Her Biker Journey: Conquering a Man’s world

Chapter Seventy-Nine: Storm

Crisa definitely outdid herself with all of the supplies she bough for the party. The guys loaded the spare refrigerators on the back porch with the drinks and cupcakes. Then they set up the food tables for the hot food and sides of salad, coleslaw, and potato salad. Stormy and her new friend set up the rest of the snacks by the outdoor movie area and the karaoke area while Thane and the guys finished unloading the truck and finding places for everything. Thalia was setting up the utensils, plates, paper towels, and garbage cans everywhere. I made Crisa rest in the room for a minimum of thirty minutes and when I went to check on her she was fast asleep. I could just stand here and watch her sleep, but I knew she would be pissed at me if I didn’t wake her up so I slipped into the bed next to her and started kissing all over her face to wake her up.

    As soon as she woke up she jumped out of the bed and damn near ran out of the door. The food she ordered had just arrived so she got started organizing that with Thalia. As she put the finishing touches on the table the rest of the guests showed. Crisa did an amazing job throwing this together last minute and I was proud to have her by my side. As the guests entered the backyard she made sure to greet everyone and make sure that they knew where everything was at. Once the actually saw the setup they were shocked at everything that was offered. There was already a movie playing and it sounded like a few people were already using the karaoke machine.

   I looked around for Stormy and saw her with the kids that went to her school and it looked like she was getting along with them. I made my way over to the food table to make plates for Crisa and I when Tristan stopped me to say that Crisa needs to be in charge of all parties for the club from now on. I couldn’t help laughing at him and his childish enthusiasm. Now normally he wouldn’t show that side to anyone else, but this get together was breaking the mold for everything. I continued to the food and made two plates with a bit of everything on them before grabbing two drinks. When I made it back to Crisa I put both plates in front of her so she could choose what she wanted. Apparently that was the wrong move on my part because she looked at me and said, “are you trying to make me fat?” The look on her face was so cute and I had a hard time containing my laughter. I just kissed her on the forehead and said, “you aren’t fat love. I didn’t know what you wanted to eat so I figured we could sit next to each other and you could eat whatever you want off either plate.”