Page 43 of Tinsel & Chrome
Emberly
I stare at the small window, and I can see the moon. The moonlight filters through the window, giving me some light. I slide from under Frosty’s arm and out of bed.
I look for my dress and pull it on. I’m sore, and I need to get home to take a nice hot shower. I stare at Frosty, he’s so fucking hot. He’s not cold at all, and I loved it.
But he didn’t say that he wanted to see me again. I don’t want to go through any awkward moments in the morning.
I’m a big girl, and I assume the consequences even if that means that I don’t see him again. But, yeah, but that doesn’t mean that I won’t do everything I can to see him again and make him mine.
His light blue eyes revealed his soul to me last night. I felt him deep inside me, and not just his big cock. I want to learn his story because I know that he has one.
I felt the welts on his back, but you can’t see them with all of the tattoos.
The tattoos are badass, and they cover up his story, or maybe I need to study the tattoos to learn his story. My chest tightens, and I inhale deeply and slowly exhale.
Who the fuck hurt him like that
I hope I see you again, Frosty.
I know that my girls are waiting for me; that was the plan. One for all and all for one, something like that.
I chew my lip and pull out my cell phone from my dress pocket to text my bitches.
Ember Where are you?
Heather Bitch, we're outside in the car waiting for your slutty ass.
Ember Fuck! Coming out.
I walk out of his room, down the hall, and across the Merciless Few MC clubhouse in the middle of the night, well, close to the early morning.
It’s my first walk of shame, and I can say I don’t fucking like it.
I loved fucking Frosty, he’s was terrific. I love it, but he acts like it’s a one-time deal.
Not if I have anything to do with it.
I walk out of the clubhouse and across the parking lot to the car. I get inside, and my bitches start laughing.
“Fuck! You really did slut it tonight,”
Marie laughs, shaking her head.
“Yeah, and I loved it,”
I say, nodding.
“Shut up, you did too,”
Heather scoffs, turning on the car.
“Yeah, it was a blast! Those bikers are hot,”
Amber says.
“Let’s get home because I’m tired,”
I say, gathering my hair.
“Yes, I have to work tomorrow,”
Marie says, rubbing her fingers through her hair and closing her eyes.
“Fuck, you need to get another job,”
Janet says.
“Yeah, but they pay good,”
Marie says, shrugging.
Marie works at a tech company that has all sorts of work hours, and they ask her to fill in.
“I’m not going to try to get a teaching position. After dealing with the kids in the office, it’s enough to drive me insane. So, I’m good,”
I say, blinking my eyes.
“Yeah, I bet,”
Heather says.
“Bitches, so I’ll let you know when we need to show up to the toy drive. Remember, we’re helping the bikers collect the toys for the foster and abused kids,”
I say, smiling.
Maybe I’ll see Frosty there.
“Yeah, let me know,”
Heather says, nodding.
“I’m all in,”
Janet says.
“Yes, I’m helping,”
Marie says.
“I’m in,”
Amber says.
*****
I’m so happy it’s Saturday, and I was able to sleep in. It was early morning when I got home; I took a quick shower. That’s when I saw all of the love bites Frosty made. The dark blush spreads through my face, and I bite my lower lip.
The sexy biker marked me!
Is the fucker claiming me?
He didn’t use a condom, but I don’t think I’ll get pregnant the first time.
What are the odds?
I get out of bed, pull on my leggings, and put on an oversized T-shirt. I walk out of my room, down the hall, and into the kitchen to get some coffee.
I don’t think Mom is home. I grab a cup and pour some coffee. I hold the cup, looking out into the backyard at Mom’s garden. When I was small, I helped her plant the azaleas and peonies. The backyard looks lovely right now since they’re blooming. We live in a small house, it’s older, and it needs some updating.
The front door opens, and Mom walks into the house.
“Ember, you’re up? Did you enjoy your night out,”
Mom says, smiling.
“Mom, do you need help?”
“No, I’m good. It’s only these two bags,” Mom says.
She walks across the living room and into the kitchen with some groceries. She places the bags on the countertop and starts putting the groceries away.
“Yes, we had a blast,”
I say, nodding.
I take another drink of coffee because I really need it. I finish it up and pour more.
“Ember, your Dad said that the toy drive is on Sunday at ten in the morning,”
Mom says, looking at me.
“Really? Tomorrow,” I ask.
Fuck!
I wanted to go shopping, but I guess not. This is more important. I can go shopping another day.
“I need to text my girls,”
I say, nodding.
I pull out my cell phone and send the text to my bitches.
Ember Bitches. Toy drive. Sunday, tomorrow, at ten am.
Heater Okay.
Marie Ready.
Janet Let’s do it.
Amber Yeah, ready.
“I’m making spaghetti for dinner. Help me with the salad,” Mom says.
“Dinner?”
I look at the time, geeze, I slept late. It’s time to start cooking dinner.
“Yeah, I got it,”
I say, nodding.
After I finish the salad, I clean up my room and do laundry.