Damn, she’s as sharp as her brother. How the fuck do they know so much without anyone telling them anything?I ask myself. “Yes,” I answer her honestly but I don’t elaborate. I figure if she wants to know more, she’ll ask. I’m not gonna lie to her, but I’m not gonna give her more than she asks for, either.
“Will you see her?”
“Probably, but not because I’ve gone looking for her.” Again, I give her another honest answer.
“Did you love her?”
“Ari … yes, I did, but that was a long time ago. We are different people now and I’ve got you. I don’t want anyone else. When I met you, I knew you were the love for me.” She looks up at me with tears in her eyes. “Ari my heart is and always will be yours. Nothing, not even an old girlfriend, can change that. I love you.”
“I love you,” she says. I squeeze her tight as we both sit and enjoy the silence that has taken over the house. I really hate leaving her, but I know this has to be done. And so help me, I’m not about to give up what she and I have. I’m going to make damn sure that I do everything in my power to bring both her brother and myself home.
Chapter 3
Emma
What in the hell is wrong with me? These damn hormones! I sound like a whiny baby every time I talk to Cade. Maybe it’s a good thing that he’s leaving so he doesn’t have to see me this way. Hopefully by the time he returns I will be in a much better frame of mind. Damn hormones!
After Cade got dressed and we both have our morning coffee, he leaves. He says he has “club business” to take care of and indicates that he will be spending most of the day with Hawk and the boys.
I know there’s a lot happening with the club, but the timing of all of this isn’t good. I know that Cade is worried. He’s torn about leaving the club with all these changes happening and helping Rebel. But I remember how well Hawk handled things in Cade’s absence before—I’m sure that once he and Cade talk, Hawk will be able to put Cade’s mind at ease.
I wonder, will we ever get to a point when everything is settled and we can just live?Even as I ask myself this question, I already know the answer.Most likely, we will not. Welcome to the wonderful world of bikers.
Honey is still staying at the house with us and it’s really nice having her around. Cade and I have both assured her that she can stay until the new clubhouse is finished. We even went so far as to offer her a job here, which I’m really hoping she will take. She is an awesome cook and spends a lot of time keeping the house neat and clean. Since my job allows me to work from home, this gives me more time to spend on work and that works for us both. We’re really starting to become close and I really enjoy her company. Not to mention that I’m learning so much “old lady” stuff from her.
Ari has decided to head back to school and finish out her last semester, but with Rebel leaving for Ireland I wonder if her plans will change. Honey has planned a going away dinner for her and the boys tonight and I can hear her rustling around in the kitchen and humming as I come down the stairs.
“Hey girl,” she says as she sees me enter the kitchen.
“Hey. Can I help you with anything?” I know she’ll say no, but I feel compelled to ask her anyway. I always feel so helpless when she’s working so hard.
She smiles and replies, “No love, I’m good. But thanks for asking.” She continues with her preparations and begins to hum again.
As I watch her, I can see that she is in her element in the kitchen. She really enjoys cooking, but then again, I always knew that. Something else is making her happier than normal. After several minutes of watching her joyous demeanor, I’m sure there is more to her humming than just cooking. Not knowing is driving me crazy, so eventually I just have to ask her. “Ok, Honey, what’s going on?”
She stops humming and looks up at me in shock at my outburst. “Nothing,” she says defensively.
“Don’t tell me ‘nothing’, girl. You’re humming! You never hum!” I say.
She begins to laugh and then says, “Am I that transparent?”
“Yeah! So what’s up?”
“Do you really want to know?”
“I wouldn’t have asked if I didn’t want to know. Silly girl, you’ve become a good friend. If something is going on with you, of course I want to know.”
“Well, I think things might be getting better for me in the relationship department,” she says, a huge smile adorning her face.
“Oh my God! Did Hawk finally admit that he has feelings for you?” I ask excitedly.
Another look of utter shock cross her face as she asks, “How did you know?” She pauses, then says, “I mean, what makes you think Hawk has feelings for me?”
“Oh come on, really? That man is so smitten with you it’s written all over his face. I’ve been waiting for him to make his move. I’m guessing that he finally did?”
“Well, he didn’t really come out and say he had feelings for me, but he did invite me out to dinner on Saturday.”
“Really?”