The Biker's Fate Chapter 414

Grace

At almost six that evening, I headed for my locker. It had been a full day of tours, forms, and general company information that I'm sure I'd forget before my first glass of wine tonight.

I retrieved my phone and saw that I'd missed a call from Flea… he'd left a voicemail, but I was still bummed I couldn't speak to him in real time.

"Hey, baby, somethin's come up, so I won't be at your Grams tonight. I'll try to call or text when I get a minute. Love you."

I saved the message then pulled up my messages.

Me: Whatever you're doing, be safe. I love you.

A few seconds later, I saw the three dots, and bit my lip.

Fleabio: Always safe. Good day?

Me: It was a day without you, how good could it be?

Fleabio: What time are you finished?

Me: Now. I'm leaving in five.

Fleabio: Text me when you're home.

I grinned.

Me: Yes, sir. I live to please.

Fleabio: I think yes, sir needs to be part of our f***ing time.

Me: LOL. Keep dreaming.

Fleabio: Gotta go, baby.

Me: Love you.

He sent me the emoji blowing a kiss and I dropped my phone back in my bag.

"Grace," Remi said, rushing into the locker room. "Vitaly is looking for you."

"Ah, okay."

"He's in the big room."

I nodded, shoving my bag back into my locker and heading down to the largest rehearsal room. Vitaly was stretching at the barre.

"Um, hi."

He straightened and frowned. "You are not dressed."

"For what?"

"Class."

"I have a class?"

"Da."

Shit, I didn't get the memo. Good first impression, Grace.

I nodded over my shoulder. "I have a change of clothes in my locker."

"Shoes?"

"Yes, I have shoes."

"Go change. Quickly."

I nodded and headed back to the locker room, dragging on tights and a leotard faster than I ever had. I rushed back and secured my pointe shoes, then started my stretch.

For the next three hours, Vitaly worked me harder than I'd ever been worked. Even Cassidy had nothing on this man. My legs were like jelly when Vitaly finally put an end to my suffering.

"Excellent, Grace."

I grinned, flopping onto the floor and removing my shoes. "You may have killed me."

He chuckled. "Then it will all be worth it."

"Sadist."

"You have no idea." He grinned. "Go, rest. We'll do this again on Wednesday."

I nodded and headed to the locker room, changing quickly, then walking out to my car.

"Goddammit, Grace," an angry voice growled.

I spun to see Flea stalking toward me and frowned. "What are you doing here?"

"I have been texting you for two hours. Your brother and your grandmother had no fuckin' clue where you were, so I came here to see if your car was still here."

"Oh, shit," I breathed out. "I'm so sorry. Vitaly had a class and I didn't know about it, so I had to change quickly, and I totally forgot to text anyone."

He pulled me against him. "Don't do that again."

I dropped my head back and met his eyes. "Did you really just drive all the way down here because you were worried?"

"Are you really surprised?"

"Yes." I cocked my head. "You have a lot on your plate. You could have pinged my phone."

He sighed. "I did ping your phone. It's how I knew you were here."

I bit my lip. "I'm really sorry, honey, seriously."

I took a few minutes to call my brother who let Grams know I was perfectly safe, then dropped my phone back in my bag. I was going to need to have a little conversation with my family and adjust expectations.

Flea kissed me gently, taking my bag off my shoulder. "You didn't promise not to do that again, Grace. Need you to say the words."

"I can promise I will do my best. I should have texted, but the class was last-minute, and that might happen again, Fleabio, so, no I can't promise not to forget to call or text. But I will do my best in the future." I gripped his cut and smiled up at him. "I'm not used to having someone worry about me."

"Wrap your head around it, Grace."

"Is that your attempt at being bossy?" He raised an eyebrow and I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him. "For the record, I like you bossy."

"Wish I had time to take you back to my place and show you just how bossy I can be."

I shivered. "Me too."

"In the car, baby. I'm gonna follow you back to your Grams', then I gotta get back to the club."

I slid my hands up his chest. "Can I just clarify something?"

"'Course."

"If I ignore your texts and phone calls in the future, will you always come find me? You know, like an anti-bat signal?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Where are you goin' with this?"

I shrugged. "Just working on creative ways to see you."

He groaned, leaning down to kiss me again. "Not a good plan, baby."

"Even if I take the time to suck—"

"Stop," he growled.

I bit my lip and smiled. "Then start, then stop again, then—"

His mouth covered mine and I wrapped my arms around his waist in an effort to stay upright.

"Fuck!" he hissed, breaking the kiss. "We need to get you home or I'm gonna fuck you in the parking lot."

"Which would be bad?"

He shook his head. "Goddammit, baby, you tryin' to kill me?"

"No, 'cause then I'd lose your cock," I mused. "Well, unless I bronze it."

"Get in the car, Grace."

I scoffed. "I wouldn't bronze it unless you were dead, honey. Don't worry."

He chuckled. "Love that you're lookin' out for me."

"I love you. Of course, I'd look out for you."

He smacked my bottom. "In the car."

"Fine." I sighed. "Are you old because you're no fun, or no fun because you're old?"

His hand connected with my ass again and he squeezed. "I'm gonna show you no fun when I get you back in my bed."

I shivered. "Can't wait."

He held my door and I slid into the driver's seat. I waited for him to climb onto his bike before starting my car, then leading him home.

"You sure you can't come in for a minute?" I asked.

"No, baby, we're in the thick of it."

"Any word yet?"

"Can't tell you that, Grace."

I sighed. "Can you tell me when it's over?"

"Possibly."

"Are you being safe?"

"Not even leaving the compound… well, except to track down my wayward woman."

I licked my lips. "I'd really like to show you just how wayward I can be."

"Fuck," he rasped, kissing me. "I gotta go, honey."

"Fine. Text me when you get to the compound."

"I will." He kissed me one more time at my grandmother's door, then waited for me to step inside and lock the door before riding away.

I walked into the family room to find my grandmother… and my dad.

"You had us worried sick," Dad growled.

I frowned. "Excuse me?"

"Goddammit, Grace. You should have let us know where you were."

"Okay, first…" I turned to my grandmother, "Grams, I'm sorry I didn't text. There was a class I didn't know about and I had to rush to change and forgot. I think sometimes people forget that I'm an adult and have every right to change my plans whenever I like to without having to notify everyone I know, but I've already had a lecture from Flea, and he was genuinely concerned, so I promise I'll be more considerate going forward."

"I appreciate that, honey," Grams said.

"We were also genuinely concerned, sweetness," Dad said quietly.

"And, I have apologized," I said calmly, even though I wanted to stomp my foot and remind him I wasn't a child. "I should have texted Grams."

Dad shook his head, his eyes sad. "I'm gonna head out."

I nodded, and he kissed his mom and left the room. I waited a few minutes and locked everything up before joining Grams back in the family room. "Sappy movie?"

"I'm in the mood for a shoot 'em up."

"Oooh, feisty. I love it." I grabbed the remote and pulled up Netflix.

Grams fell asleep five minutes into the movie, so I turned the volume down low and took a super quick shower.