Raging Barons MC – Book Three – Silver

-:- EDEN -:-

The last eight days have been long and finding things to do to pass the time has been difficult because every time I start to do something, one of the prospects stops me and does it instead. So, I’ve taken to helping Meat in the kitchen, although, I tried to do some bathrooms as I don’t think the prospects are good cleaners, but that was put to a stop before I even finished the first one.

The businesses seem to be all back to full working order. Hammer, Fox and others are at the new business location. The club has now re-opened, so Silver, Mav, Knuckles and Chaos are back to working behind the bar or on the door. Joe is still asking for mechanics and complaining that the interviews fell through and he needs men and Rock, Clay and Dice are back to building custom ordered bikes.

That leaves the officers, Stitch, Meat, Target and Beer around the clubhouse, with the prospects doing as they are told, when they are told. Beer is planning to run for Road Captain, whatever that means, I do not know and I’m not asking.

Daydreaming as I wash a few dishes in the sink, I look up through the window and I see Meat carrying a few planks of wood. Now what the fuck is he up to now?

Well, I don’t think twice. I’m out the back door and running to catch up. “Meat. What’re you doing, Meat? Can I help? I don’t care what you need me to do. I’m bored. Let me help, please, please.” I whine, because shit, I’m sick of sitting around and my eye is good, my bruises have about gone.

“No, you can’t help.” Meat states as he keeps marching, but I’m not giving up. I walk next to him, staring at him. I’m going to pester the shit out of him if he doesn’t let me help. “No Eden.” He repeats, but I keep walking.

When we get to a big tree, he lays the planks down then marches away again, but I’m right at the side of him, marching just as fast, well, faster because my legs are much smaller than his.

At the side of the clubhouse is a large pile of planks. Meat grabs some, hoists them on his shoulder and marches back. Okay, I see what he’s doing, so I run over to the gatehouse, ask where the wheelbarrow is and Jig points to the far corner of the clubhouse and I run over there, round the corner, grab the wheelbarrow and push it back to the planks.

I load up four planks and as they are thick rather than long; I make sure I balanced them, then push that wheelbarrow for all I’m worth, passing Meat, who is on his way back again. He gives me the side eye, but I ignore him and just keep pushing this wheelbarrow to that tree.

We go back and forth without saying a word to each other until all those planks are at the side of the tree. I take the wheelbarrow back and as I get back; I stand with my hands on my hips and wait to see what Meat is going to do next.

“Can you make cookies?” Meat asks, and I turn to look at him, squinting, as I’m not sure what that has to do with anything.

“Yes.”

“Okay, you make cookies, orange and walnut and I’ll let you help.”

“Okay.”

“Tomorrow 8:00 am sharp, here.” Meat states, looking down at me, “Go make cookies now.”

That is how Silver finds me later, taking orange and walnut cookies out of the oven. I’ve made trays and trays of them, plus orange and walnut cupcakes with orange frosting.

“What are you doing, Eden? You’re supposed to be resting.” He asks, and it gets my back right the fuck up.

“Resting, I’m sick of resting, I’m bored out of my mind is what I am.” I snap out, slamming my hands on my hips.

“Oh, you’re going to give me sass, are you?”

“I sure am. I will not sit on my ass doing nothing for however long you all decide I’ve got to stay inside. It’s time someone found this Tommo so I can get my life back.”

“Eden, you know the little cocksucker has not reared his head yet, but he will. He’s gotta be getting low on green.” Silver tries to pacify me.

Meat walks in and sees the cookies and cupcakes and heads straight to them, he picks up a cookie, places it at his nose and take a huge smell of it, then stuffs the whole cookie in his mouth, closing his eyes as he chews. I can’t help but grin at the sour face Silver is giving Meat.

“That is damn awesome Eden, just like my mama used to make. What are these?” picking up a cupcake and licking frosting, “Hm-mm, my, these are good,” and he takes a bite, which has half the cupcake gone.

Silver snatches one up and bites half into his mouth, then his eyes open wide, flicking to me and he smiles, the one where only half his face lifts, its endearing. He makes no comment, but sticks the rest of it into his mouth.

Buzz walks in and grabs a cookie, followed by TwoCents who picks up a cupcake, then Target, I just turn and walk out, before I see all that work disappear in five minutes, but I have to say I have a huge smile on my face as I walk into the common room.

Axel is walking towards the front door. I shout, “You want cupcakes or cookies? I would get into the kitchen fast.” Giggling to myself as Axel does a fast turn and heads for the kitchen at double time, giving me a nod as he passes me.

Deciding I don’t want to go to my room as it’s not long to evening meal, I suddenly realize that Silver is not at the Club Whisky and he should be at this time.

I take a seat at the bar and smile at Beer. “You know you’re missing cookies and cupcakes, don’t you?” shocking Beer who stares at the kitchen door, “If you pass me a can of soda you can see if there are any left?” I giggle as he quickly passes me a can and rushes from the bar to the kitchen.

Silver walks out of the kitchen and over to me where he plants himself on the seat next to me, and as he turns to speak, I bust out laughing because he’s got frosting all over his top lip and he obviously doesn’t realize. I lean forward and run my thumb over his lip, then suck the frosting off, which has Silver growling, then grabbing my hand and sucking my thumb. Shit, that has the pit of my stomach clenching and my knees squeezing together.

An arm wrapping around me from behind has me jumping and Silver growling, “Give it up, Silver. Your ol’ lady can make cookies anytime she feels like it. They are fantastic.” Looking up, I see it’s Buzz and I’ve not had much to do with him, so it’s nice to have this interaction.

“Are there many left?” I ask, knowing they can all eat like a horse.

“A few, but not too many. You’ll have to triple what you make next time for those that work all day.” He laughs and I can see Silver looks surprised. Nodding at us, Buzz walks away and Silver leans towards me, “Well babe, Buzz doesn’t laugh very often and to see him do it now is a sight to see. So, you can bet he ate quite a few cookies and cupcakes.”

Grinning, I shake my head at him, because for grown men they act like little boys hanging onto their mamma’s apron strings and all for a cookie or two.

After evening meal, we have a drink at the bar, talking and relaxing with Mia, Axel and the other brothers. Then we head up to bed as I’m tired, but I’m not telling him I have to be up early to help Meat in the compound.

As Silver says goodnight I touch my finger to his lips, “Do you want to sleep in my room, not to do anything as I’m not ready, but if you want you can stay with me?” I murmur, a little embarrassed.

“For sure,” and he’s in the room and pushed me into the bathroom before I can turn around. When I come out of the bathroom Silver is in bed, leaning on the headboard grinning.

Luckily, I had my pj’s in the bathroom from this morning when I had my shower or I would have been walking into the bedroom in a towel. I climb into bed and settle down, or try to, but I can’t find a comfortable position.

Silver places his arm around my waist and draws me into his body, spooning me, then whispers in my ear, “Night, babe, sweet dreams.”

When I wake in the morning, I’m laying on top of Silver, yeah, literally, my nose tucked in his neck, my arms are over his arms and my legs are either side of his, straddling him almost. Shit, now how do I move without waking him? That is the damn question.

“Don’t worry babe, I’m nice and warm and I don’t mind you climbing on top of me during the night.” Chuckling, which has me shaking on top of him.

I carefully slide down the side of him, then out of bed, rushing into the bathroom with the sounds of him laughing behind me. Men, they are all assholes.

After a quick shower, I peek in the bedroom and see Silver has gone back to sleep, so I grab joggers, t-shirt and underwear, popping back into the bathroom to dress. Thankfully, I wake at the same time each day so I know I’ve time to meet Meat downstairs.

Looking at Silver cuddling my pillows has me smiling and I snap a picture on my cellphone before I sneak out of the door, closing it quietly behind me.