Knox's Stand

Chapter Twenty-two

“Can I have one of these?” Diamond asked, picking up the tiny flashlight no bigger than her forefinger with a beam which was remarkably strong.

“No.” Knox put one in the package they were putting together for a customer.

“Why not?” Diamond asked, clenching and unclenching the flashlight in her hand.

“Because you already have two other flashlights,” Knox said, checking for the next item on the packing list.

“But this one charges when I squeeze it,” Diamond said. “The other one is solar powered and the other one takes batteries. What if we lose power and there’s no sunlight and I don’t have batteries?”

“I’ll get you one,” Knox relented.

“Cool.” Diamond helped him fill two more orders. Then, collecting the items for another order, she sat down on the stool at the table looking through the items.

“Can I have one of these?”

Knox didn’t bother to look at what she had in her hand. “No.”

“Why not?” Diamond asked. “I really need one of these.” Knox looked sideways at the backpack in her hand.

“No, you don’t. I already bought you one last week. Why do you need another one?”

“I already made my bug-out bag, but I have to make yours now.”

“You can have it. Now let’s finish getting these orders out.” Knox gave her an exasperated look, which she ignored. The Last Riders’ survival business was more than successful, it was booming. He had volunteered for a couple of extra shifts while Viper and Winter interviewed new employees. Diamond had begun sitting with him while he filled the orders over the last month, but she often was more of a distraction than help.

“I have everything we need now except, Knox, I think we need to buy a small island,” she said, picking up a pocketknife.

“A small island?” Knox turned toward her, taking the knife out of her hand.

“Yes.” Diamond nodded enthusiastically. “Did you know that you can buy small islands? They’re kind of expensive, but if we save, we could buy one in a few years.”

“Diamond…” Knox started to say something, but closed his mouth. “Why an island?

“Because zombies can’t swim,” she answered, placing another item in the box.

Knox just stared at her. “They can’t?” Knox tried his hardest not to laugh when he saw she was serious.

“Can they?” she asked, looking at him with a quizzical expression.

“I don’t know, but no more zombie movies for you for a while.” Knox checked the list before taping the packaging closed and then taping the address onto the large box.

“Can I have...?” Diamond began.

Knox took the small tube tent from her hand. His hand going to her hair and tugging her head back for a soft kiss.

“Diamond,” Knox growled.

“What?” she asked, returning his kiss.

“I think Sex Piston isn’t the only nut in your family.”

* * *

Diamond rolled over in the bed, kissing Knox’s shoulder before getting ready for work. He was lying on his stomach, naked among the rumpled covers while her lips traced the tat on the back of his shoulder. She could recall it from memory; he had the Navy Seal insignia of an anchor wrapped along its length by a snake with the head at the top of the tat, giving an unnerving stare. A variety of objects surrounded the insignia; two revolvers pointed at each other with a metal chain linking the two together, a hand of cards, a razor knife and brass knuckles. The whole tat had a dark overlay, giving it a shadowed appearance.

Her lips went over each one, counting the objects. She had already figured out it was the club tattoo and had guessed who most of the symbols belonged to. Razer was the easiest; the razor Knife. Knox and Rider were obviously the Revolvers; Knox kept his near at all times. The lawyer in her was concerned until he had opened his wallet showing the concealed-carry permit. Rider also made no attempt to hide that he carried. Diamond didn’t have to ask to see his; he had volunteered to show her. The chain, and playing cards were still mysteries to her. The snake was obviously Viper and the shading Shade. The Brass knuckles was the last one she had figured out when Cash had gotten in a fight with a drunk at Rosie’s when they had stopped for a beer.

“You want to fuck?” Knox asked sleepily.

“We just did twenty minutes ago.” Diamond laughed against his shoulder, rubbing her cheek against him.

“Keep doing that and you’ll be doing it again in five,” Knox mumbled into the pillow.

Diamond pulled away, laughing as she climbed reluctantly out of bed. “I can’t. I have to go to work. I’m already late. Holly needs to talk to me before court. I think she’s going to ask for a raise. I’m going to give it to her, she’s certainly worth it.”

Diamond showered and dressed, going back into her bedroom and smiling when she saw that Knox was sound asleep. Picking up her briefcase, she left, not wanting to wake him. Going down the short flight of steps, she pushed the unlock button on her new SUV. She still felt weird climbing into the expensive vehicle, but Knox had convinced her to spend the extra money to drive a safer vehicle.

* * *

Diamond smiled when she looked out her window and saw the buds on the trees; the pretty weather had tricked the trees into blooming early. Straightening up, she stretched, yawning. Holly had gone to lunch earlier. When she had opened her mouth to ask for the raise, Diamond had cut her off, giving her a nice raise and benefits, too. The surprised woman hadn’t known what to say, so Diamond had given her a hug and told her to go to lunch.

She heard her front office door open and then saw Knox walking into her office, coming to a stop when he saw her behind her desk. She could tell from his face that he was going to try to walk away again. He didn’t say anything, just stood there and stared at her. Diamonds eyes watered as she stood up from her desk, going to him. Sliding her hands tightly around his waist, she placed tiny kisses along his taut jaw.

“Please don’t, please don’t, please, baby, please...” Diamond pleaded.

“Dammit to hell!”

Diamond found herself backed across the room until her desk was at her back. Pressing her backwards onto her desk, her briefcase and cell phone fell to the floor as Knox swept them out of the way with his hand before going to her knee, bringing it up to his hip.

His fingers slid underneath her panties, finding her warm and ready for him. Tugging her skirt to her hips, he yanked at the material of her panties, tearing them apart. Diamond watched as he unzipped his jeans, bracing herself on the desk as he pulled out his cock.

“Knox?”

“What?” His disgruntled voice brought a tender smile to her lips.

“Could you close the blinds?”

* * *

Knox’s boots crunched on the late spring frost as he got off his bike, parking it near the old fireplace on Cash’s homestead property. He started the walk up the mountain path that had been made through generations of Cash’s relatives. The steep path was kept clear by either him or Cash.

At the top of the mountain, he paused a second, looking down at the huge trees, seeing Treepoint in the distant valley below. Taking a deep breath, he released it, seeing the vapor in the cold morning air. He was glad he had made Diamond put on her coat as she left the clubhouse to go to church with Beth, Winter and Evie. The sunny day was deceptively cold and she would have frozen her ass off before she would have been able to get inside the SUV.

Knox turned, walking forward into Cash’s family cemetery. The older tombstones mixed with the newer ones and told the amount of time the cemetery had been in existence. He stopped in front of a pink marble headstone, staring down.

Cash had offered a final resting place for his young wife. Like him, she had no family, so he had accepted Cash’s offer.

“Sunshine.” His aching voice filled the silence of the cemetery.

He dropped to his knees beside her grave, not feeling the coldness of the frozen grass through his clothes. Knox’s voice broke as he talked to her.

“I promised I’d love you forever, that no one would ever take your place. And, Sunshine, I tried not to love her. I tried to stay away and break it off, but I couldn’t. When I realized that I loved her, I tried not to let her have my soul. To keep a part for you; to keep a part of me with you. Always, Sunshine, that’s what I promised you on our wedding day and the day I buried you here on this mountain.

“But I have to give someone else those promises now. I love her, Sunshine. She’s become a part of my life, and when I look into her eyes, I see the same promises I gave you. Promises I need to give her now. I’m not leaving you behind me; you’ll always be with me, a part of mine and Diamond’s life.”

Knox felt a warm touch on his shoulder; the warmth flowed through his body as he turned to see who was behind him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t want to startle you.” Rachel Porter stared down at him, her hand still on his shoulder. Her gaze went to the tombstone before coming back to his. “My parents are buried over there. I like to bring Mom flowers every Sunday after Church, catch her up on what’s going on in our lives. She wouldn’t be very happy with my brothers carrying on the family business. She never cared about how much money it provided, she always said ‘God may not give you what you want, but he will provide for your needs’.” Rachel removed her hand, stepping back. Without another word she walked to the end of the cemetery to stand in front of two graves, laying the flowers down on one.

Knox sat there with the sunshine on him, feeling the guilt he had felt for the last months melt away like the frost on the grass, removing the final barrier from giving Diamond his love.