Pyro looks him in the eye so that we can all see that he’s not fooling around.
“I know Torch just left, and we are already down a brother, but I need to go. I have to claim my woman. Life’s too fucking short and the shit with Stacey proves that. Even if I only have a month with her, I need to go to her.” Pyro looks determined like he’s going to go no matter what Prez thinks.
Prez looks at him for a moment before slowly nodding his head. “I understand. I went to great lengths to claim Lily and you need to do what you can to claim your woman. I’ll let the Wicked Dragons know that you will be coming on their territory right away,” he says, and then claps Pyro on the back and leaves to his office.
I look back at Crash and raise an eyebrow. Looks like things are about to get interesting.
Sophie comes bursting through the door practically running to me. I would be concerned if it wasn’t for the huge smile on her face. She’s got papers in her hand and I’m kind of scared that she’s going to drop them.
“I did it!” she screams as she jumps into my arms. I give her a kiss before I ask what she did.
“You mean, you finally put red velvet cupcakes on your menu?!” Crash asks, his tone pretty damn hopeful.
Sophie puts her feet on the ground and turns to him rolling her eyes. “I told you that if you keep asking me, I’m not doing it.”
Crash looks like he’s close to begging. “B-but…”
She raises her hand to cut him off. “Not everything is about my baking, buddy,” she asserts throwing her hands on her hips so that everyone knows how serious she is. I can see everyone’s jaws dropping.
“Your baking is everything!” Ella shouts running down the hall. I look down the hall. She was running from Damien’s room here at the club. How the hell did she hear that?
I can’t help but laugh, and apparently Sophie can’t either because she doubles over in laughter at the look on Ella’s face.
She throws her hands up in the air. “Okay, okay, guys, I have done something. It has nothing to do with my cooking, but I want everyone to hear me out,” she says looking around.
Prez comes walking out and raises an eyebrow at what’s going on. I can tell that he has questions. There are a lot of brothers and women here, and everyone is looking at Sophie.
“What’s going on?” he says as he walks up to us.
Sophie smiles nervously and raises the papers that she has in her hand in the air.
“Well I had an idea. Remember when Stitch’s brother had said that we should figure something out for Stacey, in honour of her?” she asks, and everyone slowly nods their head.
“Yeah, what about it?” he asks hesitantly.
“Well I got to thinking. It had to be something that was Stacey, something she liked or loved. I thought about the salon. Then, I thought about all the young women around, and how some of them don’t have the money to afford to go to prom because, I mean, it does cost a lot for a dress, shoes, jewelry, make up- you know, everything,” she says and rolls her eyes when Ella makes a “keep going motion” with her hand.
“Well, how about we set up some sort of place where these ladies could get ready for prom with no cost to them. We will get dresses donated or on sale. Her friends at the salon already said that they would volunteer their time when needed, and I’ve contacted other salons in the area who also loved the idea. I mean, come on, Stacey loved everything to do with hair, makeup, and fashion. Why don’t we help the young women and men who can’t afford those things?” she says taking a deep breath after. Everyone is staring at her in shock and there is complete silence in the club.
I hear a sniffle and look over to find Ella’s eyes fill with tears. She rushes over to Sophie and hugs her tightly. I hear Sophie gasp at the contact.
“That would be perfect for her. It sounds just like her. Let me know what you need, and we can get started on it since prom is only months away!”
Ella starts chatting away and I look at Bear across the room. He is looking at Sophie with pride.
I make a note to invite Sasha and him over for dinner. They don’t get to have her food often anymore since she mostly cooks for me, but they are going to be a big part of her life and I want to get to know them better.
Sophie’s phone rings in the middle of Ella’s ramble about the fundraiser, and she tells Ella that she needs to take it.
She walks to the hallway so she’s out of earshot but not out of my sight, and she looks back at me the whole time she’s having the conversation.
She nods her head and the look she gives is between excitement and annoyance.
Once Sophie hangs up the phone, she walks straight to me. I haven’t taken my eyes off her the entire time. I still can’t fucking believe she chose me.
“What’s going on, babe?” I ask when she steps in between my legs from the stool I’m sitting on.
She lets out an annoyed huff. “Well I’m having trouble naming the bakery and they need to get the sign started, like, yesterday. Everything is almost done, so I need to have the sign made. I’m just having trouble with the name,” she rambles.
“I told you just to name it Sophie’s. You’re sweet
