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SOAR

Julius

A crew is just pulling up but I’m not having it. I shake my head and point. “Off limits until nine.” The driver doesn’t look happy.

Vapor makes a snort noise that stops me for a second and a half. I pull her into the house that will be ours without pointing it out.

“That was rude.”

I nod and keep going because I can’t dispute it. I saw the empty bedroom yesterday so I’m aiming for the bathroom.

She stops, leaving me two options, stop or keep going causing her a dislocated shoulder or her flipping me like a rag doll. I stop and look back.

Her eyes are on mine. “You picked navy and bright white?”

My answer to colors was blue and white while I was helping the techs with the Badass app for tracking. I nod without explaining. She didn’t ask if I was distracted or how I answered.

“The kitchen too?”

This isn’t where I thought we’d be after three minutes behind a door.

I breathe deep and relax. Focusing on her eyes, I nod.

“My house had a small kitchen like here. I liked the small because Law has a kitchen building. The slate blue and light gray work well with the white. The abstract diagonal lines in the kitchen make it interesting for a small space. I had a Prospect move my stuff here and he took pictures for the crew, they did the exact same thing that I neither expected, or asked for.”

She pulls my hand so I take the step closer.

“I love it. My bedroom curtains match perfectly. I had the option on colors for my bed and they would all match this.” The kiss that she punctuates her happiness with has me backing her into the bathroom.

She’s going to love this one more and the counter is the perfect height.

Ripping her lips off mine is not the happy I was looking for. I watch and wait for the surprise I see to assemble into words. “Blood red?”

I smile, it’s not what I expected. “Dark red, dark blue and light gray.” I shrug, “I’m a guy that never put much thought into colors. I said dark red as I pointed to the wainscoting.”

She laughs at me. I don’t mind; I’m a law geek more than a decorator.

“I love the way it looks together. You’re overdressed.” When she bends to lose her boots, I move to help and get us undressed in record time.

Her hand on my dick brings up her hand on the bikers and I freeze.

One stroke and bikers disappear quicker than magic Mucimi.

She moves closer and I see her intent. “Not this time, Virginia Ross.” With a quick turn she lets me go and I’m against her back.

Her ass moves getting me between her legs.

“Mmm. One of my lessons was how to keep a woman. You’re the one who agreed to that so we do this the right way from the beginning. ”

Her ass stops moving and eyes find mine in the mirror.

I smile and kiss her head. “Relax, baby. There’s nothing in me that would try and contain all you are. It’s about making sure you’re happy. I go low, you go high.”

Her lips tip up but not in a full smile. I feel her relax back into me and know telling her why is the way to go. It’s like the Alpha-Bits. We learn us together and she’ll see I’m in for life.

My hand slides between her legs and she gets into believing it, moaning as her hands move to her breasts.

“You move where and when you need to. Next one we move together.” Her ass moves and I love my new old lady’s focus and intensity in every motion.

I tell her how fuckin’ perfect she looks and moves, then how good she feels against my dick, getting a pretty little purr out of her.

Her hands squeeze her nipples causing my dick to jump.

“That’s how much we want in, Virginia Ross.

My wet fingers move faster seeing you reach for that peak. Sexy doesn’t cover it, baby.”

Her sexy as hell purr almost takes me over with her. My fingers stop and hold her still and tight while my foot steps back.

Holy shit, she’s got it all. I breathe deep, kiss her head and hold her up with my hips angled so my dick isn’t fighting my brain to move before she’s ready.

The whole time, everything in my head comes out my mouth, it isn’t a lot of words, just the ones that cover, perfect, sexy and hot as hell.

Random thoughts is what I drip out as my free hand caresses her skin.

She’s beautiful with the serene look softening her gray eyes.

Today her honey blond hair is down and longer than it looks in the ponytail. I love it and everything about her.

She wanted to stay with the kids and made plans to hang out with them later. My mom said to find a woman that’s beautiful inside. Virginia Ross is beautiful inside and out. Mom would love her. Aunt Becky does.

Her ass moves and I focus. Too fast, she’s turned and bending. “No, Virginia Ross. We have about thirty minutes. You got me hard again just knowing you’d go there but I don’t need the help and we don’t have the time.”

She smiles and pulls me closer for a kiss and a half. Jesus, she’s killing me. Leaning on the counter with her riding me does it for both of us. My girl purred and moaned, but never said a word. I threw enough words out for both of us.

A quick shower and drying her with my shirt had me shirtless and hunting for my clothes.

“There’s a small box trailer outside.” Vapor stops my feet.

“Where?”

“Out the back, there’s a little room added onto this house too.” She points as we walk to the back.

I look and nod. “Dog bathroom, you’re a President, you get security, they have Ops dogs for Presidents.”

She stops. “You really do love me.” She sounds surprised. I said it twice just this morning. I guess it’s a surprise. Maybe I need to say it more.

“Yeah.” I agree simply.

“I love how you take care of things and me. You got my truck and room move scheduled. There’s an Ops board here and you ordered me food I told you I like.”

She feels it. The emails Justice had said some women need to hear it, see it and feel it. I’ll make sure she gets to hear it more. I’ve eaten, walked, rode beside her and have spent time with her quite a bit. She hasn’t said…

“I love you, too. Since I met you, I thought you were perfect. No, you’re not perfect and don’t try to be but neither am I. I think that’s what’s perfect.”

I nod. She doesn’t care about the scar on her arm or her side.

She was in a bathing suit not caring who saw it.

It’s part of her. She snorts, is a meticulous planner and dastardly opponent, but she’s cute, sexy and laughs at herself.

We’re very similar and vastly different.

I’d fight like hell for her to be retired at the rank she achieved.

She earned it and walked away. I breathe deep again and focus on her eyes.

“Wherever you were isn’t where I am going. I love you, Julius the JAG.” Her smile lights her face, her eyes and me.

With a bear hug and kiss that almost gets us starting over, I set her down and kiss her head. “You made me promise to honor your schedule and not make you late. We need clothes and to get to the Club.”

“I’m dressed and it’s a barn.” She’s right. There are two now but the bigger is the Club and it is technically a barn.

I pull her out and hunt around the shipping box that does indeed have our belongings in them.

As we leave, she gets on my bike and stuns me into almost dropping it. “I want a big German shepherd Malamute mix with blue eyes.”

“There’s one at the new Club, Seamus has a Rottweiler too, he has a lot now but those two are chipped to him.

I don’t know how it works but he isn’t shy about it.

He told us in the middle of a Cort presentation.

The CIA gets around. They tried to kill him and his dog partners but he fled through countries to lose them.

New chipped dogs found him and the CIA tried again.

He was paralyzed when they threw them out of a chopper but shielded his K9s.

He doesn’t like calling them dogs because the chip makes them more like humans.

Alder made him a skeleton like Pres Jinx so he can walk but I see him in the chair quite a bit.

He had a farm and was helping south and central American Indians get papers so they wouldn’t be stopped every time they came into the US. ”

Her head shaking, the sadness in her eyes and disbelief showing on her face is how I see it too. He’s a good man just trying to live his life doing more good than bad.

“I’m glad he made it here. I saw the Rottweiler, on a mission we worked as a shield, he’s mixed too but looks almost adjusted like an AI generated dog.”

I laugh at her this time.

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SOAR Club

Vapor

There has got to be something in the water that causes hallucinations. “There are tents, on the other side of the road that weren’t here when we left, right?”

He laughs and it feels like he’s laughing at me again. I give a squeeze to his well-defined stomach.

“Yeah, baby. Anchor said Alder built the road paver and a smaller one for walkways. Cort puts tent cities up when something big is happening. Ben Knight came for the one with Citiali. He’s a Cherokee Indian that can shield big.

I don’t understand what it means, just that people around the country who were fuckin’ with Badass died.

” He doesn’t talk much, but sometimes when he does, I really don’t want to believe what he’s saying.

A seer with the magic killed people across the country? “How many people?” I ask scooting off the back of the bike.

His head whips toward me. “Hundreds at these Clubs. The girls were holding up the line with White Wave and Kristoff, but Citiali shielded and the men who were attacking just dropped dead. Same at Teach, the Colorado Badass mansion, Champion Rising, and MC Badass Colorado. I didn’t hear from all the Clubs, just those and Cort said Princes in Rhode Island, Mass, Ohio and Virginia were collecting bodies. ”

No, no, no, no, no, just NO! “Fuck! That’s not magic, that’s genocide, Julius.” My voice is low so the people around the lot don’t hear.