. After doing so, I checked myself in the mirror to be sure I still looked alright before I left and went into the backdoor of the clubhouse. I made it halfway up the long hallway before I was grabbed and yanked into a room.

Shrieking, I went to defend myself, and then the scent of my attacker hit me. I sagged in relief, then spun around to glare up at him. I thumped the idiot on his chest with my fist. He was grinning down at me.

"Brayden, don't do that! What if I hurt you by striking out? Do you want a repeat of what happened when Vicious and you got in the ring?" I half-yelled.

He winced. "Sorry, Bombshell, I didn't think. All I knew was that I needed you to myself for a few minutes, and this room was empty. I need my hands on your body and my mouth on yours. I'm dying," he said with a pretend pout. Seeing a grown man his size pouting made me giggle. The next thing I knew, he hoisted me in the air using his hands on my ass, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him as we kissed.

We devoured each other, and I felt movement and a breeze while we did. Next, I was on my back on a bed, and Boomer was over the top of me. My legs fell open, and he lay between them, grinding his erection into my swiftly heating pussy.

"Whose room is this?"

"It's an empty one. I promise the sheets are clean. There's no way the old ladies would allow them to be dirty. We're not taking anyone's space. The prospects' rooms are down here, but those are the only ones."

"Well then, kiss away," I urged him.

I don't know how long we kissed, but we were on the verge of shedding our clothes when there was a loud knock on the door. We both groaned. Maybe if we didn't say anything, they'd go away. No such luck. When we didn't say anything, there was another knock, and then we heard Londyn. How the hell did she know we were in here?

"Bella, I don't care how sexy he is or how turned on he has you, get your ass out here. You can jump his bones later. We have business tonight. Sin said to round everyone up. You have ten minutes to get yourself in order. If you're not out by then, I'm bringing reinforcements."

"Goddamn it, you're no longer my best friend, ho!" I yelled back as Boomer tried to smother his laugh in the pillow. I smacked his back only because I couldn't reach his ass at the moment.

"Bitch, you know that's a lie. You love me. Tick-tock," she said, laughing as she walked away.

"You heard her. We have to go. I'm not pissing off Sin. He scares me," I told Boomer as I pushed on his chest to get him off me.

"I'm not scared of him, but I don't want to rush this, so we'll go, but not because Londyn ordered us to. Torpedo needs to spank her ass more," he grumbled as he rolled off me.

I got up and went into the attached bathroom to try to fix my hair, among other things. "It won't do him any good. She likes to be spanked," I called out. Lord, I was a mess. I looked like what I was: a thoroughly aroused and violently kissed woman. In desperation, I opened the drawer and almost cried to see a comb in there. I did what I could, then straightened my hair and clothes. My makeup was okay, except my lipstick was gone. Oh well. When I came out, he was up and looked calm, cool, and collected. I hated him.

"Why're you glaring at me, Bombshell?"

"Because I look like a hot mess, and you still look unruffled and hot. Everyone is gonna know what we were doing when they see me."

"They will, but they'll know anyway because surely you don't expect Londyn to keep her mouth shut, do you?"

Damn it, he was right. If she blabbed, I might have to kill her. I marched to the door. He caught a hold of my hand and opened it. "Come on, I need to kill my best friend. It's the only solution," I informed him. He laughed all the way up the hall, asshole.

When we entered the common room, we were greeted with catcalls, cheers, and clapping, along with a few laughs. I know my face flushed fire engine red. Catching sight of a grinning Londyn, I let go of Boomer and took off running at her. She laughed, and the coward darted behind Torpedo, although we all knew she had nothing to worry about. She could easily kick my ass.

"Don't you hide behind him, you witch. You tattled to everyone. You wait. I will get you back. Torpedo, I need you to help me punish Londyn."

He was smirking as he played along. Others were avidly watching and listening. "What did you have in mind, Bella?"

"No spankings for a whole month," I said with an evil smirk. Her head popped out around him, and her mouth was open.

"No! Honey, don't listen to her," she pleaded.

"Hmm, no spankings. Damn, you think she'll behave and listen if I do that?" he appeared to me, contemplating it as he rubbed his chin.

"It's worth a try. You just have to stick to it," I egged Torpedo on. I was enjoying this, and based on the chuckles and smiles, so were the others.

Boomer's arms encircled me from behind. He leaned down to whisper in my ear. "Go for it. Make her squirm. I'll have to remember you like to get vindication."

"Damn right, I do."

"I'll take it under serious consideration. Thanks for the idea," Torpedo said.

"If you don't like that one, I have more. After all, I'm her bestie."

We were entertained for the next ten minutes as Londyn first begged and then sparred with him. It ended when he kissed the hell out of her and put that dreamy look on her face. I felt so much better after the make-out session and our silliness. The club was plain fun. I loved it.

At five minutes ‘til eight, I saw a few guys leave the common room. I knew it was time. Food was due at eight-thirty. Boomer had warned me not to give anything away with my expressions and to watch the fun. I wondered what they would do.

It wasn't long before the absent guys were back. I saw they'd fetched all three of the prospects and had them standing in front of the entire common room. They appeared calm, but inside I bet they were shitting themselves. I would be. The music cut off as Sin raised his arm, and the room became much quieter.

"There's been a lot of tension and angst in this club for a while now. We've had a lot of challenges, too, over the past two years, of which you guys have been a part. It required us to make you prospect twice as long as anyone else ever has. Do you know why?" His tone was harsh.

None of them answered.

"Nothing? Well, how about I let one of the brothers talk? He has more rights than most. Brother, will you come up here and enlighten these damn prospects?"

I was startled when Boomer let go of me and headed toward Sin. What the hell? He hadn't told me this part. He took a stance next to Sin with a frown on his face and his arms crossed over his chest. It made him seem twice as big, which wasn't needed, but God, it was delicious. I had to shake myself so I wouldn't go off fantasizing about licking him. He turned to partially face Dragon, Ashes, and Vicious. I swear I could feel their tension. I was feeling sorry for them. Hadn't they been through enough, especially lately? This was supposed to be a happy moment, but it sure didn't feel like it.

"Like Sin said, you three have prospected twice as long as others. While you were involved in a bunch of different things during your time, there were things that went wrong, and mistakes were made. This club is about being a family, and every member, every person, must pull their weight and contribute in some way. This is what we take into consideration when deciding whether you have what it takes to be an Infidel. We decided it was time to finish this. We need new blood, new prospects. Not to mention the stuff that's been happening in the past month or so has been taken into consideration," Boomer said. Sin's expression became harsher, and I saw Saint and Executioner had joined them. The three top officers were up there.

Scanning the crowd, I saw that they were either frowning or appearing sad. Oh my God, had the members changed their minds, and were they kicking the prospects out? Surely not. They hadn't done anything terrible that I knew of. I was about to break and rush up there to plead for the club to reconsider when Boomer walked over to face Dragon. Sin did the same and faced Vicious, while Saint faced Ashes.

Suddenly, their hands came out. "Welcome to the Infidels, Brothers," they said in unison, then grinned.

Loud clapping and cheering broke out. I saw Executioner move, and he now had leather cuts in his hands. He handed them out to Boomer, Sin, and Saint, who in turn motioned for the other three men to turn around so they could help them slip off the old prospect cuts and put on the new ones. I could see the pride and relief on the newest member's faces. The Infidels had three more members, making them twenty strong.

Once they had their new cuts on, the presenters gave them man hugs, slapping them hard on the back the way guys did. Dragon didn't seem to pull away from Boomer, which was a relief. When they were done, they switched up until all three had hugged each new member. I was hopeful this would further ease the tension between my man and those three. Vicious was the only one who openly frowned when Boomer hugged him.

When they were done, this was the signal for the other members to congratulate them before the old ladies did. Boomer came back to me. "You were worried, weren't you?"

"Yeah, you played that too well. I was afraid you guys changed your mind. I would have fainted if I was one of them up there. All eyes were on you. No thanks. Thank the lord, I don't have to do that. I can do fine in a crowd, but not in front of them."

"Sorry, babe."

"For what?" I asked in puzzlement.

"For this," he replied before taking my hand and half dragging me behind him to the front where he had just come from. I tugged on my hand, but I couldn't escape. What was he doing!? A shrill whistle, I think from Sin, got everyone back to a slightly dull roar.

"We have one more thing before we eat. Boomer has something else he wants to say. Boom, you have the floor," Sin shouted loud enough to be heard. My knees were knocking together. When Boomer stopped walking, I pleaded softly to him.

"Please, I don't know what you're doing, but let me sit down."

"Just give me two minutes, then you can."

I had no trouble talking to a crowd, but being in front of all of them like this made me nervous. It always had. I was snapped out of my thoughts by Boomer's voice.

"I know we all want to celebrate tonight with our new brothers, and we're hungry, but I didn't want this celebration to pass without adding to it. As you all know, Bella has finally agreed to be mine. I can't tell you how happy that makes me. You all know what it means when a guy in this club finds his woman, his ride-and-die woman, his old lady. Bella is that for me. Baby, I hope you'll say yes to making your status as mine official and accept my property cut so everyone knows."

He turned far enough to take a leather vest out of Saint's hands. It was smaller than the three they had just presented. My mouth went dry, and my heart pounded. Yes, I knew he considered me his and even had called me his old lady, but I didn't expect him to do this yet. It told me he truly was committed and believed in us. Hand shaking, I lifted my arms as I gave him my answer.

"Yes, Boomer, I'll be your ride-and-die old lady."

This triggered another loud round of cheering, whistling, and shouts. Boomer held up the cut so I could see the front first. On the left upper chest, I saw my club name. I smiled when I read Bombshell. Damn, he did mean for it to stick. Turning it slowly, he let me see the back and the words, Property of Boomer. Yep, there could be no doubt now. I was all his. I went toward him, and he slipped it on. I now matched the other old ladies. After putting it on, he gave me a killer kiss, and when he was done, he whispered to me.

"I love you, Bella, and thank you so much, Bombshell, for saying yes."

"I wouldn't have dreamed of saying no. I love you, Brayden," I whispered back.

The next several hours were a blur. Everyone was in high spirits. We ate, drank, talked, and even danced. I got more than a little tipsy, but I wasn't drunk. Just enough to have a relaxed, warm glow. We'd circled the whole room, and I believe I talked to everyone. When Boomer said it was time to go, he got no arguments from me. I wanted to properly and thoroughly thank my man for my property cut and for bringing so much joy and love into my life.