MY Savior the MC President.

Chapter7

***Gideon***

(Rock)

I couldn't take my eyes off her since the minute I walked through the door, she was standing behind the bar area, stacking something under the counter. I could hear the clinking of glass. She was small-framed, her long, alburn hair was pulled back in a ponytail, I couldn't see her eyes, she wore a long-sleeved shirt with jeans and a waist apron on.

Monica waved, calling out that she would be over in a minute,

I haven't talked to her since the day she came to the clubhouse asking for help. I had Techie do some digging we found very little on her, but I know she is married to Trevor Jackson, or Hammer as they call him, and is the current Prez for the Rampage Saints. The club is one of the dirtiest around. I was glad that we are not a sister chapter with them; there is only one legal business, and it's a garage, and that is only because it wasnt started but them. Her father owned it. Techie found were the will was changed, and it was left to Trevor, which im sure he forced her father's hand at that, or he had someone hack in and change it, cause it was to go to her all of it, the shop and the house.

We also found the report on her dad's accident, faulty brakes were the cause of it. I found that odd, seeing as her father had been a mechanic for over forty years, but had bad breaks.

Techie found some pictures of her and her father, and she looks completely different in them. I would say she was around fifteen in them, and then the ones of her and Trevor around town, it dont look like the same girl,

"See something you like, Prez?" Drinks chime from next to me. Glancing over, I see the asshole has a smug look on his face,

"Piss off," I grumble at him, only to hear that prick laughing,

"Okay, sorry about that, Rock. What can I get you?"

"My normal," I tell her without looking at her cause I couldn't pull my eyes off the small woman across the diner,

She follows my stare, I hear her let out a sigh, she steps closer,

"Were you able to find anything out?"

Giving her a nod, "Some. Like who her husband is, there is a lot on her after she married him. She dont have a social media page, the one I found was from when she was in high school."

I watch her move around, filling coffee and getting other things. I can see she feels my eyes on her. She may not be looking around, but she knows what is going on around her. She is cautious; even her walk says she is on edge, as if someone is going to jump out at her.

" I think I have her convinced to stay here, she got her boy set up with homeschooling, they are staying at the shelter, which im sure you knew that already, she hasn't filled out for a place yet cause she worried they will run her name and that he will find her."

"That is probably smart, as a lot of people run background checks," Drinks says as he reaches out, pulling on the strings of Monica's apron. She swats at him,

"Yes, but she cant stay at the shelter forever, not with her son and school work. I did get her to agree to bringing him here so he can do his work when it starts,"

"Her boy is a cool kid, I showed him my bike when I first met him, he was so into it, he was all about the decal on it and the paint job," Drinks explains as he continues to annoy Monica,

She lets out a huff, "Boy, if you do not leave my apron alone, im going to stab you with my pen."

"Dont be making promises you cant keep," He shoots back at her,

I tune them out when is see her finally cave and lift her head, her eyes scanning the diner, they lock with mine, and holy s**t, I have to suck in a breath. She has the greenest eyes I have ever seen; they are almost like gems.

I dont look away, and neither does she. Her eyes start to roam over my face, then slide down. I catch her nose flare out when she takes me in, so I do the same to her, letting my eyes roam over her whole body, seeing as she is standing,

I noticed she has some discoloring on her face, it looks like a bruise was there but was almost healed. I make sure to keep my face neutral as I dont want to startle her.

She shook her head, spun, and then rushed off behind the counter far enough back so she was out of my sight. I grumble under my breath,

"How about I bring her over and introduce you two?" Monica breaks me out of my trance,

"I dont think that would be a good idea, she seems nervous enough."

She waves her hand, "We will tell her you can help her find a place."

I raise a brow at her,

"You want her to stay around her, then she needs a place to stay."

"And who says that's what I want?"

"Oh, please, you haven't taken your eyes off her since you came in here, I can see it on your face, you fancy her,"

My shoulders drop, "I dont want to scare her, she looks ready to jump out of her skin as it is now, being over here with all of us wont help her,"

"She will be alright, and I think you should meet her now that she is staying. She will need the support you guys can give her; she needs to know not all clubs are like her husband's."

"Alright, but if she flees it on you."

She rolled her eyes as she turned and walked off I saw her slip into the back

"Once she gets to know Prez, she will calm down, she's different with me now, but she knows im not going to hurt her,"

I glare at him, but he holds his hands up, "Dont mean in that way, she is way too young for me, but she dont run and hide when I come in now, she talks to me, I even got her laugh a few times."

Fucker...

I can hear the chatter of the guys around me as they joke about stuff and talk shop. I noticed Monica walking my way with her arm looped with hers as she has her head down, but walking with,

She introduces us, but she dont look up I want to see those green eyes again.

"Sugar, how can I help you if you wont look at me?"

I wait a second, come lift your head, let me see those gorgeous eyes.

Slowly, her head comes up, and like before, I suck in a breath when her eyes lock with mine,

She tells me what she needs or is looking for. I asked her about a boyfriend or husband, even though I know she has one. I wanted to see if she would tell me. I watched her body go tense, but she shook her head no, saying it's just her and her son.

I wasnt mad I know she doesn't know me and trust right now is not something she has, along with me being a biker she is probably worried i would haul her right back to her husband, but seeing as he isn't a sister chapter and we do no business with on another I wouldn't do that, and even if we were i would not force a women back into the hands of her abuser,

I do know one thing, and that is I want her, and I will do whatever it takes to get her to trust me and be mine.