Chapter 175: Black Friday
*Yeh mean that black Friday is a real thing? We always thought it was just some made up shit. – Nessie*
Nessie kept seeing commercials for Black Friday sales and was surprised to find that it was a real event. Knuckles agreed to take her to some of the sales and recruited Law and James to go with them. Clay wanted to go and volunteered Trevor.
They were an interesting couple for a motorcycle club. But after a few years, no one thought twice about the gay men. After all, in the same clubhouse there was Molly and his five pretties, Evie and her two men and Sticks with his woman and their two other men. Whip and Emily lived at Pop’s Place while their third, Dom, was considered a Nomad. The dungeon in the basement was hers while the one at Pop’s belonged to Whip.
When her alarm went off early on Friday, it was not to go to the kitchen, but rather to go shopping. Downstairs they discovered that three of her girls, Karan, Stevie and Zee, were also joining them.
Clay got into the van with Knuckles and the women. Even Trevor just patted Knuckles on the shoulder and apologized as he and the other two men got into Laws pickup.
By the time they arrived at the mall, Knuckles realized that he was the only man in the van. Clay may have balls, but he was more in tune with the four women.
Surprisingly, they were able to get parking spots close to each other. The women, Knuckles lumped Clay in with them, walked ahead of him as he waited for the other three men to join him.
“Fuck you, fuck you and especially fuck you.” Knuckles said as the men joined him.
“Really? Especially me?” Trevor, a giant of a man, asked. “I apologized for you being with them.”
“I didn’t realize that I was the only man in the van.”
Law and James busted out laughing.
“Spend more time with my little man.” Trevor suggested with a grin.
“Lord, I thought that the girls were bad in the mornings. Fuck.” Knuckles said as they followed the women inside. “Sorry that your morning blow job was rushed.”
“Don’t worry. He really likes some freaky shit. He’ll probably pull me into a dressing room in a little bit.” Trevor said with a wink.
“That’s a hell of an idea.” James smiled at the women ahead of them. “Maybe I’ll pull Karan into a dressing room.”
“Not Karan.” Law said as the women went into an electronics store. “She’s Cookie’s main girl. I don’t think she’s been with another brother in several months.”
“She hasn’t, at least not without him. Did you know that she’s on scholarship? And slated to graduate salutatorian or whatever it is.” Knuckles said looking at an eReader for Nessie.
“Definitely not your typical club girl.” Trevor said as he kept an eye on the group. “Knuckles.”
That’s all that had to be said for the four men to quickly move towards the women. The man who had approached the women quickly left when the Saints joined them. He shrank away from Trevor who blocked his way.
Trevor and Law pulled him aside for a quick conversation. The man left the store and Knuckles sent a discreet picture of him to Werewolf. He was discovered to be no threat, but Werewolf put trackers on him just in case.
By lunch the back of the van and pickup were full. A few larger items were scheduled for delivery over the next few days. At Zee's suggestion, the group stopped by the Cookie Jar for lunch.
For nearly a year, Nessie spent nearly all day, every day in the clubhouse compound. She had her kitchen and her books. Knuckles had talked to Toad; Cookie and his crew would be building her a greenhouse and solarium.
Nessie went out with the girls once. And to the farmers market twice. Always in the back of one of the secured vans. Always with guards. Always knowing that there was a chance that Petros, or Bradley as she still called him, was still looking for her. Always knowing that her life was in danger.
The group sat at a few tables, Knuckles on one side of Nessie, Clay on the other and Trevor at her back. The girls knew that someone was searching for Nessie but not how dangerous he was.
As they sat there, a plan began to formulate in his mind. Smiling at Nessie, Knuckles began to consider his argument.
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