The Thunder Wolves MC - Lizzy (Book #5)

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Lizzy

Why did I do that? What was I even thinking? I hardly knew the guy. I don't even know why I tell him things without hesitation. All he had to do was ask, and I told him what he wanted to know. And then there was that kiss. My god, that kiss, and his hands on my body. I so wanted more. My body was screaming for more. But at the same time, my brain was screaming for me to run the other way. What if he hurts me like Connor had? What if he is worse than Connor? What if my dad isn't able to help this time? Oh god, what have I agreed to? I tried shaking the thoughts from my head as I carried my parents' food out to them.

Getting to the table, they were sitting at. I set their food down. "Mom, dad, I didn't know you guys were coming in today." My mom smiled up at me, scooting over and patting the seat next to her. Sighing, I sat down. My dad stared at me with a blank look on his face for a few minutes, making me fidget slightly in my seat. It was so hard to sit still when he just stared at me like that. It was like he was waiting for me to confess something I had done wrong. Or he knew something and was just waiting for me to spill the beans. Finally, he sighed when I didn't say anything and just shifted in my seat a few more times. "Gears called, said you agreed to go up there for the weekend to help them out." I nodded. "The part for your car won't be in, in time. But Ink and Tank will be coming through tomorrow and have agreed to pick you up and take you up there. They have business up that way and will be headed back on Sunday. They said they will bring you back on their way back through." I nodded.

I remembered the two. Ink was ok. Tank scared the s**t out of me. But they had been there when I needed help and made sure I was safe until my family got there to take care of me. Thinking that was all I moved to get up. "Lizzy…" I stilled looking back at my dad, who had that blank look on his face. "I am trusting you know what you are doing, and I will do my best to stay out of it. But he hurts you, and I make no promises for the future." Swallowing, I nodded. "Thanks, daddy." My mom patted my leg under the table, reassuringly giving me a small smile. I returned her smile and nodded before nearly running from the table to the back. 

As I walked back into the kitchen, Axel looked back at me. "I am going, to be honest here. I have no clue what I am doing." Shaking my head, I laughed, taking the spatula back from him and taking back over. It was a good thing I got back when I did, too, because another minute and these would have been burnt. I pulled them off placing them on their assigned trays, and set them up in the window. Once Summer took them, I leaned back against the counter across from where he was leaning. "My dad says my car won't be fixed before this weekend. One of the parts won't be in, in time. But a couple of The Spiked Eagles members are driving through town tomorrow as they head up to do some business up around where my brother is. And they agreed to give me a ride up there and then back on Sunday when they head back this way." Again I don't know why I told him this. Maybe as a test to see how he reacts to it. Connor was very possessive of me and would have flipped out at this proposal. Hell, he had beat the s**t out of me for coming here and spending the weekend with my family. I could only imagine what he would have done if I had ridden up here on the back of someone else's bike. "You know a few members from The Spiked Eagles MC? And your dad and brother are comfortable with them giving you a ride?" I nodded, "They are friends with my brother and helped me out until my dad and brother could get to California when I left my ex." He seemed to think about this for a few seconds, then shrugged. "If your dad and brother are comfortable with them giving you a ride, then all I ask is you be careful and have fun." I couldn't help the smile that filled my face as I pushed off the counter and threw a few more burgers on the grill. "Was that a test?" Turning back around, I looked him in the eye. "Kind of... yeah….I think so." I stuttered out, not sure if he would be upset or not. "Did I pass?" I couldn't help but laugh slightly and nod. "Yes." A smile pulled at his lips as he nodded. "Good."

Silence fell between us for a bit while I got caught up on the orders. It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, even though he watched me the whole time. "So other than hamburgers, what else can you cook?" He broke the silence as I pulled the burgers off the grill, plating them. I shrugged as I put the last order in the window. "I can cook a lot of things. What's your favorite meal?" I leaned back against the counter and watched him think. After a minute or so, he shrugged. "I don't really have a specific favorite dish per se. But I guess if I had to pick one, it would be enchiladas. The spicier, the better." Both my eyebrows shot up in surprise. I loved enchiladas, not so much spicy ones, but I loved them. "What kind of enchiladas? Chicken, beef, cheese?" He shrugged, "Chicken preferably." Smiling, I nodded, "That's perfect because I just so happen to know an amazing chicken enchilada recipe. They aren't so much on the spicy side, but that is easily fixed. Maybe if you're lucky, I will make them for you one day." A large smile filled his face. "I would like that." 

The rest of the day pretty much went like that. Axel hung out in the back of the bar with me the whole time. While I cooked, he helped clean up the dishes as they came back. The entire time we talked. I learned his favorite color was gray, not a dark gray but a light gray. He and his brother grew up in the foster system after their father went to jail for nearly beating a guy to death when they were seven. Their mom had long ditched them choosing drugs over everything else. For the most part, the two had been able to stay together. There were a few times they were separated and even lived in different towns. But somehow, they always ended back up in the same home. When they both turned eighteen and were basically pushed out of the foster house, they were in they joined up with the MC. And for the first time, they actually found themselves calling other people family. I learned that every tattoo he has, he got to cover a different scare he wished to forget. All of which he had gained while in the foster system. He even told me briefly about his ex and how she had stolen money from his bank accounts because she had felt entitled to it. I also got to learn how he got to be so good at playing pool. It was while living in one of the homes without Tats. The father taught the kids all how to play pool and then would take them to different bars that would let them in as long as they weren't drinking. He would then bet people that were there that the kid would be able to beat them, and they would end up scamming people out of hundreds of dollars. Because of this, he usually doesn't play pool. The only time he really ever plays is when Tats gets himself into a hole. Then he will help him out of it. 

All the while, I told him about myself as well, like how I love pink. I know it's such a girly thing to do, but I do. I love pink. Like all things pink, like pink flowers of any kind, my all-time favorite would be pink roses. I told him about when I decided to become a doctor like my mom and how both she and my dad were supportive to help me. My mom even brought home some of the medical books from the hospital so I could read through them before she took them back. I told him how Alex and I were close even though there was something like nine or so, give or take a few years, between us. But no matter how close we were at the end of the day, if it ever came down to him having to take a bullet for Clara or me, it would be Clara every time. The two of them were joined at the hip. I told him how Summer and I would spend hours eating junk food and watching stupid movies. I even told him a little more about what happened with Connor and me. I didn't tell him all of it, but I did tell him some of it. I wasn't really fully ready for everyone to know what happened. But for some reason, I felt like it was something he should know.