The Biker's Fate Chapter 450

"I can help with that," I said.

"Me too," Kennedy agreed.

"Thank you. We'll really need your input."

Don had come back into the room a while ago, but he hadn't said a thing. He still didn't as he hugged me tight, kissing the top of my head, doing the same to Kennedy.

"Remi, you got a second?" Gabe asked, and I nodded, pulling away from Merrick.

Gabe slid his arm around my shoulders and led me off to the side of the room, out of earshot of the group. He pulled me in for a hug and I couldn't stop myself from glancing at Merrick whose body had just locked, as his gaze hyper-focused on Gabe. I pulled away from my friend, but let him keep hold of my hand.

"Who's the guy, Rem?"

"Merrick. I met him a couple of years ago."

"A biker."

"A lawyer."

"He's a fuckin' lawyer and a biker?" Gabe asked, his tone one of disgust.

"Yeah." I pulled my hand away and crossed my arms. "And I love him, so how about you stow your attitude?"

"Don't like that you're with some biker gang."

"Oh my god, Gabe, I'm not with a biker gang," I snapped. He was acting like a jealous boyfriend and I wanted nothing to do with it. "I can't believe you're pulling all this shit in front of your parents, at Michelle's viewing. It's totally inappropriate, not to mention, none of your business."

"Time to go," Merrick said, stepping between me and Gabe and taking my hand. He stood facing Gabe, which meant, I was hidden and protected…like always.

"Excuse me, I was speaking with Remington."

"And now you're done," Merrick said.

"I beg to differ."

"Don't give a fuck. You wanna talk to Remington, you call or text and set up a more appropriate time. But, you're on notice. If you plan to lay into her like you're doing right now, you're not getting anywhere near her."

"You her guard dog?"

"Yeah, you could say that," Merrick retorted.

"Gabe, text me, okay?" I said, gripping Merrick's arm with my free hand. Our fingers were still linked, and I held on tight, taking his support. "Maybe we can get together after the memorial service. Sound good?"

"We're leaving now," Kennedy announced, glaring at Gabe. She'd never been the biggest fan of Michelle's brother, but that was probably because she'd hit it and quit it, and broke his heart a little. He hadn't handled it well, and made her life difficult whenever he could, which made Kennedy rage a little.

Merrick wrapped his arm around my waist, gave Gabe a chin lift, then walked me and Kennedy out to the lobby where several of the Dogs were waiting…including Mouse.

Kennedy made a beeline for him, falling against him as his arms wrapped around her like a vise. This was interesting…and weird. Kennedy said she only believed in one-night stands. She wasn't relationship material and refused to be tied down. I was getting the impression her opinion may be changing on that front.

Merrick took my hand again, and a few of the bikers gathered around and formed a protective circle as we stepped outside. Once inside the car, I noticed Kennedy didn't follow.

"Mouse has her," Merrick explained. "We'll head back to the compound and you can get drunk with everyone or we can hang in my room."

"I don't want to see anyone."

"Okay, baby, we don't have to see anyone."

"You can hang with your brothers, honey. I'll be okay."

"If you think I'm leaving you alone, you're high."

I smiled. "Thanks, Tweety."

He linked his fingers with mine. "You're welcome, Eeyore."

Arriving back at the compound, we parked toward the back of the property, considering the parking areas were packed with bikes and family cars. I really didn't want to see anyone, but I didn't need to worry, Merrick guided me in the back and up a different set of stairs, away from the crowd. I knew Kennedy would be tended to, so I let Merrick take me to his room and I curled up on the newly made bed, hugging a pillow to my chest.

"I'm gonna go grab food," Merrick said, kissing my cheek. "I won't be long."

"Okay," I whispered.

"Text me if you have a craving."

"Pickles and ice cream."

"Okay, baby."

"And wine."

"Got it."

"Burger," I said.

He chuckled. "I'm going, honey. Text me if you want more."

I nodded, and he headed out.

I woke to an empty bed. A little discombobulated as to where I was, it took me a second to realize I was in only my panties and tucked into Merrick's bed.

I sat up and reached for the lamp on the nightstand, flipping it on and finding a note sitting underneath.

Downstairs, baby. Text me if I'm not next to you. Tweety.

I noticed Merrick had plugged my phone in and set it next to the note, so I sent him a quick text to let him know I was awake, then headed to the bathroom.

"Rem?" Merrick called, apparently having flown up the stairs.

"Bathroom," I called back as I washed my hands.

"You okay?" he asked from the doorway.

"I don't like waking up and finding you not next to me," I said and dried my hands. "But other than that, I'm good."

He held his arm out and I walked into his hug. "I was saying hi to a couple people. Sorry I wasn't here."

I smiled up at him and kissed his neck. "I'm just giving you a hard time. I'm good, honey. Love that you signed the note with Tweety."

"Yeah?"

"Yep."

"You hungry?"

"Starved." I fell asleep before I could eat, so I was now ravenous, and everything sounded good to me.

"I brought up a few things, but I can run down and grab you a burger if you want."

I nodded. "That would be amazing."

"Yeah?"

"I'm hungry enough to eat an entire cow, so, yeah."

He kissed me gently, then left me again. I took a few minutes to pull on one of his T-shirts and pull my hair back in a scrunchy before he returned with a burger and potato salad, along with a carton of ice cream and a bottle of my favorite wine.

"Do you want to go back down to the party?" I asked, then took a bite of the burger.

"Nah, I'm good, baby. I'm all yours."

"You sure you don't have anyone else you need to catch up with?"

"Pretty sure I'm covered. Why?"

"Because I'm gonna eat, then I'm gonna brush my teeth because I love you, you're welcome, then you're gonna fuck me. Hard." I smiled and forked some potato salad into my mouth as I focused on Merrick's dick. The fact it rose to attention at my promise made me eat a little faster and by the time I'd brushed my teeth and slid out of his T-shirt, Merrick had me on the bed and was yanking my panties off.