I noticed Sasha and Bear watching and nodded at Sophie when she looked that way. They must have told her that this was the only way that she can show that she is claimed to be my Old Lady (to those who are not from here) until she gets a tattoo and vest with my name on it.
“Baby girl, holy fuck,” I hear a voice say, and Krista is automatically wrapped up in the arms of the Wicked Dragons MC. I stand up straighter.
I hear Krista start to cry. I look over at Pyro and he looks like he wants to rip her from their hands.
“That’s her dad. She hasn’t seen him in over a year,” Sophie whispers softy to me.
I nod my head in understanding. Wow, I had no idea that we had another club princess right in front of us. I guess that’s the secret that she had been hiding from everyone.
No one wanted to pry since it seemed like Krista was the quiet type that didn’t want anyone bothering her. She also didn’t have any friends that weren’t the girls, but now we know why. We should have dug deeper because I know that they had been looking for her for quite a while.
The reunion is tearful, and no one would dare judge a father who hadn’t seen his daughter in a long time for crying. I know that they were hoping that she wasn’t caught by a rival club or anything because being the daughter of such an important member puts her at a lot of risk. I remember everything that Ella went through. I’m glad I could be there for her when that went down even though I was a prospect at the time.
This is the first time that Sophie has been to the club since the first night when she had introduced herself.
I let everyone catch up since a bunch of them are old friends. I’m not on duty right now and, since I planned on seeing Sophie today, I’m glad that she’s here.
“Come on, baby, let’s head to my room. I haven’t been alone with you in a while,” I say because it’s true. It feels like there is always someone watching our every move waiting for me to screw up, so I can’t wait until I get the house ready.
I had put a bid on a house that is a two bedroom and nothing special. It seems like a perfect little starter home for us. When I walked in, I could picture us living there for a few years until we decided to start our own family. I would have liked to buy a bigger one, but I don’t want Sophie to be overwhelmed at what I want for our future considering that she has been through so much.
When we are in my room, we lay on the bed on our sides talking to each other. I tell Sophie about the house and grab the card I have for her to purchase things for the home. She seemed hesitant at first, but I told her that since I was planning on making her my Old Lady, I needed her to make the place a home for us. This is where most of our first memories are going to be made. She agreed and I could tell that she was getting excited.
I hated that she was so unsure that I wanted her as an Old Lady. I will make sure that she sees everyday that she’s what I want.
I told her that I would take her to the house later to show her so that she can get an idea for what she wants in the house.
I don’t know how long we lay there and talk. I spent most of the time trying to convince myself not to push her too fast.
I don’t know what kind of relationship she had with this other guy, but I am guessing her experiences are limited. He sounds like an asshole to only care about himself and not his woman.
When I finally take her to bed, I am not going to have a bunch of brothers on the other side of the door or down the hall, or risk having her aunt or uncle hearing. I already make a plan in my head to wait until we have the house ready and moved in to make that step with her.
I know that the women have been talking to her and telling her what it’s like being an Old Lady, including getting a tattoo and other expectations. She listened to everything that they have said, and I’ve already told her my intentions so that she isn’t surprised when I want to move her into the house that will become ours.
I give her some heated kisses but make sure not to take it too far. She reluctantly agrees with my decision. I can’t help but feel a bit smug knowing that she wants me just as much.
I hear a knock at the door and get up to unlock it.
“Where’s my niece?” Bear practically grunts at me. I have to give it to him though because he probably thought we were fucking and wouldn’t want to think about his niece in that way.
I move so that he can see her sitting up in the bed with her legs crossed.
“Soph, I’m heading out for the night. You going to come or crash here?” he asks like it pains him to do so.
She looks at me with questions in her eyes. I just shrug. I would love to hold her all night, but I want it to be her decision.
“I would like to stay
