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Jeremy didn't look up the whole time she spoke. Hearing about Cameron made his blood boil, and knowing that he did this to the club made him want to find the fucker and shoot him point blank. But, he couldn't, not yet. He wanted to slowly torture Cameron like he did to Tallis while she was in Cherokee. He wanted him to suffer and beg for his life before Jeremy delivered the last blow to his head that would end his pathetic excuse for a life.

Hearing his name made him jolt, clearing him of his sadistic thoughts. ”What am I supposed to say? ‘Now that I’m fucking your daughter again, President Black, I’m gonna kill her piece of shit ex-boyfriend for you?’” he thought as he cleared his throat and shot Tallis a glare before sitting up in his chair. He put the cigarette out in the glass ash tray and looked across the table to all his brothers. “Brothers of the Red Devil Motorcycle Club, I know a betrayal like this makes us want to push for the execution vote right away. I wish we could. But for now, we need to still figure out who is behind Cameron. If others from his charter agree with what he’s doing, and we kill him, it can start a bloodbath that we don’t need. For now, we need to do some research, see who he’s working with, and what kind of weapons he has stocked. If he decides to come to us, we need to be ready. We’ll set up some patrol shifts to make sure there are bodies here at all time. Old ladies need to stay with a member if they leave the clubhouse or their homes. That goes for family as well. Those who don’t have family here, please offer your assistance to those who do. We’ll take this motherfucker down.” Laughter and a few cheers erupted from the table.

He looked back to Black to signal that he was finished. He reached down for another cigarette and lit it, slowly leaning back in his chair. His injuries were still fresh, and he was probably due to change the bandages on them. At times like these, he craved something horrible for him. Whether it was a shot of whiskey, a bump, or Tallis herself, he could feel the ball of anxiety grow in his chest that could only be removed by his vices.

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Jeremy rubbed his hand over his face and exhaled sharply. He glared at Kaci for a moment and turned around, not knowing how to feel. Part him wanted to let go of this protectiveness over her; she was an adult, and I’m sure they both needed to breathe. But, on the other hand, she wasn’t giving him the full truth. That he knew. He saw Tallis run after Black, and he squinted his eyes in suspicion. ”If I found out that that fucker Cameron had something to do with this…”

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Solomon was able to see Kaci briefly before she left. He could tell she was upset, not sure if it had been caused by Tallis or Jeremy. He kissed her and held her for a moment before she drove off.

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The free hour went by quickly, and all the members filed in for their impromptu meeting Black had called. Unlike the usual loud conversation before the meeting began, everyone took their seats in complete silence. There was a lot of mystery surrounding the surprise raid, and the members seemed to be on edge. It had been a while since they had to deal with cops, seeing as they paid off most of them to look the other way.

Black slammed the gavel into the long, wooden table and cleared his throat. “I know that the cops showing up today was enough to make us all a little uneasy. Fortunately, Tallis is here to enlighten us.” The outlaws began to mumble among themselves as Tallis entered the room. Jeremy caught her eyes for a moment before looking down and reaching for a cigarette. He was still in Vice President mode, and the raid and Kaci had gotten to him. He took a deep breath, waiting for Tallis to begin.

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Moira Winters
Age: 28
Title: Civilian. She is the daughter of one of the most powerful property owners in the county, Martin Winters.
Appearance:
Personality: She has a very fiery temper that Tillman always seemed to bring out in her. She isn't flashy with her money and does not enjoy the party and outlaw lifestyle. Her dream is to have a nice house, a loving husband and a couple of kids. The American dream.
History: She was Tillman's old lady for three years. She always thought that she could turn him into the man she wanted him to be, but the club always had a tight grip on him. She loved him deeply, but had enough and finally moved out of his house a month ago.

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Solomon jumped at the sound of Kaci's voice. "What the fuck is she talking about?" he pondered as he got out of bed and looked from his window down to the lot. "Shit. Something's happening." He looked back to her and kissed her quickly before looking for his shirt and cut. "Um," he said, still looking, "Stay up here. Don't come out until I come up to get you okay?" Finally locating his cut, he slipped her on and kissed her one last time before locking the door from the inside, slamming it and running down the stairs.

Solomon saw Patty and asked, "What the hell is going on, Patty?"
"We got a tip from someone down at the station that someone reported suspicious activity at the clubhouse," he huffed, lifting up two semiautomatic rifles and dropping them down into a hole in the floor. "Guns, drugs, the whole nine. There's a whole county coming here."
Solomon blinked, dumbfounded at Patty's words. "Well what the fuck do we do?"
Patty smiled and ruffled his hair. "We hide the guns and the drugs, boy-o!"
He nodded and joined the sort of assembly line that had formed, moving bricks and guns from hand and hand until they were dropped in the hole. When Patty was satisfied with the whole stash being hidden, he dropped the hinged door back onto the floor and locked the latch. He moved the rug that had been there over the covering and smiled. "Good as new."

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Jeremy rolled his eyes and smiled as Tallis got out of bed; she was still undressed. He stretched slowly and took off his sweatpants before walking to the shower door. He looked behind himself before stepping in, and locked eyes with her. He smiled and grabbed her hand, pulling her into the hot shower with him.

~An hour later~

He and Tallis arrived at the clubhouse to see a swarm of members running around, carrying an assortment of items. "Ah shit," he mumbled as he got off his bike. Black approached them and barked orders. "Black, what's happening?" He was about to give a brief explanation for the madness when he saw police cruisers down the road heading for the lot. When he saw that Jeremy had noticed them, he grabbed his shoulders and gave him a stern look. "If you're holding, throw it in the hole. Keep her safe," he said as he nudged her head towards Tallis. Jeremy nodded in agreement, grabbed her hand and pulled her inside. He removed his gun from the waist of his jeans and a pocket knife he had holstered, threw them in the hole, and then covered it again. He turned to Tallis, no emotion in his face, and quietly, "Go up to Solo's room and lock the door. Go!" He kissed her cheek and watched as she went up the stairs.

Jeremy felt the soft, gentle man he had been for the past few hours roll off of him as he began to shout out to the crew members. "They're here, boys. Be respectful. Listen to them. The sooner the pigs are done, the sooner we can make more money." The crew members cheered and laughed momentarily until the squad cars pulled up to the front of the clubhouse.

Black and Jeremy walked out front as if they prepared to have a calm conversation with the officers. They were immediately told via loudspeaker to lay on the ground with their hands on their head, which they obliged. A sheriff and two policemen walked up to them with their guns out, and the sheriff ordered them to pat Black and Jeremy down.
“Can we help you, Officer?” Jeremy looked up, a grin on his face.
“We got a call saying that you guys had narcotics and illegal weapons here. Crazy, right?” the sheriff and the two other cops laughed. “We were starting to miss booking you boys. Glad we have the opportunity again.”
“We got nothin’, Sheriff,” Black said, a devious tone in his voice. “Go ahead, take a look.”
The cop scoffed at Black and signaled for the rest of his crew to enter into the clubhouse. “How many are in there?”
“I’d say 20,” Jeremy spoke calmly and smoothly. “Don’t rough ‘em up. They want to play nice.” He smirked.
The sheriff walked away from them, saying “Yeah, I’m sure. Get up.”

Black and Jeremy stood up, dusting themselves off. They heard the cops ordering everyone to get on their stomachs so they could search them as well. Solomon was with the group inside. “Aren’t their ’criminals’ you guys oughta be chasing right now?” Solomon said in an innocent tone. This caused a chuckle to stir amongst the outlaws, to which the cop reacted by kicking him in the side. “You’re the douchebag that punched one of my officers last year, right?” Solomon remained quiet at the accusation. “That’s what I thought.”

Once the pat down was completed, officers started searching, knocking things over and tearing through paperwork. One cop shouted from upstairs and guided Kaci and Tallis down. “Two women upstairs, boss. Searched them and the room. Both clean.” The cop ordered everyone to stand back up and pointed for the girls to join the rest of the members. The copped sighed, eying the two girls who joined the rest of them. "What are two pretty things like you hanging out with these losers? Ah, they always love the bad boys." Black and Jeremy walked in after, and he spotted Kaci. He had a look of disappointment on his face. ”Why the fuck is Kaci here?”

“Well, boys. You got away with it today,” the sheriff said, staring at Black and Jeremy. “You won’t be so lucky next time. Let’s move out.” The cops shoved their way through the small crowd of club members to exit the clubhouse. Some of the outlaws started batting their eyelashes and blowing kisses to the police as they left. Black sighed and put a hand on Jeremy’s shoulder. “Club meeting, one hour. Let the boys know.” Black walked away from the group and entered his office.

Jeremy walked over to Kaci, obviously enraged. “Kase, what were you thinking? Why the hell are you here?”

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It was weird that Solomon hadn't heard from Kaci after he told her come over. Usually she'd jump at the chance to come see him. He kept checking his phone to see if she had texted him. "You're pathetic, man," he thought to himself and laughed. Laying down in his bed in only in his jeans, he placed his hands on his stomach and deeply sighed, thinking about Kaci as he closed his eyes.

They'd have to tell Jeremy eventually. His feelings for Kaci were growing and the fact that they had to sneak around him made him feel like a liar. Solomon didn't know what was worse, Jeremy not knowing or Jeremy knowing.

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Jeremy sighed and laid down in the bed on his side, facing her. "If he thinks he's going to get to you, he's a fucking idiot," he smiled as he propped himself up to kiss her stomach, chest, shoulder, neck, and finally her forehead, slowly and softly. Part of him wanted to take her right there and then, but seeing how upset she was made him realize it wouldn't be a good move. He joined her in the pillows, looking up to the ceiling. "Would you feel safer at the clubhouse? All the guys should be there by now." Looking over to his alarm clock, he saw it was 11:00 am. She still didn't look convinced, so he threw his arm over her bare torso and looked at her intently. "I'm not going to let him hurt you, Tallis. I promise."

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Jeremy put down what was in his hands and turned to Kaci's back. "It was Black's orders, Kase." He sighed as she turn to him, her glare showed that she was really upset. "And yeah, I know how you feel about her, but you know how I feel about her," he said, feeling the anger starting to rise within him. He did his best to keep his cool, but it was getting harder to do so by the second. "I'm a grown man, for Christ's sake!" He yelled, turning his back away from her and starting to work on breakfast for him and Tallis. "Now that we're talking about who the other is fucking, where have you been?" Without waiting around for her answer, he gathered two cups of coffee and the food he prepared on a tray and walked upstairs.

He placed the stray on the table and looked at Tallis who was still laying in bed. She looked distraught and he noticed her phone on the other side of the room. "What's wrong, love?" He asked, sitting on the side of the bed. His face was stone cold.

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Millions of thoughts must have ran through Jeremy's head as Tallis climbed on top of him. "Stop her. Stop this. Fall out of bed. Run. ANYTHING." But he didn't act on anything. Instead, he embraced her, one hand slipping up to to her face and neck, and the other one gripping her back. He had even heard quiet footsteps approaching his door, which made him pause for a second, but as soon as they walked away, he continued. His mind tried to pull him away, but he wasn't going to let it. He's been waiting for this for too long. Too many sleepless nights. Too many women whom he chased to give him a fraction of what Tallis made him feel. He deserved it.

He stopped for a moment, catching her gaze and smiling deviously. He tugged his shirt over her head and began to kiss her neck and chest.

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Solomon wiped his phone and checked his text from Kaci. "It's happening," he mumbled to himself as he read it. "Let me finish this bike and I'll do the rest later. Come over." The thought of Jeremy getting as wrapped up as he was in Tallis as he was last time made him sigh.

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Jeremy had Tallis laying on him again, except there were a few differences from last night. The room was hot, they were both sweating, and they were naked. He wasn't really sure what to say, his mind was exploding inside. Part of him hated himself for giving in so quickly to her, part of him couldn't even put complete thoughts together to the euphoric feeling surging through him. "You've, um... grown up," he said with a chuckle. His mind flashed back to Kaci, who he knew had approached her door and walked away. He grunted as he reached for his phone on the nightstand, remembering his injuries. "Kase. Are you home? We haven't been able to talk the past couple days. Love you"

Jeremy took a deep breath and pressed a kiss into Tallis' hair before moving her gently off of him. He stood up and stretched, went to his dresser, and grabbed a pair of gray sweatpants. He went to the bathroom and brushed his teeth, then returned to the edge of the bed. "I'm gonna make breakfast. You can shower while I do if you want." He turned around and scanned her head to toe. "You're beautiful," he said before leaning down and kissing her. He hated being or feeling sappy, but he couldn't control himself around her.

A shirtless Jeremy descended the stairs and walked towards the kitchen to see that his little sister had started breakfast. "Hey, stranger," he smiled and walked towards the fridge to get some ingredients. The club had been keeping him so preoccupied, and he held a lot of guilt for not showing Kaci the attention he wanted to.

Thinking of the day that he found out he was going to have a little sister filled him with warm feelings. He was 6 and his parents had been fighting constantly, mostly about his dad's involvement in the club. His mom always said she didn't want to be someone's "old lady" and that she regretted ever meeting his father, but it seemed like the birth of Kaci had calmed the house for a while. When she was about two, the fighting began again.

"Jeremy is going to turn out just like you, a worthless piece of shit riding a motorcycle. And Kaci's gonna be like me, waiting around for a guy who is never going to love her." They had been going at it for what felt like hours, Jeremy pressing his face between the stair case bannister to get a view. It was a normal night at the Tillman house. Once his father passed away 7 years later, Jeremy's mom finally got her freedom from the club and his father. She packed up and left, leaving 15 year old Jeremy and 9 year old Kaci with the Black family.

Events of the past made Jeremy protective over Kaci, sometimes too protective. They always had to fend for themselves, and Jeremy subconsciously took on the role of older brother AND father. He'd scare away any guy Kaci got close with and always made sure she was safe, either sending a member of the club to drive by where she said she'd be or panicking when she wouldn't be home by midnight. He knew she was an adult now, but the thought of losing her like they did their parents trumped logic. He especially never wanted Kaci to get involved with anyone from a club; she deserved better.

"I'm sorry I haven't been around lately, Kase" he frowned as he spoke.

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When Tallis started writhing around in the bed, breaking the peaceful moment that Jeremy had succumbed to, he threw his hands up in shock. Once he understood what was happening, he gripped her shoulders until she was lucid. He frowned at her apologies, shaking his head until she stopped. Because he had no words, he took her face into both of his hands gently and kissed her forehead, then guided her head back down to lay back down on his chest. He sighed, running his fingers through her hair until he heard her breathing regulate. "Tallis..." was all he could mutter, his thoughts of not being there for her eating away at him.

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Solomon got out of the shower and immediately checked his phone, smiling at her reply. "I'll be free in a few hours, meet you then?"

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Tallis and Jeremy laid there for a few minutes with no words exchanged between them.

He didn't have a busy day planned for once. His shipment, confirmed by a text, came through Moira's dad's port last night just as expected. Before he joined the club, the Devils had made a gentlemen's agreement to never move drugs. They saw it only ending in a bloodbath, which partly became true. When Black became President, he decided that moving would help the Devils stay relevant in the game and increase profit, which was completely true. They started by sending out 2 or 3 members to escort a smuggle, protecting the driver and the cargo from getting robbed or worse. Then, they began to sell. The money started pouring in, and the boys couldn't get enough of it.

You could tell who the responsible ones in the club were when they all started to get their cut of the profit. Some of the guys went to the strip club every night, drinking, snorting and fucking their money away. Others, like Jeremy, upgraded their bikes, bought houses, and invested. Nowadays, Jeremy had a steady, large amount of cash flowing to him every week. He didn't like to be flashy with it, though. If anything he'd get a new tattoo or visit the casino on occasion if he felt like being reckless.

Another fun part of the selling game was what they were selling. By now, on top of alcoholism, many of the members had a nasty coke habit. Jeremy always tried to limit himself; he told himself never doing blow two days in a row would do the trick. But God, he loved it. It made him feel like he was on top of the world, minus the comedown of course. The comedown was depressing, his mind usually wandering to the death of his father and Taylor. He'd take a shot of whiskey and sit in his shower silently for what felt like hours until he was tired enough to go to sleep. He felt pathetic at those times, dwelling on death and fighting with himself not to call Tallis. He went to bed plenty of nights with his phone thrown across the room.

He looked down to Tallis and nudged her a little. "Let me make you some breakfast."

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Having Tallis rest on him felt much more satisfying than he could have imagined. When he'd sleep with women, and they'd insist on staying the night, he'd make sure none of their body parts would even come close to touching. He hated cuddling. But, something about sleeping with Tallis brought him a euphoric feeling head to toe. He woke up once or twice throughout the night, almost in panic at the feeling of someone's weight on him, but would sigh and smile when he saw it was her. One arm was wrapped around under her head with his hand on her shoulder, the other resting on top of her arm that was on his stomach. One of the times he woke up, he caught himself staring at her still body, and he gently brushed away some of the hair that had fallen across her face.

He mostly expected Tallis to be gone when he woke up, her signature move. He knew it was his fault; being with Moira didn't exactly benefit Tallis and his relationship. Moira always knew that he had feelings for Tallis, although he denied it. He remembered a fight between them before Taylor was killed, and he and Tallis had yet to find out how the other felt.

"I've seen how you look at her, Tillman!" Moira screamed, throwing her glass she was drinking at him.
Jeremy dodged it just in time and audibly laughed. "Moira, you're acting fucking crazy."
"Oh, so you like when she acts crazy but not me, huh? Is that it?" Another piece of glassware was thrown across the room, hitting the wall behind him.
"Jesus, Moira. Calm the fuck down. She's like my little sister!"
"Don't lie to me, asshole!"
Jeremy walked up to her, grabbing her arm right before she threw a plate. It dropped and shattered on the floor at their feet. Moira blew a piece of hair out of her face as she looked to him with pure jealousy in her eyes.
"I know I'll find her in my bed one day."

And Moira did a year later. Part of Jeremy wanted her to find them, so that maybe she would finally leave him. But she didn't. She had loved him with all of her heart, and the fact that Jeremy didn't made her even crazier.

Jeremy began to stir as the morning sun peaked through his window; he had forgotten to close the shades last night. He looked down to see Tallis on his chest, and he sighed in relief that she was still there. The events of the night before were blurry to him, but since he still had his jeans on, he wasn't too concerned. He gently ran a hand through her hair and kissed the top of her head, gently enough not to wake her. He closed his eyes and lightly stroked Tallis' tattooed arm with his fingers.

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Solo awoke in a cold sweat. "It was just a dream," he assured himself as he popped his head up and looked around. A small pool of blood had dried on his pillow from his lip. He grabbed his phone from the end table and began to type a message to Kaci.

"I'm alive. Passed out as soon as I got in. Hope you had a good night, K." He hit send and rubbed his eyes. He shot up out if bed and got into the shower. "Hope you had a good night? You take her virginity yesterday and then send her that?" He shook his head and thought about her in his bed yesterday. It caused a smile to slowly form on his face. She was so beautiful, and he felt completely undeserving.

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He put out his cigarette as Tallis got off his lap and too her hands as she helped him up. The stairs seemed to stretch on forever as they slowly climbed them, relieved when he finally made it to his room. He took a deep breath as he laid down on the bed, looking over at her with half open eyes. "Nah," he said, closing his eyes. "Don't do it, Tillman." He smiled, eyes still closed, and patted his bare chest to signal Tallis to lay down on him. "Don't get any ideas, okay?" he chucked, sleepiness in his voice. He held out his arm so she could take place on his left side. He was fighting off sleep only to see the outcome. He wanted to feel her warmth on him, having dreamt about her in this manner since he was 17 years old.

He remembered when they were younger, he and Taylor would tease Tallis to death. They even set firecrackers off in her room while she was sleeping one morning. Although he treated her like his younger sister then, he had always tried to ignore the notion that some day they would be together. Taylor would always tell him, "Don't you fucking dare, Tillman," whenever he'd catch Jeremy staring at her. He made a promise to Taylor that he'd never sleep with his sister, which he waited a total of one hour after his funeral to break. Jeremy always felt a lot of guilt for the feelings he had towards Tallis, almost more now that Taylor was gone.