Page 59 of Storm's Deliverance

Mom looks at me. “I know you are with Hendrix. We all know that you are with him.”

“Well, we did walk in there together, and he did kiss me,” I say, pointing out the obvious.

“I knew when I video called you. Next time you want to try and lie to me, or to your dad, maybe do it when there isn’t a picture of Maggie and Cash in the background.”Ffffuuucccckkk.Mom grins, seeing my expression.

“Did Dad know?” I sk.

Mom nods. “Yep, and it’s taken all of us to convince him not to go and drag you out and kill Drix. You wouldn’t believe the shit we’ve had to pull to keep him distracted.” Mom sighs.

“Your mom’s right. Spending a night in the cell was not fun,” Josie sighs, shaking her head.

“It wasn’t that bad,” Mom says, rolling her eyes.

“Star, the crackhead took a shit, then carried it around the cell cradling it like a baby,” Belle points out.

“It was worse for me. She wanted me to kiss its head!” Alina adds, shaking her head as she drinks from her wine glass.

“You didn’t kiss the shit baby,” Mom sighs.

“No, I didn’t. I just got a close up look of it, and told her I couldn’t as I had a cold, I didn’t want the baby to get sick,” Alina snaps back.

“At least she clearly has good fibre in her diet.” Dixie shrugs. We all look at her with a look of confusion. She rolls her eyes. “Because it was a solid pope,” Dixie says, rolling her eyes at us like we should have thought of that. Not realising she said pope instead of poop.

I shake my head and pinch the bridge of my nose. “What are they going to do to Drix?” I ask.

They all exchange a look. “When we asked, we were told it was club business.” Rhea shrugs.

“Mom.” I look at her with pleading eyes to do something.

She shakes her head. “Don’t look at me with those doe eyes. If I interfere, your dad will explode. Don’t get me wrong, I love to piss him off on the best of days, but this...” She pauses, shaking her head. “This has to be figured out by them. Hendrix is a smart lad, and as much as your dad thinks he wants to kill him, he won’t. He will be secretly happy that you two are finally together. The only thing he doesn’t like is you lying to us and spending three days fucking like rabbits before you decide to come and tellus.” She shrugs before pulling me into a hug. She places a chaste kiss on the top of my head.

I roll my bottom lip through my teeth, my eyes wondering to the clubhouse, wondering what they are doing to Drix.

“I heard what happened to that biker over at the Satan’s Outlaws MC getting with a brother’s widow. They chained him up and beat the shit out of him,” Nova states, shaking her head back and forth.

My eyes widen. “What?” I breathe.

She waves me off. “Oh, sweetie, I don’t think that will happen here,” she quickly assures.

Maggie grunts. “Yeah, my brothers ol’ lady.”

Everyone goes silent. “Shit, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—” Nova apologises, but Maggie cuts her off.

“Don’t be silly. Serena is happy now, and it’s not like Rubble went there within a week, or even a month. She deserves to be happy, and my niece deserves a good guy to raise her. Plus, the ol’ ladies went to get him out of the chains.” She smirks.

“They did?” I ask.

She nods. “Yeah, they didn’t think it was right, and went to get him out.”

Mom arches her brow, looking at each of them. “Fuck, no, Star. Just no,” Elsie protests.

“Oh, come on. We haven’t done anything like this in ages,” Mom protests.

“We were literally in prison yesterday,” Alina argues.

Mom shrugs. “Oh, come on, live a little. In ten years time we will be old, unable to do this shit. Plus, it will be a good lesson for the kids,” she urges.

“We have to help him,” I plead, having horrific visions of Drix chained up while each club member beats him. I give them all my best doe eyes.