Chapter 4

Viper's POV...

Damn that’s cold, she just breezed past us like we didn’t even exist. No, ’hello’ no nothing. I look to my right and see that even Tank was affected by that and I decide to bait her a little. “Did she seriously just walk by without so much as a ‘hello’? Oh right, I forgot that city girls not only think that they’re better than everyone else, but that it might actually kill them if they deign to greet their neighbors.” I say loudly to Tank, secretly hoping that she might hear me.

To my surprise, it seems that she did in fact hear me and that she did not appreciate my comment if her glare is anything to go by. She looks me straight in the eye as she says. “Yeah we city girls do in fact think we’re better than everyone else. No wait, scratch that. We ARE better than no good bikers who think it’s okay to aim their guns at defenseless women holding infants in their arms.” She spits the words out like it left a bad taste in her mouth before tossing her head back and marching off like she didn’t just disrespect us by talking to us as if we were just common street rats.

Tank lets' out a low whistle. “Damn the girl’s got balls bigger than mine. I would be shaking in my boots if I were that tiny and I just spoke to two bikers the way she just did.” He says and I have to admit that the little sprite sure does have some guts that’s for damn sure. Tank looks at me and I’m not sure what he sees, but it’s obvious he doesn’t like it at all.

“Look brother, I get it. She disrespected us by simply breezing past us like we didn’t even exist and then she mouths off like that, but she did and maybe even still does feel threatened by us. After all, she did stare down the barrel of thirty guns thinking that she needed to protect the people she cares about from us. One of them being her baby girl.” He says.

“Frankly, any of us would have done the exact same thing, had we been in her shoes. We aimed our guns at her friend who was holding her baby. Which means that in her eyes we were a threat, and to her we might actually still be and it’s going to take some time for her to come to terms with that.” He reasons on her behalf and I have to admit that it does make sense because I sure as hell wouldn’t trust someone who has aimed a weapon at my friend who just happened to be holding my child. Nope, scratch that. I’d blow the fuckers to kingdom come, consequences be damned.

We’ve finished moving Tank’s stuff to my apartment and now we’re sitting in the Broken Skulls clubhouse. Dad actually came through for us and somehow managed to convince her blonde friend to meet us here so we can make our case. “I just hope that she isn’t as tough as our little sprite.” I say to Tank and he nods. “We might just be screwed if that is the case.” He says before downing the last of his beer and just then the door to the clubhouse bursts open, revealing a pissed off looking long legged blonde storming over to us.

“Alright listen up you mother fuckers. The only reason, and I do mean the only reason I’m here is because Mr. Mcdonald practically begged me to hear you out.” She says, and I can see the distrust in her eyes.

“Well, here's the thing. We actually kind of need your help” I say and she looks taken aback.

“What do you mean you need my help? My help with what exactly?” She asks and I can instantly see that she’s going to be tough to convince.

“We need you to tell us everything about your friend Ainsley.” I start and before she can interrupt, I continue. “We could run a full background check on her or ask my dad for the information, but we chose to come to you, hoping that you’ll tell us everything you can because I know you might be able to tell us a whole hell of a lot more than we could possibly dig up on her.” I finish and she just looks at me like I have just grown two extra heads and turned into Cerberus.

“You have GOT to be flippin’ kidding me. Please, please tell me that you two aren’t actually planning on pursuing her?” She asks as if I just suggested that she murder someone’s puppy and before I can even think of a response, Tank answers her.

“Of course we are planning on making her ours, but before we can do that we need to know as much as we can about her which is where you come in.” He says and I can instantly see her shifting into protective mode.

“It’ll be an ice cold fucking day in Hell before I let another man get close enough to hurt that girl again. She has been through more than enough. Ainsley has been my best friend for as long as I can remember and to me she is more than just a best friend. To me, she is the sister I never had, but always wanted. She has had my back more times than I can even count and the one time that I was supposed to have her back, I couldn’t even stop one person from turning their back on her after he spread those lies about her.” She says, her eyes shining with unshed tears.

“And no offense, but you two don’t exactly look like the one woman type of guys. So you can bet your arse that I’ll hunt you down and kill you both myself if either of you hurt her. I swear that I will cut off your balls and gladly watch you choke on them after I’ve shoved them down your throats.”

Tank and I look at each other and nod before I answer her. “You can rest assured that the last thing either of us wants to do is hurt her. She’s ours, she just doesn’t know it yet. Now would you please tell us just why on earth you both carry so much hatred towards men?” I ask her as nicely as I can. It’s really admirable that she is so determined to protect her friend and any other day, I would complement her on that fact, but right now my patience is wearing thin.

She nods in approval, before she starts. “The first thing that you boys would need to know before I say anything else is that you need to be patient with her, because she’s going to be a tough nut to crack.” She says and then proceeds to tell us about how exactly they ended up in this Podunk little town.

The more she tells us, the angrier I become and that little punk better pray that our paths never cross because I will kill him. Basically, long story short. She dated this scumbag for two years and the entire time the little shit has tried his damnedest to get into her pants while she continued to refuse, saying that they needed to wait.

During this time he has repeatedly cheated on her and every time she caught him, the little prick turned it around on her. Saying that he had needs that she refused to meet and until she decided to be a real girlfriend and give him what he needs, she was just going to have to deal with the knowledge that he was seeking his pleasure elsewhere. Eventually she got tired of the pressure and gave him what he wanted.

He still refused to meet her one condition, that he wear protection because she wasn’t on the pill. When she told him that she was pregnant and refused to have an abortion, he once again turned it around on her he figured that he’d just ruin her reputation by telling all of their friends that she was a lying, cheating slut who ended up pregnant with another guy’s child and was now trying to trap him by claiming that he was the father and expects him to raise another man’s bastard child.

Naturally all of her friends, aside from Shannon believed his lies and ended up turning their backs on her. Shannon even quit school with Ainsley in a show of support even though she didn’t need to, but she’s adamant that should the tables have been turned and the roles reversed, Ainsley would have done the same thing for her in a heartbeat.

By the time Shannon is finished with her little rant, my blood is boiling. What a moronic little shit! It’s no wonder that they don’t trust men and have decided that pretending to be lesbians was the best way to avoid all men, even the ones with good intentions.