RAGE: President & First Lady Of The Death Dealers MC (26 page)

“What is all this?”

I shuffle through the papers littering my desk as Ellen
walks in, carrying a couple of garment bags.

“Invoices for Raven’s party.”

“It’s just one night. I have less paperwork ordering a
month’s supplies for both clubs.”

“Oh, shut up. It’s a special night, and you can afford it.”

Right. Guess I can’t argue with that logic.
“I’ll
start writing the checks.”

“I need you to sign off on her dress. I brought two I think
she’d like.”

She unzips the garment bags and removes the dresses, holding
them up for me to see. They’re both blue, one long, and one short.

“This one is more traditional prom.” She jiggles the long
one. “This one, more of a party dress. It’s strapless; you can see the cutouts
on the bodice. With the high-low, frilled skirt, I feel like it’s something
she’d choose for herself. She likes to show skin.”

Yes, she does.
I study them both and try to imagine
her wearing them. As much as I’d love to see her covered up, I know she’d like
the short one. And she’ll look damn sexy in it, too.

“The short one.”

“Excellent! And here’s your suit.”

She unzips the other bag, revealing a black suit with two
different ties. She removes one, leaving a color that exactly matches the
chosen dress.

“I’m not wearing that.”

She scowls at me, tapping her foot in frustration.

“You
cannot
wear jeans and your cut.”

“Wasn’t planning on it, but I’m not wearing a monkey suit,
either.”

“Ugh! What kind of Prince Charming will you be without the
suit or the dancing?”

“I’m no Prince Charming, Ellen.”

“But you can be.”

She sits in the chair opposite me and stares imploringly.
“For one night, you can be her prince and make her feel like a princess. It’s
just for a few hours, Gage. A few hours on your part that will give her a
lifetime of good memories.”

Fuck.
I eye the suit once more. That night at Scythe
flashes in my mind once more.
Fuck.

“Fine. I’ll wear the suit.”

***Raven***

 I practically float around the diner. Not even the
crankiest customer can get me down today. My birthday party is tomorrow. After
that, Gage and I can be together—truly together. No more hiding and sneaking
around, and we can finally make love. My body tingles as I think about it.
Plus, I get to have my two best friends here to celebrate with me. Toni gets
here this evening, and I can’t wait to see her. The icing on the cake has to be
that Lonnie has been M.I.A for days. I’ve spoken to the manager at the
apartment complex and my dad’s lawyer. Everything is pretty much in place. I’m
almost done packing. It’s not like I have much to move. 

“Aren’t you a ray of sunshine today?” Millie smiles at me.

“I’m really looking forward to my party tomorrow, even
though I have no clue about what’s going on. I know Ellen and Chrissy are
working on it, so at least it won’t be bikers and rock music.”

“Oh, I think you’ll like it. I’m giving you the day off so
you can get your hair and nails done and what-not.”

“Thank you! Just a hint, Millie.
Please
?”

“Nope. You’ll know soon enough.”

“Ugh! Fine.”

On my break, I head outside and call Gage.

“Babe,” he croons.
Dios, me encanta su voz
. And when
he calls me “babe.”

“Hey.”

“What’s up, doll?”

“Nothing. Just wanted to hear your voice.”

“Is that so?”

“Yup. I’m so excited about tomorrow. I don’t know what to do
with myself.”

“Me, too. I swear I’ve tried balancing these books a million
times. I get halfway through and have to start all over.”

“You’re still not going to tell me anything about the
party?”

“My lips are sealed.”

“How am I supposed to know what to wear?” I counter.

“I got it covered.”

“You do?”

“Yeah. Your outfit will be waiting for you when you get back
from all your hair and nail shit tomorrow.”

“You covered that, too?”

“I’m just cutting the checks. Ellen’s been a busy bee.”

“So, I guess Ellen’s the one I should go home with tomorrow
night then.”

He goes silent, and I can’t help but laugh.

“Ha ha, very funny,” he says, his voice dripping with
sarcasm. “Listen… I was thinking about this getaway idea. The more I think
about it, the better it sounds.”

“Where you wanna go?”

“I don’t know yet, but we can leave on Thursday. I just need
to wrap up some business.”

“Cool. I need to talk to Millie. And I have to meet with Mr.
Santini, Daddy’s lawyer, to sign some papers, and then we’re going to take care
of my apartment. But we should be done by noon.”

“How much you need for the apartment?”

“It’s all taken care of. Don’t worry about it.”

“You sure?”

“Positive. I have to get back to work, so later.”

“Okay, babe.”

By the end of the day, I’m jittery. Ron and Chrissy went to
pick up Toni at the airport and they’ll be here any minute. I say my goodbyes
to everyone and wait for them outside. I’m craning my neck to see down the
street, chewing on my lower lip, and bouncing on the balls of my feet. Toni’s
more of a sister to me than Lonnie will ever be. We’ve been inseparable since
we were kids, even though she’s a year older. She’s a lot like me, or maybe I’m
a lot like her. I’ve always looked up to her. Hell, she’s the one who told me
about periods and gave me the birds-and-the-bees talk. By “talk,” I mean she
showed me one of her dad’s pornos and told me to always use condoms. I was ten.
Needless to say, I was a little traumatized.

When I finally see the Charger, my heart begins to race.
Toni sticks her head through the window and screams. Before the car even comes
to a complete stop, her door is open and she’s jumping out. She’s tall,
athletic, milk-chocolate gorgeous, and has the lightest brown eyes I’ve ever
seen. Oh, my God, she looks so different! She’s relaxed her hair and dyed it
burgundy since the last time she sent me a picture.

“Rave!”

With an excited shriek, I jump into her arms. “Toni! Oh, my
God, I missed you.”

“Jesus Christ, gal, what a way you get fat!”

“Whatever. I am
not
fat!”

“Mm-hmm. That ass looks fatter. What’s Gage been feeding
you?”

“Just get back in the car. Let’s go.”

“After you, fatty.”

I climb in and find Chrissy in the back seat. Ron teases
that they’ve been talking his ears off.
Great! I was wondering if they’d get
along.
“Where we headed?” I ask Ron.

“Orders are to take you to the clubhouse.”

“Can you stop at the house first, please?”

“Got it.”

After Toni and I shower and change, we head over to the
clubhouse. Even from outside, we hear the hip-hop music blaring. Toni starts to
dance before we walk through the doors. I can smell Chopper’s burgers, so
there’s definitely a party going on. The music stops when Ron pushes the door
open for us.

“Surprise!” Everyone yells.

What the fuck?
All the guys are here, grinning from
ear to ear. It’s obvious they started the party without me because they’ve all
got drinks and Hounds hanging on them.

“What’s going on?” I ask no one in particular.

Gage moves toward me from the back of the room, a big,
beautiful smile on his lips.

“Bomboclawt,” Toni drawls. “Swag buck. He got that big dick
walk.”

“Take your eyes off my man’s dick.”

“Mm-hmm… mi see if you big, bad, and brave when him fling
cocky under yu rass.”

“Yeah. I’ll tell you all about it.”

“What does she mean?” Chrissy whispers.

“That his swag is turned all the way up, and basically I
won’t be so smug after he fucks me.”

“Oh.”

“That’s Mr. Flintstone right there,” Toni continues.

“He’ll definitely make your bed rock,” Chrissy adds.

I look between the two of them in marvel. I can’t believe
they just met today. “Yeah, well… I’ll be his Wilma any day.”

I smile up at him as he stands before me.

“Hey, babe.”

“What is all this?”

“The guys wanted to throw you a party… our way. But I think
this is more for them than you.”

There’s a chorus of “happy birthday,” and then the music
starts back up. I’m overwhelmed. I just don’t know what to say.

“You must be Toni,” Gage says to my bestie.

“Yeah. Nice to meet you. Thanks for the trip.”

He raises a brow at me when she hugs him and kisses his
cheek. I wave it off and he shrugs.

“No problem. My girl wanted you here.”

“Shit, Rave. Please want me here more often.”

“Move. Then I won’t need to miss you.”

“Find me a man like him and we have a deal.”

Gage gives her his cocky grin and motions to the room as he
pulls me away. “Take your pick.”

Everyone greets me as we pass by. Even some of the Hounds.
Ellen kisses my cheek and whispers in my ear.

“Happy birthday.”

“Thanks. Where’s Mikey?”

“In the back, sleeping. That kid can sleep through
anything.”

Gage leads me into the corridor and pushes me against the
wall. I forget about everything going on in the next room and wrap my arms
around his neck as he lowers his head. His lips cover mine as he grabs my ass
and lifts me off the floor. I wrap my legs around his hips and part my lips for
his insistent tongue. I moan at the first taste of him—like peppermint and my
favorite dessert. He sucks on my tongue and presses his crotch into mine with a
groan.

“Fuck. I can’t even look at you without getting hard.”

“Perfect. ’Cause I get wet just thinking about you.”

He lets me down and reaches into his back pocket. I stare down
at the small, rectangular box he presents me with.

“Happy birthday.”

I open it and there’s a replica of his necklace and “12
Gage” pendant. It’s smaller, but it looks exactly like the one he gave me that
I now wear all the time. He removes it from my neck and places it back around
his. I lift my hair out of the way and he clasps mine for me.

“Oh, Gage… I love it.”

He smiles proudly as he stares at the necklace. “Mine.”

I return his smile, grab his cut and pull him in close.
“Mine,” I tell him.

He takes my hand and we walk back to the bar. Pandemonium
ensues. There are cheers, whistles, catcalls, and hooting. My cheeks must be
flaming red. I hold my head down and avoid everyone’s gazes. Dr. E comes over
and hugs me tightly. He eyes my necklace then winks at Gage.

“Happy birthday, sis.”

He kisses my cheek and loses himself in the crowd.
Sis.
Is that what this is all about? Is it some kind of welcome to their club? Their
family?
My heart constricts. This band of men who I once despised has
embraced me into their lives. I couldn’t feel more at home. They’ve even
welcomed my friends. Chrissy is on Ron’s lap and Toni is next to them, sitting
on the bar talking to Allah. Huh... so all it took was my bestie to pull him
away from the turntables. I smile as I watch him whisper in her ear. I don’t
hear her answer, but he obviously doesn’t like it.

“Fuck you, bitch!” he sneers.

I lose my shit. “What did you call her?” I try to storm over
there, but Gage holds me back.

“Don’t get in the middle of it.”

“If you won’t do something about it, I will. I won’t let him
disrespect her like that!”

I fight against his hold but it’s futile. Then Toni speaks
and I remember just who my friend is.

“How big is your dick?”

Allah stares at her in confusion and she hops down from the
bar.

“What?”

“I
said
how big is your dick? If you ain’t got at
least eight inches in them boxers, then you watch how the fuck you talk to me.”

Ha! Serves him right.
Gage chuckles and releases me.

“You all got fucking smart mouths.”

Allah silently fumes as his brothers laugh at him. He grabs
Toni’s hand and drags her off to where Gage and I just came from.
Oh, hell
no.
Gage tries to stop me, but I evade him and follow them. They’re at the
end of the corridor and Toni’s hand is in his jeans.
Okay, then. I guess she
doesn’t need my help after all.
I slowly back away. Deena corners me before
I can make my way back to Gage.

“Hey. Have you heard from Lonnie?”

“She doesn’t talk to me when she’s here. Why would I hear
from her?”

“She’s disappeared like this before, but she usually calls
after a day or two.”

I shrug, looking over her shoulder at the ongoing party.

“He kisses you.”

I snap my gaze back to her, surprised. There’s no hate or
jealousy in her tone.

“I’ve never seen him do that with anyone. Lonnie’s been
trying to get to him for a while. It’s funny that he ended up with you. He
looks happy. I’m glad.”

She backs away and I watch her, just a little confused. As
Lonnie’s friend, I thought she would want to scratch my eyes out.
Go figure.
Gage appears at my side and jerks his head toward the corridor.

“What happened?”

“There’s a little show and tell going on,” I mumble, still a
little distracted by Deena’s words.

The lights go out as he begins to laugh. Movement from the
kitchen area catches my attention, and I turn to see Aunt Nita and Chopper
wheeling out a ginormous cake. Everyone sings the birthday song and Gage helps
me blow out the candles. I don’t need to make a wish; there’s only one thing I
want and I already have him. He swipes some of the frosting and offers it to
me. I suck it from his finger, fighting the urge to make it a demonstration of
my skills. Someone, I’m not quite sure who, pushes a bottle into my hand. I
look around at my new family and throw my hands in the air.

“Okay, people. Let’s party!”