Chapter Thirty

Flame

We still have no clue where Claire"s hiding, but we"re trying to be as alert as possible while carrying on with our regular routines. Everything can"t just stop because we"re having issues. We've got businesses to run and lives to live.

Currently, I"m working a trainer shift at The Gym. I promised to cover James as he needed to take his mother to a hospital appointment. I don"t mind covering James; he"s worked for us here at The Gym since we opened four years ago. He"s a hard worker, hardly ever takes time off, and is always the first to offer to cover anyone who needs it.

It"s a quiet day. James only had two private training appointments booked; the first one was for a woman who wanted to get in shape for her wedding. Working with her was easy; she was determined and hard-working. It was a real pleasure to work with her, as sometimes women don"t want to put in the work and are more worried about how they look while working out.

I"m waiting for my other appointment now; it"s one of James' regulars who we don"t really need to help; he just books us because he likes having someone trained to act as his spotter when he"s free lifting and using the machines. It should be an easy appointment, and then I"m free to leave. The door opens, and I see my appointment walk in. Waving as he enters, he waves back before going into the locker room to get changed and put his stuff away. When he comes back out, he comes over to talk to me.

"How"s it going, Flame?"He asks.

"All"s good, Jeremy. What"s the plan then?"I ask.

"Normal workout today; I"ll give you a shout when I need you to spot me. Aren"t going as heavy today though; I got loads of work on at the minute and can"t be killing my muscles off working out."He tells me with a laugh.

I laugh back and nod my head, and he takes off to go do his thing.

An hour later, Jeremy"s finished his workout and left. Looking at the clock, I see that it"s four in the afternoon. Looks like I"m getting out of here earlier than expected and can go spend some time with Cam. Quickly walking into the office, I see Rock"s in here.

"Hey man, I didn't realize you were here,"I say in shock. I never saw him come in.

"Yep, checking the books for the month. You off?"He asks without looking up from his screen.

"Yeah, man, going to go see what Cam"s doing; maybe take him out of The Compound for a bit; he"s been stuck in there since he arrived. I"m sure he could use a change of scenery. Plus, his therapist thought it would be a good idea too."

"Sounds good. Enjoy yourself with your boy. Go get him some bike gear so we can start teaching him to ride. We can"t have a Prince of Devil"s Inferno that can"t ride. It"s just not right."He says, shaking his head with a laugh.

I can"t help laughing too, because he"s right; Wrath and Shadow had been riding for years by the time they were Cam's age. I grab my bag and wave goodbye. Making my way to my bike. It seems like I have a plan for what to do with Cam, as long as he"s happy with it.

Arriving back at the house, I find Cam sitting on the porch, looking a little lost. Now that"s not good; he"s normally so upbeat and happy.

"Hey, Cam, what"re you doing out here?"I ask as I approach.

"Wanted some fresh air, Papa. You"re back early."He replies, but he doesn"t look happy.

"Well, I finished early and was wondering if you wanted to come with me to get you some bike gear. It was pointed out to me earlier that we can"t have our Prince not knowing how to ride, and no way are you being taught without the correct gear."

His face lights up, and he jumps up on the porch. Now that"s more like the Cam I"ve come to know.

"Yes, please, can we go now? I"m ready."He exclaims loudly.

"Yep, come on, I"ve got the SUV keys already. Go and hop in. I"m just going to call your Dad and let him know what we're doing. Then we can go."I say, unable to stop myself from smiling at his enthusiasm.

Doing as I"ve said, he takes off. I quickly grab my phone out of my pocket and call Wrath.

"Hey, babe, what"s up?" He asks as soon as he answers.

"Hey, nothing"s up. I finished at The Gym early and was talking to Rock; he made an excellent point."

"And what point was that?" He asks, his voice filled with amusement.

"Our club Prince can"t ride. So, I"m taking him to get some bike gear; he needs it so he can learn. Plus, I think he needs a change of scenery, so it"s a win-win."

"I agree with you there. I"ve been meaning to bring up getting stuff for ages now. I"ve already got Piston searching for a bike for him for his birthday."

"That"s great; he"s going to love that. I"ll go get his gear with him now. We"ll be back for food. Do we have it at home or at The Clubhouse?"

"Home tonight; I"m going to want to see what you two buy."

"Okay, babe, see you later. I love you."

"I love you too."

Hanging up, I go over and jump in the car, where Cam"s sitting in the passenger seat, bouncing up and down in excitement. He certainly needed a change of scenery; he really doesn"t look like the lost kid sitting on the porch now. Starting the engine, and we"re off. Now this is the only type of shopping I can stand. Any other, and I"m pretty sure I"d prefer to shoot myself.

Shopping with Cam was great. His face when we walked into the store and I told him, "To have at it," was filled with amazement. He picked a plain black helmet, but it won"t stay that way for long. I"m going to ask Wreck to design something unique and paint it on it for his birthday. It"s something Wreck only does for a select few people because he prefers to do his art on living flesh.He also picked out an identical leather jacket to his dad"s; I couldn"t help but laugh when he did. He's really going to look like a mini-Wrath, as Tech has nicknamed him. He got some good boots and gloves, too.

I couldn"t help but feel for him when he kept asking me if I was sure it was okay that he was spending so much of my money. Fucking Claire obviously never treated him to anything. I"d spend every last dime of my money if it meant he got what he wanted and needed. He deserves to be spoiled now and again after the life he lived with Claire.

Getting back home, Wrath"s waiting inside with takeout pizza. He does know me so well. I do love a good pizza. It"s like heaven on a plate, in my opinion. Plus, it"s always good to have a night off cooking.

"So, what did you get?"He asks as we plate up.

"He can show you when we"ve eaten; you"re going to love it,"I say around a mouthful of pizza.

I"m fucking starving; I may have forgotten to grab lunch again.

"Sounds good. Eat up then."Wrath demands of us.

I know he"s excited to see his son"s first load of bike gear. I can"t blame him. It"s a big thing when you"re a member of an MC.

Cam finishes eating, inhaling it in record time. He"s then rushing out of the room to where he left his bags by the front door. He"s not as quick as I"d expect him to be, though. I wonder what he"s doing; he only had to pick up a few bags.

When he does come back in, I fall off the sofa, laughing. He"s put all his new stuff on except his helmet, which is in his hand, and fuck if he doesn"t look like Mini-Wrath.

Wheezing I manage to get out and say, "Wrath, go put yours on; I need a fucking picture of you two dressed like this together."

Shaking his head at me, he gets up and does what I"ve asked. He comes back and stands by Cam; there's no denying that they're father and son. Taking my phone out, I take a quick picture before letting them know that I"m done. They take off back out of the room to go and get out their gear.

Picking my phone back up, I send the picture to Shadow and Blaze. They"re going to love this shit. Wrath may want to kill me when he finds out I sent it to them, but oh well, it"ll be worth it.