Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

Dallas

I'VE BEEN IN the clubhouse for almost a week now. Tonight the club will be having their weekly party. The ol' ladies have made me promise I'll show up and they invited Emmie to come as well. Everyone knows she's been here almost daily with Tripp and they aren't bothering to hide anything from the club. We spend time together but when I'm ready for bed, Emmie goes in search of Tripp as long as he's not at work or on club business. The only time she goes home is when he's not at the clubhouse for some reason and won't return that night. If he's at work, she'll hang out with the ol' ladies until Tripp gets back. They're falling into a rhythm that works for them and I love watching my best friend fall in love and be happy. The happiest I've seen her in a very long time.

After showering, I get dressed in a pair of jeans and a black V-neck tee-shirt that accentuates my chest. I don't put on any make-up because I don't typically wear any. Maybe a little eye shadow and mascara with some lip gloss is the most I ever wear unless it's a bad day and I need more. Brushing out my long hair, I throw it up in a messy bun. Alex and everyone else have told me that they don't typically dress up too much for these parties. If they even attend one. I guess none of them really show up anymore and prefer to stay home with their man and kids instead. The only reason they're all coming tonight is because it will be my first party at the clubhouse and they want me to be as comfortable as possible. Especially since Adam won't be here the entire time. He has to work for a few hours while Panther takes care of something before going in to relieve him.

With a final deep breath, I grab my cell phone from the end of the bed and make my way to the door just as there's a knock. Opening it up, I find Emmie standing in the hall with a large smile on her face.

"You ready for this?" she asks, excitement filling her voice as I look at her.

Emmie looks flawless as usual. She's wearing a pair of jeans so tight they look as if they're painted on her long legs. The top she's wearing is one of those ones that slouches off her shoulder showing she's not wearing a bra underneath it. Emmie's long hair is curled in soft waves down her back and her make-up is spot on. My best friend could be a model and doesn't ever act like it. I swear that she's so gorgeous and I have no clue why she'd choose to hang out with someone like me.

"I'm as ready as I can be. While the girls told me what to expect, I'm still not sure I'm ready to go to a club party. I have a feeling we'll be seeing shit that we've never even thought about before," I tell her honestly as I close the bedroom door behind me and lock it with the key Adam gave me. He made sure I know to keep the door locked at all times, but especially when I leave the room so none of the Fallen girls try to get inside. It's something they've had an issue with in the past.

Emmie and I walk down the stairs and stop before we reach the bottom one. The common room of the clubhouse is filled with men and women. Looking around the room I see so many women, the Fallen girls, wearing barely any clothing or walking around naked. The men of the club are talking with drinks in their hands and if they're single a Fallen girl is practically wrapped around their body. Alex and the rest of the ol' ladies are sitting together at a table in the very back of the common room with drinks in front of them as they talk and laugh. The entire common room is full of smoke from everyone and I can make out a group over by the pool table having sex right out in the open.

"Um, I don't believe this is my kind of scene," I tell Emmie as I continue looking around the room.

"We're not here for any of that shit, Dallas. We're gonna walk over to the table with the ol' ladies and sit our asses down. You can have the chair that puts your back to the room so you don't have to see it all," she says, a smirk on her face as she grabs my arm and pulls me from the stairs and through all the bodies dancing and getting close to fucking over the nearest surface.

"I'm not a fucking prude, Emmie. I'm just not used to seeing so many people having sex out in the open like no one else is around," I tell her as we step up to the table with the ol' ladies.

"We all feel like this, Dallas," Alex says, a smile on her face. "You get used to it after a while. Honestly, I barely take any of this shit in when I happen to come here for a party. It just kind of fades into the background."

"I'll take your word for it," I say, sitting down as Jay makes his way over with two glasses of something to drink.

"Here you go, ladies. Alex makes sure there's some kind of specialty drink when she's here. Tonight you've got strawberry daiquiris," Jay informs us his voice barely heard over the loud music filling the clubhouse.

I take a sip of the drink and splutter. It's a strong one. Emmie takes a sip and her reaction is priceless. She swallows the drink and opens her mouth as if she's breathing fire.

"Holy shit! Who the fuck made these?" Emmie asks, her voice almost a rasp with how much alcohol has just slid down her throat.

"Jay did. He knows we like our drinks strong as fuck," Reagan says, laughter spilling from her as she sips from a bottle of water. Kendell isn't drinking either. They're both breastfeeding and even though they can pump and dump, they still don't drink.

"I think I need something to eat before I drink anymore of this," I tell the girls knowing I've barely eaten anything today because I've been so busy.

"There's a ton of shit in the kitchen. Go help yourself," Alex says, motioning for Emmie and me to make our way to the kitchen.

"I'm gonna head to the bathroom. If you could grab me something, I'll help you the second I'm done," she says, her voice hardly heard over the music as we weave through the common room. I've never seen the room so packed before. Not that I hang out here all the time.

Walking in the kitchen, I head for the refrigerator and pull it open. I find everything I need to make a sandwich. Grabbing out what I need, I set it all on the counter and head for the pantry where I pull out the sub rolls and a few bags of chips for us to choose from. Turning back to head to the counter where the food is, I almost run into one of the women wearing nothing more than a bright pink G-string. She has her hands on her hips and is glaring in my direction. I've never had a conversation with this girl and there's no reason for her to have any kind of issue with me.

"Can I help you?" I ask, not sure what this woman wants.

"Yeah. You can get the fuck away from my man and stay the fuck away from him," she says, her voice filled with anger and menace.

"I haven't talked to anyone since I left my room," I tell her, confusion filling me.

"That's the fucking problem!" she screams, her voice grating on my nerves. "Titan is my man. He was ready to make me his ol' lady and then you show up. I don't know what the fuck kind of game you're playing but it fucking stops now. You're nothing more than a fucking whale that gets off on being a homewrecker. You don't deserve to be in this clubhouse or anywhere near Titan. He's my fucking man and I don't see why he'd ever want your fucking fat ass. You're nothing more than roll after roll and your body jiggles more than anyone I've ever met before in my life. Maybe if you laid off the fucking food and hit the gym, you wouldn't be so fucking fat."

I have no fucking words. I've never met a woman so vile all because she feels like she's entitled to a man who hasn't even fucked her. Yeah, Titan warned me about this bitch. She's been causing problems with him for a while and everyone is ready to get rid of her ass because she's nothing more than a slut who wants someone who doesn't want her. It's not the first time this has happened here at the clubhouse with the Fallen girls and I'm sure it won't be the last time either. I mean, I get it. Titan is sexy as fuck. However, I know for a fact he doesn't want anything to do with this woman. However, it doesn't stop the doubts from filling my mind because she's playing on every single insecurity I have.

"I finally get to meet you, Cammie," I say, a smirk on my face as shock fills her face. "I've heard all about you. About how desperate you are for Titan. How you tell everyone he's your man when he's never even touched you. He hasn't even let you suck his cock. See, the thing with Titan and me is we talk about everything. I know everything there is to know about the man. Including how big his dick is, what he tastes like, how his face looks when he explodes deep inside my pussy, and so many more things you'll never get to experience because he doesn't want you. Ya know, I might be the fat girl, but at least I know my worth and don't look so fucking pathetic and weak by throwing myself at a man repeatedly when he's made it clear he doesn't want me. That's all you."

"You fat fucking cunt!" she screams, lunging herself at me.

I easily dodge her weak attack and move behind her. I'm not one to fucking pull hair. I've learned enough over the years to fight like a woman instead of a bitch. However, I was told to make sure I stand my ground and not let these bitches walk all over me. So, if she wants to put on a show, we'll make sure everyone knows what the fuck is going on. Grabbing a handful of hair, I pull her from the kitchen as she kicks and screams while trying to pry my fingers open. Tripp stands in the doorway of the kitchen, a large smile on his face.

"What's goin' on?" he asks as I move to walk past him and into the common room.

"Proving a point that Titan is my man and this bitch is still trying to talk as if he's hers. We all know she's nothing more than a desperate slut who can't take no for an answer," I tell him, walking past him as the music comes to a stop and everyone turns to face me. "I just got cornered in the kitchen when I was minding my own business by this slut. Telling me I'm nothing more than a fat homewrecker who should lay off the food and hit the gym more to lose weight. That Titan is her man and he was gonna make her his ol' lady before I showed up. That I shouldn't even be here at the clubhouse. I'm gonna say this shit once and only once. Titan is mine. I'm in his bed every fucking night and he only looks at me. Even if you fucked him in the past, you all know that it was never more than him finding his release before booting your ass out of his bed. I don't get kicked out of his bed. I sleep in his fucking arms every damn night."

Without hesitation, I release the skank's hair and wait for her to make her next move. Cammie isn't gonna be embarrassed in front of everyone based on the look taking over her face. It doesn't take her long to look around the common room to take in everyone staring at us. I look around and see Titan standing in the doorway with a smile on his face. Cammie sees him and a sneer covers her face before she launches herself at me once again.

"You slut!" she screams while trying to grab my hair.

I pull my fist back and release it, throwing a punch directly into her nose. The crunch of her bones fills the room as she starts shrieking. She doesn't let that stop her though. Cammie tries to slap me in the face and I easily dodge her attack. She's getting frustrated as I land a kick to her midsection, causing her to double over in pain as she tries to regain her breathing. I don't give her a chance to catch it though. Every emotion I've been keeping bottled up since all this shit started is unleashed on Cammie because I've had enough of the shit from everyone. I snap and take it all out on her.

"Easy there, Sweet Girl," Adam says when Cammie is down on the floor and not attempting to hit me back any longer. "You've made your point and claimed me as your man."

Looking up, I take in the wide smile on Adam's face. He's not mad at me as he lifts me in his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist. Adam kisses me as if we're the only two people in the room before stepping back as Alex, Reaper, and Savage step up to Cammie. She's crying and trying to cause an even bigger scene than what we've already made.

"I don't know what I did," she lies, fake tears rolling down her face. "I just went to introduce myself to her and she lost her shit because she knows Titan wants me and will never love her the way he loves me."

"That's not what happened," Hawk speaks up, pulling out his phone and tapping the screen a few times before Cammie's voice fills the common room with the exchange between us. Everyone is now hearing every word we said to one another.

I bury my face in Adam's neck, embarrassment filling me because I did stoop to her level. Instead of acting like an adult, I should've walked away and continued making Emmie and me something to eat. I'm a dumbass.

"She's not an ol' lady!" Cammie screams out, her voice really grating on my nerves and making me want to shut her up.

"She's Titan's woman," Alex says, her voice full of loathing as she bends down over Cammie. "Now, I told you before that if you chose to continue on the path you were on when it comes to Titan that I wouldn't hesitate to boot your ass from the clubhouse. Tonight, you fucked yourself over because you're no longer welcome here. Savage, please take the trash out. She doesn't get to gather any of her things and I don't want her on any property belonging to the club from tonight moving forward."

"You can't do that! I have nowhere to go!" Cammie screams out, her voice echoing in the common room with how loud she is.

"That's not our problem. We gave you a roof over your head, all the food and booze you could want, and only a few rules to follow. You couldn't follow one of them. You've been shirking your duties when it comes to cleaning the clubhouse, and no one else wants you around. Even the other Fallen girls don't want to be anywhere near you. How does that make you feel? None of the men want to touch you and the women who will fuck anyone, don't want you either. You're out bad, Cammie. We'll make sure no club in the area will touch you. I suggest you find somewhere far away to move," Alex states, her voice hard and cold as Jay rushes up to me with a plate in his hand. He's made my sub for me and has another plate for Emmie that he hands off to Tripp.

"Thank you, Jay," I tell him as I give my food my entire focus.

Cammie's shrieks and screams fill the air as Savage and another member remove her from the clubhouse. When the door finally closes behind them, Adam sets me down in front of him but doesn't remove his hands from my body. His fingers dig into my hips as he looks down at me and ignores everyone else around us.

"Can I have everyone's attention?" he calls out, waiting for the talking to die down once again. "Dallas, my Sweet Girl, I told you that I wasn't gonna claim you as my ol' lady until you were ready for me to claim you. Tonight, you've proven that you're more than ready for that step by claimin' me in front of the entire club not even knowin' if I was here or not. You claimed me in the kitchen when Cammie was the only one to hear you and then made sure to bring her into the common room where everyone else could witness you claim me. Dallas, I love you and always knew one taste would never be enough. I told you that from the very beginnin'. Now, in front of everyone I consider family, I'm gonna claim you as my ol' lady. I love you more than I ever thought possible when it comes to a woman. Will you be my ol' lady, Sweet Girl? "

Tripp appears behind him with a large box in his hands. I didn't even know he'd left the common room. Emmie moves closer to him and us as she looks on with tears in her eyes. She steps forward long enough to take my plate from me before stepping back once again.

"Yes, Adam. It would be my honor to be your ol' lady. I love you so much. You're the strength I didn't know I needed and you've been at my side since all of this started," I tell him, not finding the words I want to tell him right now. Eventually, I'll tell him everything I feel, but now isn't the time.

Adam holds the box in front of me and nods with his head for me to open it. I remove the bow and lid from the box and hand it to Tripp. Next, I pull the tissue paper from over the leather and my eyes start to tear up. Adam removes the rag with one hand before Jay takes the box from him. I turn around and give Adam my back as he slides the smooth leather up my arms, trailing his fingers over my skin. Goosebumps cover my skin as he finally settles the leather in place and leans down to press a kiss against my pulse point. Rubbing my thighs together to get some sort of friction with the ache building in my center.

"I love you, Adam," I tell him, turning in his arms and pressing my front against his.

"I love you too, Sweet Girl. Eat and have a drink before we go to the room. I'm gonna spend the rest of the night fuckin' you every fuckin' way. The first will be with you wearin' nothin' but your rag as I fuck you from behind so I can see my name on your back," he growls low so only I can hear him.

Adam and I are pulled apart by Tripp and Emmie as they start everyone congratulating us. Before long I'm sitting back at the table with the ol' ladies and Adam is at the bar with the guys having a beer. I eat my sub and listen as the women gush about him claiming me. Emmie is more silent than normal as she eats her sub. I know she's waiting for Tripp to claim her. He stares over at my best friend and I give him a look. Tripp smiles in response and I know he's got something planned that none of us know about.

I remain in the common room long enough to eat my sub and chips and finish the drink Jay brought us when we first got down here. Just as I finish my food and drink, Adam is at my side. He pulls my chair back, lifts me into his arms as I wrap my legs around his waist, and kisses me deep and long before leaving the room. Despite wearing a rag with his name on my back, Adam is still claiming me in front of everyone in the club. Especially the Fallen girls.

He carries me from the common room to catcalls and cheers from everyone as I blush and hide my face in his neck. Adam doesn't set me down to unlock the bedroom door at all. Instead, he keeps me in his arms and kicks the door closed behind us before taking us to the bed. Adam is true to his word and spends the rest of the night worshiping my body and finding every single spot that makes me crave him more than I thought possible. When he's not spending his time exploring my body, I explore him. To hear Adam moan and watch him lose his shit from my touch empowers me and makes me feel like I'm on top of the world. It's a heady feeling and one I want to experience for the rest of my days.