Page 27 of Unbreakable
"Prez said he'd be here in thirty minutes to wait and follow you home," he informs me. Just then Emerson opens the gym door and walks inside.
"Jesus Fuckin' Christ," Quinn mutters as our eyes follow his across the room. Emerson is a beautiful woman. It's not often anyone sees her not wearing her scrubs. Her tattoos are sexy. She has a beautifully detailed peacock tattoo that starts at her ribcage, and the feathers span her hip and partly down her thigh. It's breathtaking. It's on full display with her gym outfit.
"Who the fuck is that douchebag?" Quinn points, and glares.
My eyes follow the direction of his finger. The guy he is referring to is speaking to Emerson and making her laugh, which I'm positive Quinn won't tolerate for too much longer judging by the scowl on his face.
"That's Rhett the instructor. We met him earlier today when we signed up." Bella announces with her arms above her head as she puts her long hair into a ponytail.
"Alright, ladies. My name is Rhett. Let me begin by saying this is a safe environment. Learning to defend yourself against an attacker can be an overwhelming thought for some, but trust me when I say you are stronger than you think you are. Now, Emerson here," he motions for her to walk on the mat, "just started taking Muay Thai classes last week. She has agreed to help me show you a few moves to get us started."
"I'm not sure I can watch another man touch my woman like this," Quinn runs his hand through his shaggy blonde hair before shoving them both in his front pockets. Emerson takes her stance. The instructor is demonstrating how to get out of a hold if an attacker should grab her by the arm. He teaches how to twist the elbow upward, yanking downward using our core muscles, then fleeing. Next is a simple grab from behind and lifted off the ground move. He instructs her to use the heels of her feet to kick the shins of the attacker repeatedly.
Feeling good about herself so far, Emerson smiles when Rhett praises her, "Perfect. Ladies, that was a great example of how to make these two moves." Motioning for her to leave the mat Emerson saunters towards us. Holding our breath we wait for Quinn to say something, but he doesn't. Instead, he makes his way over to the side of the room where Remi is watching, but not before he makes sure Emerson sees his eyes lustfully roam her body, which causes her to blush. When the two of them; or I should say whenever Emerson decides to give into the chemistry the two of them have, anyone within a hundred mile radius will feel its effect it's that intense already.
"So, which one of you ladies is willing to help demonstrate a few more moves," The instructor asks.
Feeling brave I raise my hand, and it takes my friends off guard. I know this by the shocked looks on their speechless faces. As I step my foot on the mat, the sound of the front door closing catches my attention, and I find Jake standing there. Our eyes connect, and butterflies flutter in my stomach with his heated stare.
The instructor clearing his throat grabs my attention. When I turn my head giving him my attention he provides a quick glance to Jake. I give him a shoulder shrug and smile before introducing myself. "Hi, My name's Grace," I tell him and wipe my sweaty palms on my hips.You've got this. I say to myself and focus.
"Grace, nice to meet you. Class this is Grace, she's going to help me demonstrate two more defensive moves," he announces and instructs me to face forward and that he is going to grab me from behind. I turn my back to him, take a deep breath and ready myself. "Now," he says once he wraps his arms around mine, pinning them at my side, "you want to grab your attacker's arms and pull them in."
He doesn’t get to finish his explanation because my training kicks in and I kind of zone out. Swinging my hips to the side, I shift my body, make a fist and land a solid punch to his groin area, which gives me the opportunity to pivot around. Interlocking my hands behind the back of his neck, I proceed to bring my knee upwards and again striking him in the groin causing him to double over which gives me time to run. When I turn to flee, I don’t get far because I face plant into Jake's chest.
"Little Bird," Jake grabs my attention.
I turn my head and look over my shoulder to find the instructor on one knee holding himself and catching his breath.Shit. "Grace," he coughs, "I think you should have warned me that you've had training before, that way I could have been better prepared," Rhett says standing.
A soft chuckle vibrates through Jake's chest as I bury my face. "You're fucking perfect," he rumbles.
15
Jake
I'm on my way to the warehouse to meet up with Demetri, and some of the guys when my mind keeps playing the conversation I had with Grace this morning. Remi asked if Quinn could take her to school this morning so, I called up my brother and asked him to come to my house first to pick her up instead of going straight to the bakery. Grace has gotten better about Remi riding on Quinn's bike. I for one was all for the change of plans this morning because it gave me the chance to make my woman scream without the worry of her daughter hearing us. And scream is what Grace did when I ate her pussy in the shower making her come all over my face before I buried myself balls deep inside her from behind making her come a second time. Once we were done, she was quick to remind me that we once again did not use any protection.
"If I didn't know any better I'd think you were purposely trying to knock me up," she jokes.
"I am," I tell her without a bit of humor in my voice. "And I think you want that too, don't ya, Little Bird?" Coming up behind her as she stands in the closet looking for something to wear, I place my hands on her hips and let my breath fan the back of her neck when I speak again. "I think you like my cock bare inside that sweet pussy of yours. You like the idea of being round with my baby, don't ya?" I growl into her ear.
"Yes," she rasps, her body melting into mine. Her confession has made my cock hard once again, and I fuck her hard and fast against the wall giving us both what we want.
I wasn't lying when I said I wanted to knock her up. The first time we were together, it was not my intention, but since then, yeah, I would love a family with Grace. And if it doesn't happen, then I'm okay with that too. I have her; I have Remi, my club, and my brothers. I have nothin' to complain about.
It's been two weeks since the incident at the clubhouse with Liz, and Grace opening up to me more has made our relationship stronger. I feel I now have her complete trust, though the tension with her ex is still palpable. Not to mention the past two weeks of sittin' on our asses have been pure fuckin' torture.
The club has been waiting on Demetri's cargo and men to arrive before we make a move. O'Rourke has eyes in Chicago, and as of two days ago all with the De Burcas' has been quiet. Ronan and his father have been in Boston for a week and arrived back in Chicago two nights ago. Our plan of attack is not an intricate one. O'Rourke knows Ronan's schedule like the back of his hand. Lucky for us the motherfucker is a creature of habit. He has the same routine day in and day out; right down to the time of day he visits his whore each night.
Myself, Demetri, his men, along with Quinn will fly out to Chicago by weeks end. Grace knows what's comin' and is nervous and scared somethin' is going to happen to one of my men or me. I've tried talkin' to her and do everything I can to ease her mind, but I know my words fall on deaf ears.
I also made the call for Logan, Reid, and Gabriel to stay behind with the club. My boys did not like my decision, but in the end, they have small children and are just starting their families. No way was I putting them in the kind of situation I was stepping into. After putting up a fight, all three relented and accepted what was. As their president, I will always put their best interest first.
A couple of years ago, I would not have thought twice about bringing them along, but now with them married and having families that depend on them. I could not allow that. I don't know what to expect while in Chicago, all I know is one way or another I will end Ronan De Burca and my woman can finally be free.
Parking my bike next to Demetri's SUV, I cut the engine, climb off and make my way inside. Taking my shades off, I place them on top of my ball cap and peer around the warehouse. My sights land on Logan first who is standing next to Gabriel. I give both of them a chin lift before cutting my eyes to Demetri who is standing with Victor, his right-hand man along with four other men.
"Jake," Demetri greets offering me his hand.
