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Chapter 15 - Macy

Macy went to work the next morning in a much better mood. With the burger in her tummy, she had slept better, and she felt better than she usually did. She smiled when she thought of her brother buying it for her. He hated her, yet he had done something nice for her. She didn’t want to hope, or analyze it too much, but it was hard not to.

Macy arrived downstairs at the laundromat five minutes early, and immediately headed to the back. When Mrs. Tang noticed her, she stomped over.

“You five minutes late,” she yelled. Stunned, Macy checked her watch.

“I’m five minutes early,” she whispered in confusion.

“Your watch wrong. You five minutes late. I dock your pay,” Mrs. Tang yelled. “Get to work.”

Macy sighed and walked over to the large steamers. She hit a button to start heating the machines up, and moved over to the huge pile of clothes. She learned it was way easier if they were sorted first. When the clothes came out of the steamers, she could fold them and stack them quicker.

It took her twenty minutes to sort everything, and by that time the steamers were hot. The room was already pretty hot, and she was sweating before she’d even really started. Dropping her head, she picked up a pile of clothes and got to work.

Four hours later it was time for lunch. Macy left the machines on, like she always did, and headed out the door. Mrs. Tang gave her twenty minutes for lunch, and she used every minute of it. She left out a side door and headed around back.

When she got to the stairs, she stopped cold. The big biker that she was quickly becoming fascinated with, was standing at the bottom. In his hand was a paper bag, and it looked like he’d been waiting a bit.

“Heard you got a job. Brought tacos,” he smirked. She couldn’t help but smile at the biker.

“I love tacos,” Macy admitted quietly.

“Jesus, your pretty when you smile,” he said. Then before she could respond, he grabbed her hand and dragged her up the rickety stairs.

She passed him the key when they reached the top, and he unlocked the door and walked inside.

“Is it wrong that I’m always surprised when I make it to the top of those fucking things?” he said with a scowl.

Macy didn’t know how to respond, so she headed to the kitchen to get a couple plates and some napkins. When she turned to head back, she squealed when she bumped into him. For a big guy he was awfully quiet.

She was shocked when he pushed past her, opened her cupboards, and started nosing around. She cringed at the four packets of noodles and jar of peanut butter that were sitting there. When he moved to the fridge and found only a bottle of orange juice, she waited anxiously for his anger.

“Hummingbird,” he quietly called as he turned worried eyes towards her. “You know this isn’t good.”

“My brother bought me a burger last night,” she whispered.

Suddenly the biker moved, and she found herself pushed up against the counter as he crowded her in. She stared at his vest, and was surprised to see the word Preacher stitched on a patch.

“Your names Preacher?” she asked in surprise, as she reached up and touched the patch.

“Fuck me,” he growled, as he placed his thumb on her chin and tilted her head up to look at him. “You didn’t know my name?”

“You never told me, and Snake just grunts at me,” Macy explained.

“Shit,” he said. “I’m fucking this up, and I haven’t even started yet.”

Macy had no idea what he was talking about, so she tilted her head and blinked at him. As soon as she did he growled, then he slammed his mouth down on hers. She was shocked for a minute, but his lips were soft, and it was something she’d been dreaming about for a while. She immediately leaned into him, and kissed him back. The kiss didn’t last long before he was pulling back, but it was everything she dreamed it would be.

“Real names Timothy, but I fucking hate it. You can call me anything you want, but don’t fucking call me that,” Preacher ordered.

“Stud muffin,” she whispered without thinking. She slammed her hand over her mouth and watched nervously as his eyes narrowed on her for a minute. Then he threw back his head and laughed.

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