Just as Solomon nodded to Kaci’s words, he heard his phone vibrating. He would normally jump at the chance someone from the club called him; he was the definition of dedicated. But, with a smile, he said “Fuck it,” and gently ran his fingers through Kaci’s hair to the back of her hair and pulled her to him, engulfing the both of them in a passionate kiss. He didn’t care who knew about their relationship anymore. He was sick of hiding how he felt and, now that the one person he was most afraid of knew, he felt like a heavy burden was lifted off of his shoulders. He kissed her neck and collarbones as they laid there in the warm tub. ---------------------------------------------------------- It took a moment for Jeremy to process what Tallis was about to do, but once he did, he ran up behind her and wrapped his arms around her. “Tallis, are you fucking crazy? Wait, wait,” he tried to calm her as he looked into the fire. He didn’t want to be the hero, but a part of him wanted that bike out of there just as bad as she did. He released her and glanced at her for a moment before he ran towards the garage. The flames had begun to die down, and he bolted inside with an arm of his white dress shirt covering his mouth. He looked around quickly, the heat starting to nip at his skin, as he located the bike and ran towards it. A fire fighter began to scream at him when he began to move the bike. “Help me push this out!” Jeremy yelled back, and the firefighter reluctantly agreed. The motorcycle’s handle bars were hot, and Jeremy cursed as he felt them begin to sear his skin. When they made it out of the garage, Jeremy coughed and spit onto the ground, and began to catch his breath. He immediately began to evaluate the damage to the bike. The handle bars had warped a bit, the rear fender was damaged, and the fuel tank was leaking. His nice white shirt had patches of gray all over it along with Jeremy’s face. He walked over to Tallis after checking out his hand and nodded over to the bike. “Should be an easy fix. I’ll start on it tomorrow,” he smiled as he squeezed her hand with his uninjured one. He had to meet with the club soon to deal with the bullshit that had just happened, but all he wanted to do was go home. “Let’s get this meeting over with, and then we’ll head home, babe,” he said quietly as he lightly pinched her chin and winked, then began to head for the bar inside to get something to drink. The fire now had been extinguished, and Jeremy didn’t want to trouble himself or any of the club members by trying to assess the damage right away. "Where the fuck is Solo?" Jeremy mumbled to himself, not wanting to believe he ignore their calls to stay at his house with Kaci. It was already bad enough they were together, but if he forgot that the club is always number one, everyone had a long road ahead of them. ------------------------------------- After their fun, Solomon and Kaci laid back in her room, tangled in one another. He didn't want to deal with the consequences of him missing whatever had happened that night, and he knew it was bad as he had at least ten missed calls. Kaci deserved a night to be uninterrupted by the club. God knows she probably hadn't had that with Tillman.