Hunter

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Epilogue

EPILOGUE

Jumpin- Jake Miller

2 years later

The bell over the door of Claire’s shop chimed, letting her know she had a customer. She glanced at Axel who was asleep in his playpen before standing up and smoothing her skirt out. She stepped around the privacy screen and almost had a heart attack.

“Hi Claire Bear.” Toby was standing there with a sneer on his face, massive arms crossed over his chest.

“You need to leave, now.”

“Looks like you’re doing well for yourself.” He stood looking around the shop of dusty furniture that he could never understand her obsession with.

She glanced at the clock and knew Hunter would be coming any time now to have lunch with her and the baby.

“You need to leave, now.” Claire was grateful for the cameras that had been installed. They would record anything that happened.

“What’s the matter Claire Bear…you scared?” Toby let out a laugh and moved towards her. “I just came to make sure that you remember to keep quiet. Do I need to remind you?”

“You better get out of my shop now or I will release EVERYTHING. I don’t care, NDA or not.” She pointed her shaking hand towards the door.

“Is that a ring Claire Bear? You get some fucking chump to marry you? Did they feel bad for you?” He moved towards her.

Claire could hear the motorcycles approaching.

“You better leave or you’re going to be sorry. You hear me Tobias Stewart, you are going to be sorry.”

Axel started crying from his playpen and Claire cringed. “Mamamamama” his little voice came out from the corner.

Toby’s eyes were huge. “Who is that Claire Bear? Is that a baby? Who’s fucking kid is that? I know for a fact you’re fucking useless and can’t have kids.” He cocked his head and looked at her.

“Get out!” She put herself between him and the area near her desk. She saw movement outside the front of the shop. She recognized Max and Dragon. She knew Hunter was coming around the back, glad she had the small pedestrian door propped open. The baby was screaming and Claire was starting to panic.

“Hi buddy…it’s okay. I got you.” Hunter’s voice was deep as he talked to the baby. “Claire…come here sweetheart and take the baby outside.”

“Who the fuck are you?” Toby puffed his chest up as the big biker rounded the corner.

“I heard her tell you to leave. You should have.” Hunter cocked his fist back and slammed it into the footballer’s face, blood sprayed everywhere. The back door slammed shut and Broke came walking in. A couple of the prospects had ushered Claire and the baby away.

Toby tackled Hunter and they fell to the floor. Max and Dragon stepped inside, lowering the shades across the windows and turning the closed sign on. Furniture was toppled over as the two men duked it out. Hunter split Toby’s eyebrow open when he head butted him. The two ended up on the ground with Hunter raining his fists down on Toby’s face.

Max pulled him off of the busted, bleeding man.

“Don’t you ever threaten my wife or come near our child again. You keep Claire’s name out of your mouth or I will fucking hurt you next time.”

Toby pulled himself up off the ground, blood pouring out of his face.

“You have no idea the kind of shit I’m going to bring to you.” Toby spit on the floor.

“I have a lockbox that says bring it the fuck on.” Hunter moved towards the large man who took a step back. “I have video and audio of you in here harassing my wife and our child. MY CHILD. You fucking limp dick. You weren’t man enough to put a baby in her, but I was.”

Toby lunged at Hunter who cracked him in the face. He grabbed the footballer by the arm as he stumbled, wrenching it backwards and yanking up on it. “I will break your fucking arm, try me.”

“Don’t break my arm!” Toby was starting to panic.

“Don’t ever set foot in here again. Don’t ever talk to Claire or think about her or I will fucking hurt you next time. Do you understand me?” Hunter yanked up on Toby’s arm, causing the big man to hiss.

“Yes.” Toby grit out between his teeth. He could feel the ligaments in his shoulder starting to light on fire.

“Repeat after me.” Hunter barked out and jerked his arm up. Toby was now on his tipy toes. “I Tobias Stewart the bitch.”

“Fuck you!” Toby spit and hissed in pain.

“Say it or I will pull both your arms out of their fucking sockets.”

“I, Tobias Stewart the bitch.” He grit out, spitting a glob of blood on the concrete floor.

“Will never show my ugly fucking face around Claire or her family again.”

Toby repeated, dancing on his toes with his calves screaming along with his arm. His face was throbbing and he knew he had a broken nose and several loose teeth. Hunter let him go and shoved him, planting his size 12 boots against Toby’s ass and pushing him towards the door.

“Escort his bitch ass out of town. I’m going to check on MY WIFE and SON.” Hunter walked into the bathroom and looked at the damage. He washed his face the best he could so he didn’t scare Claire, he took care to wash his hands but there was no hiding the split knuckles. He heard the bikes out front and the roar of a large truck, tires squealing as it took off.

He opened the back door and saw Claire chasing Axel around Slider, one of the new prospects while he was laughing. Claire gasped when she saw him.

“Slide...take the boy inside, please.” Hunter spit out some blood as the giggling boy waved.

Claire grabbed him, looking at his face and his hands. “Are you okay? You’re gonna need stitches.”

“I know…I’m okay. He’s gone and he won’t be bothering you again, ever.” He smiled at her, blood dripping from his face. “Are you okay?”

“I’m alright, much better shape than your handsome face.” She smiled at him. “Ribs?”

“Fine. He put his shoulder in my stomach, slight stomach ache but I’m okay.”

“Hunter Seven…no more fussin. I reckon you whooped his ass pretty good, he got what he deserved.” She looped her arms around his waist.

“Claire…are you trying to get me to put another baby in you?”

“What?” She looked up at him and blinked a couple of times.

“You just called me Hunter Seven…you know what happens when you do that.”

She started laughing and his dick started getting hard.

“Let’s go get you stitched up and we can talk about it.”

“I love you.”

“ I love you too…Hunter Seven.”

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