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Rubbing a hand across the slight ache in my chest as I read her note has me wondering what is wrong with me. She isn’t the first one-night stand I’ve ever had, but she certainly was the most memorable. Tucking her note into my wallet, I have a feeling that the memory of her is going to keep me warm for a long time.
CHAPTER 2
JEANIE
“Oh, feck it,” I groan out loud as I stare at the two lines on five different pregnancy tests. In the back of my mind, I knew they’d turn positive. That didn’t mean I hadn’t been hoping I’d be wrong. But I know my body, and I knew even before my period was late that there was something weird going on. Not that I looked at an unexpected pregnancy as anything bad, because I didn’t. As soon as those lines turned pink, I knew that no matter what I’ll be keeping this baby, and it will be loved. With the family I came from, there is no other option.
We love, and we love hard.
There is no doubt about who the father is. The only problem was I don’t know how to find him. We only exchanged first names. While I know he is a biker and why he’d been drowning his sorrows from the conversations we had, he hadn’t been wearing a cut.
Grabbing a pen and paper, I write down as much information as I can remember from that night. It isn’t much.
· Cobalt/Bolt
· American
· Sexy as fuck
· Funny
· Sweet
· A little sad
· Biker
· Black hair, green eyes.
· Awesome abs
I have to snigger at the last one. It’s not a lie, though. The man was ripped and had no issue moving me where he wanted me, and I am by no means a small woman.
Just the thought of how he’d manoeuvred me has my thighs clenching and my clit throbbing at the memory of our night. It was the best sex of my life. There is no regret—none from the first moment I’d clocked the broody, sad-looking biker at the bar, through the rest of that night, nor in my rushed note of goodbye when I woke the next morning and realised the time, knowing I’d be late for our family breakfast.
“Jeanie,” my mum shouts from within the house, shaking me from the memories of the passionate night I had with the big and hunky biker.
“Coming,” I call back. Scooping all the tests bar one into the bin. I stick that one in my pocket. Tying the bag up, I remove it from the bin before adding another one. Washing my hands, I dry them while looking at my reflection in the mirror.
“You can do this.” I tell myself. It’s not like I don’t have any ties to the biker world, seeing as my sister is not only a wife but also an old lady to one. I’ll speak to her first and see if Sam may know who my mystery biker is going by my vague description.
Scooping up the bin bag, I open the bathroom door and almost walk straight into my mum.
“Hey, baby.” She smiles, cupping my cheek. “How have you been?”
“I’m good, Mum. What are you doing home at this time of the day?”
Mum rolls her eyes. “One of your brothers forgot his PE kit so I’m picking it up and I’ll drop it back at the school for him. What are you up to today? Are you coming to the office?”
I shake my head. “No, I think I’ll go see Ally. Abby asked me to drop my CV off for the nursery now that my nanny position is finished.”
“Okay, sweetheart. Have a good day.” Mum kisses my cheek and hustles off to find my brother’s PE kit.
I shake my head, amused that she’s come all the way back home for my brothers. So spoilt. I make my way towards the kitchen, where I left my bag and coat. Slipping my arms into my coat, I pick up my bag and walk out the door towards the carport where we all park, throwing the bin bag in the big bin as I walk past. Spotting my grandfather on the veranda of the main house, I wave and call out, “Morning, Grandad.”
He waves back at me, lifting his ever-present cup of tea in greeting. “Morningcailín deas. Give your sister my love and tell her I need another visit.”
