Claimed by the Biker Giant (Maxine and Tank) novel Chapter 172

Fixer POV

The guys must have finished their chat, or were hungry, because they both sprang out of the chair, like it was a hot potato.

I hadn’t heard Uncle Simon and Tandy arrive and wondered if they had something to discuss, if they just popped in like this, or if they came to see how things went with Sticks without invading the hospital room, if she was unwell and not up for visitors.

“Hi, Uncle, Tandy, didn’t know you were coming for a visit,” I said as the food was passed around.

“I came to find out about Sticks and how it went with the dash, using the chopper.” Uncle Simon said as he loaded his plate with mashed potatoes.

“My visit was to confirm our picnic at the swimming hole. We can make it in two days’ time; we will have them all available, no sports carnivals, no spa dates, or other important events that take their attention away from family gatherings. It’s harder to coordinate the whole family, now that they are older, and one has children of their own.” Tandy complained as he added some spicy chicken to his plate.

“You can come with just the Mrs. I wouldn’t have minded, we all know what it’s like trying to make things happen,” I say, and I say Tank filling my plate, when he thinks I won’t notice.

He chuckles and nods in agreement.

“So, Prez, congratulations on fatherhood. I saw the picture, lovely little family.” Uncle Simon speaks

to Prez, avoiding any other questions that I might have, and he notices I didn’t answer his question regarding the chopper.

We ate and chatted, like one big family. It was good, something I never had, other than when I was at my grandparents’, and less often once Grandma died.

It was agreed to have the family gathering then. Jenny would be back and most likely happy to meet all of Tandy’s family.

Tandy was leaving, not staying the night. Just popped in to confirm and to ask for permission to visit Sticks, taking his wife along, who loves babies. Tandy promised more visits from the wife once the baby was home and offered to babysit if they ever needed one. That’s one keen woman to hold babies, a clucky old hen.

Tank knew I was waiting to speak with Uncle Simon. He had kept touching my thigh, and I hadn’t realised I was giggling it up and down, like it had a mind of its own, burning off the tension, growing inside me.

The opportunity to corner Uncle Simon arose after we said goodnight to Tandy, and he headed back home to his wife. Prez and Blaze went next door to check on the cells, the guards, and the members. Melony and Zero went upstairs for some alone time.

“Uncle Simon, do you want to talk here or in the office?” I asked, giving him no chance to back out.

“Office, if it’s that bad.” We headed to the office, Uncle Simon leading the way. I was thankful he sat on a lounge and not behind his desk, because they would have put me on the wrong foot. I was not going to sit like I was being told off or given instructions. He must have known this and chose to sit more casually.

“What’s got your panties in a knot?” He chuckled, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

“Savage,” I replied softly, but firmly.

Uncle Simon sat up in his chair and leaned his elbows on his knees.

“What about him?” He asked cautiously, keeping a close eye on me, searching for something.

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