Ch 2 - The Next Day
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Zak POV:
Rolling over, I groan as the bright light of the morning assaults my eyes. "f*****g bright" I mutter as I force myself to sit up and stretch my tired body. Groaning as the headache hits me with a vengeance, I stumble to the shower, desperate to wash away the memories of last night. Wincing as I breath in a hint of Tanya's sickly sweet perfume, I mentally slap myself at giving in to her advances.
Quickly showering, I get dressed and leave my room, kicking the many bottles that litter the club floor as I pass through. Seeing Logan slumped at the breakfast bar, I chuckle as I take in his rough state.
"Had any sleep?”I smirk as he slowly lifts his head and glares at me.
"Don’t" he mutters at me. "Where did you disappear last night anyway?"
Pausing as I raise my glass of orange juice to my lips, I frown at the vision of the fiery seductress with the green eyes that fills my mind. Clearing my throat, I quickly gulp down my drink before replying.
"Got to take ma to her appointment later today, didn't want to be up too late and risk being as bad as you" I lie, not wanting to tell him of the woman who had put me in her place and made me unable to think of anything else since.
"Well you missed a good night" he chuckles. "Tanya was on one, man that girls wild."
Shuddering as I remember my mistake once more, he catches my action and his eyes widen in surprise. "She finally got you huh?" He asks with a grin.
"Man" I warn with a wince, "a mistake I will not be repeating. She's just mad because I stopped and came to my senses."
"She's going to think she's finally got her talons in you now" he warns me as I groan and rub my temples in stress.
"Well i’ll just have to make it even more clear that it wont be happening again" I snap. "Anyway, why the f**k are you up at this time if you feel this s**t?"
"Pres has called a meeting, it’s in an hour. If you weren't up in 20minutes I was going to come wake you" he explains as his attention moves to the food on the plate in front of him.
"What's it about?" I ask.
"Not a clue, soon find out though" he shrugs as he begins to eat.
"Alright, well I’ll see you in there" I tell him before ducking outside and sparking up a smoke as I lean on my polished bike.
My thoughts wander to the woman who called herself Flames last night. She'd had my attention as soon as her wide green eyes had met mine, her full lips curled in an amused smile as she casually dealt with Tanya. When she walked into the bar, I'd stood back and observed as everyone tracked the fiery red heads movements through the room. Whether she meant to or not, she managed to get the attention of everyone in there and I'm sure caused a few to suffer from their eyes wandering off of their ol' ladies. When she has walked away from me outside, my c**k had jumped in my trousers as I watched her round hips swaying from side to side.
What had surprised me though, was when she caught sight of my patch. Her whole demeanour changed, her eyes hardened and her lips pursed, never mind the look of utter disgust that she couldn't hide even if she wanted to. She'd been a mystery I'd wanted to crack but she gave me no opportunity. To be fair, my luck with her had basically been over from the moment our eyes met considering I was balls deep in a club w***e at that very moment. When she shot Nathan that seductive smile and leaned in close to talk to him, it took every bit of my strength to keep myself from shooting off of the bar stool and warning him away from her. But I couldn't do it, because she already hated me and god knows why that was, but also because she wasn't mine.
Tanya alone I'm ashamed about. Up until last night, I'd kept my d**k firmly away from the girls at the club, choosing to have my fun elsewhere. I might love a good f**k, but when it came to the club girls, the sharing was very off putting for me. When I had a girl bent over in front of me, I didn't want to be thinking of who else had been inher hole that night, which one of my brothers had stretched her out for me.
"f**k" I curse to myself as I kick the ground in front of me.
"Hmm you did last night baby" Tanya's high pitched voice says in what she thinks is a seductively suggestive tone. Feeling her long nails graze my arm as she appears beside me, I shoot her a cold glare and move myself firmly away.
"You were an easy f**k Tanya, I was sick of your begging and thought if I dipped once you'd then leave me alone. I soon stopped when something better came up didn't I, I don't want to hear any more more about you and I" I tell her as her cheeks flush red at my bluntness. "It wont happen again Tanya, I'll make that clear now."
Shaking herself off, she winks at me before speaking. "That's what they all say" she giggles before walking away, moving her hips dramatically to try and gain my attention. But all I can think about is those full hips from my mystery woman last night, the tight leather trousers that hugged her round behind and the fiery waves of hair that tumbled down her back.
"Damn it" I growl to myself. No point thinking of her, she left my life as quickly as she entered it, no point obsessing over her.
"MEETING NOW" I hear the Vice Pres roar across the club house. Standing myself up, I shake my head clear of my thoughts and quickly make my way inside.
"You look better" I comment to Logan as he wraps his bandana over his now damp locks.
"Amazing what a shower can do" he grunts as he steps in front of me. Entering the room, I soon see the serious look on the Pres' face as he sits waiting at the head of the table. Internally groaning I begin to think of what the f**k could have happend now.
"Sit down and make sure everybody is here" he tells Vince, the Vice Pres, who is stood waiting by the door. With a sharp nod he waits for the rest of the brothers to file in and take their seats around the table.
Catching Logans eye, he grimaces as we can all tell the Pres is not in a good mood today.
Hearing the door slam close behind us, I sit up and watch the Pres as he leans forward and lights up his cigar.
"Let’s begin" he drawls.
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