“I think his little pranks are justified,” he grunted. “Maybe these grown a.ss women should learn how to act accordingly. Ya know, stop trying to use a kid to get to his dad.”
“I know he’s just trying to make sure we don’t end up with another Glory, but he also needs to understand that I can handle it myself. He’s just a kid and shouldn’t be worrying about that sh.it.” I said. “Plus, him constantly disappearing on me… that can’t keep happening.”
Adam turned his head and smirked at me.
“Ya know, your ma tells your sister everything, and in turn, she tells me everything,” he said, and I braced myself for what was coming next. “I know all about Waylen and the plant girl.” I rolled my eyes. “Birdie also told me all about your…. past with that girl.”
“There is no past with her,” I muttered, looking away from him.
“That’s not how I heard it,” he replied, amused. “As a matter of fact, I heard she’s the whole reason they started calling you Jinx.”
I shot him a glare.
“It’s not like that,” I said. “It was just… a series of unfortunate events.”
Adam snorted at that.
“That lasted years?” he asked.
I shot him a glare.
“Okay, I can see it irritates you,” he said. “But let me just ask one question.”
Just then, the boys ran out of the bathroom, immediately asking for snacks and drinks. Of course, we said yes, and they wasted no time running towards the coolers.
“Why haven’t you asked her out yet?” Adam said quietly enough that the boys didn’t hear. “All these years later and you never-“
“Why would I ask her out?” I cut him off. “I’m a biker, and she’s… Deidra Hartman, the town’s angel.
Besides, I don’t date. Deidra’s the type you settle down with. I’m not settlin”.”
“Hmmm, something tells me that with her… it wouldn’t be settling for you,” he replied.
I shot him a look.
“The fu.ck you trying to say?” I asked. “She’s just a chick. We barely even know each other.”
“Once again, you forget that your sister tells me everything,” he said, giving me a smug smile. “And I mean everything.”
I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to gauge how much he actually knows. Probably everything.
Birdie’s kept my secrets from everyone for years, but I doubt she would keep anything from her husband. Especially with the way Waylen acts with Deidra. She and Mom have both been hinting at me asking Deidra out for years. Even though Deidra was in a relationship. Everyone’s starting to seem a little bit obsessed with me and her lately too. Probably because she’s newly single and everyone thinks this is my chance.
“Look, I’m just wondering,” Adam said. “Genuinely. I mean, I’ve met the girl when we came to visit.
She’s… real. Which is hard as hell to find these days. She’s kind, but doesn’t take sh.it from anyone, not even you or the club. Yet, she’s also respectful too. Not to mention the way Waylen talks about her. And did you ever see the two of them together?”
I swallowed the lump forming in my throat.
“Yeah, I have,” I replied quietly.
Which is true. I’ve seen the way they both light up around each other. During small moments too.
I’d never seen Waylen look happier than when he’s around her. And Deidra… the way she smiles at Waylen. I’d never seen that smile before. It was brand new, and completely for Waylen. My son. I wasn’t jealous or envious. It was something else entirely that I feel when I see them together. And I can’t fu.cking stand it.
“How can you not want to hold her down after seeing that?” Adam asked, and he sounded so genuine that I felt I had to give him an actual answer.
“It just… It was just never the right time,” I mumbled. “And Thorn hates me anyway, so it don’t matter. I’m only 26, I’m not ready to settle down yet. She’d rather settle down with a cactus than ever even consider touching me. So, it really doesn’t matter. Besides,” I added. “I’m supposed to bank everything on a fleeting feeling I get when I see the way my son lights up around her? This ain’t some fairy-tale. This is real life. And in real life, her and I don’t work out.”
Adam looked at me for a moment. And for just a moment there, I thought he was going to leave it alone. I’d already overshared, given more than I wanted to. Everything I said was the truth, but it didn’t matter. Deidra and I weren’t meant to be. I already knew that, already put it to rest, and already moved on.
“No one said you had to marry her,” Adam said as we walked to the cash register. “I just think you should ask her out. Go for it. Most she can do is say no, right?”
Or laugh in my face and tell the entire club how she rejected me.
“She’s single again, I heard,” Adam continued. “Just sayin’, now’s your chance.”
I shook my head as we walked out of the gas station.
“Let’s just focus on this trip,” I replied.
Thankfully, Adam dropped it. His words haunted me though. I’ve already been thinking nonstop that Deidra is finally single again. But I know how that story turns out, and I’m not interested.
Deidra don’t like me anyway.
**
Well, by the time we arrived at the cabin, it was sometime in the evening. Birdie and Mom rushed the kids inside while the rest of us grabbed all the suitcases out of the two cages we rented to drive here. When I walked inside, the kids were exploring the house still. Waylen was more excited than I’d seen in months, and it made me happy that mom talked us into coming.
The three boys were sharing one room that had two sets of bunk beds. Mom and Dad had their own room, Birdie and Adam were sharing with baby Rosie, and I had my own room too. It was nice, cozy. The whole cabin was really nice. The decorations were simple, a big contrast to the fu.cking clubhouse back home. It was all elegant, and I couldn’t help but feel slightly out of place.
I have to admit that this place was pretty nice. Not what we were used to, but cute. For a brief moment, I thought about how much Deidra would like it here. I quickly shook the thought away though, blaming everyone else who’d been constantly bringing her up for the intrusive thought.
“Dad!!” Waylen shouted as he ran into my room and wrapped his arms around my legs. “Dad, can we go outside and build a snowman?? Pleeeaassseee? Aunt Birdie and Uncle Adam are coming out and even Granny and Grandpa too!” he rambled excitedly.
“Of course, buddy,” I replied, ruffling his hair. “Go get your snow-pants on.”
I just need to stay focused on his trip and my son. He’s what matters most.
Jinx’s P.O.V.
I woke up feeling groggy as hell. For a minute I forgot where I was. I blame Dad. He and Mom went to town last night for supplies. Which included alcohol. Adam, Dad, and I possibly drank a bit too much last night. Think I drank the most though.
In my defense, they all kept bringing up Deidra! Like we aren’t on vacation! They kept talking about her like they were trying to push me into something. It was driving me fu.cking nuts. I was so sick of hearing about her.
At first, they were getting to me. Only because the more they talked about Deidra’s whole situation with Theo and Sophie, the more I worried about her. All she has is Deb. I just took Waylen away from her for two weeks. Did she even know we were leaving town? Should I have told her?
And then I got annoyed. Because why the fu.ck was I thinking sh.it like that? Deidra is not Waylen’s mother. She might care for my son, but she’s nothing more than a good friend to him. I didn’t owe her anything at all.
Which started the fire of my anger. I was pissed at myself for even worrying about what Deidra would think. Because I truly didn’t owe her anything, yet, there I was, thinking about her like she was my baby momma. Likeshe matters. I don’t even think I would have considered Glory the way I had automatically done with Deidra.
Of course, Waylen was always with Glory, but still. Glory lived at the clubhouse. I would have just grabbed Waylen and left with no more than a few words to his mother. When I thought about how I should have told Deidra though, it made me nervous. Like I felt bad for taking him, or felt like I should have asked her, or like I was scared of what she’d say.
And it was all a damn hypothetic scenario!
I rolled over and groaned into my pillow. The fact that Waylen hasn’t woken me up yet tells me that it’s early. I always have a hard time sleeping when I’m drunk. Doesn’t help that I’m an early riser normally anyway.
Sure enough, it wasn’t even 7 a.m. yet when I looked at my phone. I was up though, so I rolled out of bed and went to the attached bathroom. I brushed my teeth and hopped in the shower. Then I threw on a pair of green and blue plaid pajama pants and brushed my hair before heading down to the kitchen.
No one else was awake yet, so the house was quiet. I started a pot of coffee and started pulling things out for breakfast. If I know my mom and sister, they’ll be in here soon to start cooking.
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