Butch (6 page)

“Stop worrying. You don’t need to worry. I wouldn’t
take a kid on my bike. I’ve got a car, and I’m taking you both out. We’re going
to get out of here and have some fun.” He dropped another kiss to her temple.
“Finish baking. I’ll keep Matthew
company
.”

“Do you want a soda?” she asked.

“Yeah.
I’ll have a soda.” He kissed her head a final time before entering the
living room. Closing her eyes, Cheryl tried to get her heart to normal. She’d
never felt like this in her life, not even with
him.
Matthew’s father had inspired lust but never love. Butch was
breaking down her walls making her love him. He was sweet, honest, and
open
with her.

Get him a soda and get baking.

She took a soda into the living room in time to see
him playing with Matthew. The moment he touched her, Cheryl became aware of the
heat from his touch alone.

Going back to the kitchen she set to work baking the
cake, partly wishing she hadn’t started it.

Once the cake was in the oven she did the dishes,
washing down every surface in the kitchen. By the time the cake was done, she
spent twenty minutes playing with her boys then finished up the frosting.

Drying the last of the dishes, Butch entered the
kitchen carrying Matthew on his hip. He looked every inch the devoted father,
and it tore her up inside. This was what Matthew was missing. “Are you ready to
go?”

“Yeah, I’m ready.”

She threw her apron into the washing machine,
following him outside. There was a small, modest car, and she spotted the car
seat in the back.

“I take care of what’s mine. I’ve had this car for
years. It was my first one, and it’s in the best condition,” Butch said.

Placing Matthew in the car seat, she made sure the
child lock was on then took a seat in the front. Within ten minutes he was
asleep.

“Do you want me to wake him up?” Cheryl asked.

“Nah, he can sleep for now. Where we’re going he’s
going to be tired by tonight anyway.”

Sitting back, she tapped her fingers on her leg.

“Thank you for understanding,” Butch said.

“When?”

“Last night. I don’t talk to anyone about my past.”

“You shouldn’t be afraid to talk. I don’t mind you
talking. I’m more than happy to listen.” She loved to hear his voice.

“That’s good to know. So, are you going to tell me how
to get on your mother’s good side?” Butch asked.

Cheryl growled. “I’ve no idea. She’s always so
protective. I can pretend to be pissed, but to be honest, I know why she is.”

“Because of
Matthew’s father?”
Butch asked, looking in the rearview mirror.

“Yeah.
I’ve never been the kind of person to make rash decisions. It was the
first time I did, and look what happened.” She ran fingers through her hair,
opening the window to let the wind on her face. “Not that I can regret anything
that happened.”

“Tell me about him,” Butch said.

She didn’t see the point in keeping the details to
herself. “I was at church one night helping out, and he came in. I’d never seen
him before, and there was nothing significant in the way he was dressed. He
looked like every other businessman, only he looked desperate. He was praying
when I placed the Bibles back in his place. I don’t know what was happening. He
looked scared, and I started talking to him. For several days he came into
church, and we talked.” Cheryl looked at him. “We didn’t talk about anything.
He asked about me and my dreams, and he talked about his niece who was in
trouble. Something bad was happening in his life, and he was scared. One thing
led to another, and we were at a hotel room and I didn’t leave until Monday
morning. I never saw him again. A couple of months passed, and I discovered I
was pregnant. I was hurting, but I knew I’d never get rid of it. My mom asked
me to. I couldn’t. I loved my son.”

Cheryl turned to check on Matthew. “He’s the best
thing to happen to me.”

“Did you love this man?”

Staring at Butch, she thought about his question. “I
thought I did. I mean, if you sleep with someone you have to love them, right?”

“Not necessarily.”

“It’s what I thought. Anyway, I stopped thinking about
him. Moved on with my life and I’m here now with a son. I never loved
him.
He was just there at a time in my
life when I needed him. I’m happy. I’m not in love with a stranger I once
shared a couple of nights with.”

“What will you do if he ever turns up?” Butch asked.

She’d not thought of
him
turning up. “I don’t know. I guess I’d let him know who Matthew
is. There’s nothing else I can do. If he wants to be part of Matthew’s life
then it’s something I’m going to have to consider.”

Butch took her hand, kissing her knuckles. “Let’s
forget about them and the past. It’s time for us to think about our future.
We’ll deal with Matthew’s father turning up when it happens.”

He held her hand on the drive. She loved the feel of
his large fingers surrounding hers. Butch always made her feel safe and happy.

Try not to fall too hard.

Cheryl didn’t know if it was possible to stop feeling
something for Butch. He was already in her heart, and it would only be a matter
of time that she couldn’t hide those feelings from him. She didn’t want to
scare him away with her feelings.

****

Parking outside of the mall, Butch turned off the
ignition and climbed out. He eased Cheryl aside and picked Matthew up. He
curled around him, snuggling in deep to sleep again. Something didn’t bode well
for Butch at her description of Matthew’s father. Three years ago with a niece,
something didn’t add up for him, but he didn’t know what. No one knew who
Cheryl was with. It was like the guy just appeared and disappeared within a weekend.
The more Butch thought about it, there was no way he could know anything about
the man. Butch,
himself
, had only stumbled into
Cheryl’s life by going to the church.

Pushing the thoughts aside, he entered the mall going
straight toward the shops with toys.

“Butch, I can’t afford this.” She placed a hand on his
arm, stalling him. Smiling down at her, he dropped a kiss to her lips.

“I’m not asking you to. This is my treat, and I want
you to buy something for yourself.”

“No, I can’t accept this. This is too much.”

Taking her hand in his, he pulled her to a corner away
from prying eyes. This was the first time he’d been out without his cut.
Shopping at the mall was going to be a new experience for him. Most shoppers
stayed clear of him because of him being part of an MC.

“We’ve not talked about it really, Cheryl, but as far
as I’m concerned you’re my woman. I’m claiming you as mine. I’m not going
anywhere. This thing between us, I know you can feel it, too.” He looked down
at her chest. She glanced down to see her nipples budded against her shirt. Butch
liked how they looked.

Folding her arms, she glared at him. “You shouldn’t be
looking.”

“Baby, one day I’m going to do more than look. I’m letting
you get used to me.” He pressed his lips to hers. She cupped his cheek, moaning
at the explosion of pleasure. “We both know this is going to be something more.
Stop fighting me. I’m going to treat you and Matthew.” With her hand in his
they walked inside the toy shop. “I’ve got plenty of money to spend on you.”

He needed to remember she’d never been part of a club
before.
Neither are you.
His cut was
lost to him. Butch had made his choice, and he was sticking to it. No one was
going to take Cheryl away from him. He wanted her more than he wanted the club.
Coming to that decision hadn’t been easy. In fact, it had been the hardest
decision he’d ever made in his life. Butch didn’t expect to be in her bed by
the end of the night. She was the kind of woman a guy waited for.

After spending an hour in the toy store, Butch knew
he’d made the right decision to come to the mall. Matthew was having the time
of his life. Whatever he liked, Butch picked up. He wasn’t letting the boy go
without. Once he was loaded with four shopping bags full of toys they all moved
on to a clothing store for Cheryl.

“I don’t need any new clothes.”

“We’re going to the fair this weekend. I want you to
wear something special for me.” Butch took the lead picking out three summer
style dresses. Sitting in the waiting room, he pulled out a toy and removed the
tag for Matthew to play. The boy sat at his feet while Butch waited for Cheryl
to appear. “I expect you to show me what you look like.”

“This is not fair,” she said.

Chuckling, he watched Matthew play feeling at peace.
No wonder the guys loved having kids. Having a family was more than Butch ever
imagined. He’d put all thought of having a family out of his mind. The moment
the images came to his mind of his family being killed, he pushed them away. He
wouldn’t remember them. Years of forcing them away had brought him to this
moment. He would kill for the club but no more. The club was behind him. The
only thing left for him was these feelings for Cheryl.

“What do you think?” She stood in the white dress he’d
picked out for her. His cock hardened instantly at the sight. Her hair was
spread around her shoulders, and the glossy brown length made him want to run
his fingers through it. Down his gaze went to the straps that were thin, and the
neck plunged forward to show off an expanse of breast. She had large tits, and
they were showcased by the dress to perfection. The dress curved in at the
waist then flared out over her hips ending at her knees. Her legs were pale and
creamy. She was the kind of woman a man wasn’t afraid to hold onto. He loved
her extra flesh and curvy body.

“You look beautiful. I want you to wear this on
Saturday for the fair.” Standing up, he walked over to her, tugging her against
him.

“Butch?”
She looked around the store.

“I don’t give a shit
who’s
looking. You’re mine, and I need to kiss you.” He tilted her head back,
slamming his lips down on hers. She didn’t fight him. Her mouth opened, and he
took advantage, pressing his tongue in deep. Running his hands down her back,
he cupped her full ass drawing her against his cock. “Do you feel that? That’s
what you do to me.”

“Butch,” she said, moaning.

The sales woman cleared her throat.

“What the fuck are you looking at?” Butch asked,
glaring at her.

“No making out in the dressing rooms.”

“Leave him alone, Talia, you’re not going to win,”
Nash said, coming into view with Sophia.

“Go and get changed,” Butch said, kissing her temple.
“Get all the dresses.”

He took a seat beside Matthew watching the little boy
play.

“You’re going to ignore us now?” Nash asked, taking a
seat.

“No, I’m not ignoring you. I just forget sometimes
that I’m not part of the club.” If he’d been wearing his cut the bitch wouldn’t
have said anything and left him to still be kissing his woman.

“You’re the one who left the club. There’s always an
upside to being part of the club. The jacket keeps the bitches at bay.” Nash
leaned his head back against the sofa looking at Matthew.

“Is this the kid?”

“Yeah.
Matthew, say hi to Edward.”

Matthew did as he asked.

“Hey, kid, how are you doing?” Nash asked.

Within moments they lost his attention as Matthew
started playing again.

“You’re taking on another man’s kid?”

Fisting his hands, Butch looked at the other man.
“Yes. He lost his chance by leaving her. I’m not going to let Cheryl get away.”
He was in love with Cheryl. Butch knew he had to go slowly with her. She didn’t
trust her feelings, which were a pain in the ass. Cheryl had been hurt before
and now was more cautious than ever before.

“It’s good. The boys at the club miss you. With this
Gonzalez man hanging around we’re all on edge,” Nash said.

“I’m not coming back. What happened to the Chaos
Bleeds crew? I thought they were down.”

“They were, but they’re coming back for the fair.
We’re all going to be doing a lot of talking then. This is a real threat,
Butch. We need you back at the club.”

Butch shook his head. “It’s not going to happen.”

“I remember a time when you wouldn’t leave. What
changed?”

Cheryl came out, smiling.

“I found something I wanted more than a club and death.”
He handed Cheryl his card. “Go and pay for them, baby. I’ll be there in a
moment.”

He saw her reach in her purse. Getting to his feet, he
grabbed her bag and quickly patted down her body to make sure she didn’t hide
any cash.

“You’re not paying for a thing, Cheryl. Don’t even try
it. This is all on me.”

“Do you know how much these cost?” she asked, biting
her lip.