“Nah, it would be nice to meet the family,” I replied. “The more, the merrier.”
Chapter Four.
Rosie
Calamity still hadn’t returned from his trip with Apache when everyone came down for dinner. Ross Wheeler and his husband had arrived with their children.
He proudly introduced his family, with a lot of love in his voice. “This is Noah, and our daughters Fern and Skye,” he said, and I smiled at the two young girls.
“Hi there,” I greeted warmly. I put out a hand for Noah to shake, and he grinned as he took it. I quickly performed the introductions.
“Helps that you’ve got your names on your cuts,” Noah joked, and I nodded.
“Certainly does! We forget them ourselves. You’ll hear numerous ‘Oi, you!’ around us, especially when it’s our kids,” I replied.
“Ha! Do you have many children?” Ross inquired as they sat down.
“Calamity and I have three,” I responded.
“There’s thirty between us here.” Penny did the maths quickly, and Ross blinked.
“Are you all couples?” he asked.
“Only Christian and I are single,” Falcon interjected. “This lot is responsible for the brood of kids about to hit Ortonville.”
“And some of us are expecting,” Carmelle said shyly, her hand on her stomach.
“You dog! You kept that quiet!” Texas shouted as he slapped Ghost on the back hard.
Ghost beamed in response.
“Congratulations!” I exclaimed as everyone joined in.
“Why are we congratulating the grumpy asshole?” Apache asked as he and Calamity finally appeared.
“Ghost and Carmelle are expecting,” I explained, and Apache grinned evilly.
“Does Drake know?”
“Fuck Drake,” Ghost retorted.
“Congrats, brother,” Calamity said, slapping Ghost on the shoulder. “Carmelle, you’re glowing.”
“Thanks, Prez,” Carmelle whispered, a little shy at being the centre of attention.
“Hi,” Calamity welcomed, turning to Ross and Noah.
“This is Ross Wheeler and his husband, Noah. Ross is the mayor here, and these are their two girls, Fern and Skye,” I introduced. “This is my husband, Calamity, and the president of the chapter we’re opening here.”
“Good to meet you.” Calamity reached out to shake their hand. He took a seat next to me and smiled at Ross. “We’re looking forward to joining the community.”
“You’ll get mixed reactions, I won’t lie. There’s never been an MC here, so some will judge you while others will accept you. The patch on your back will help. The name Rage MC means something. You guys are pretty infamous,” Ross said.
Noah nodded. “The naysayers might be a minority, but there’ll be some. But ignore them; most of the folk here shall welcome you.”
“We’re a clean club. And we plan to open businesses and contribute to the community. I’ll be opening a veterinary clinic and an animal sanctuary. Klutz is also trained,” I said, and Noah looked happy.
“Our local vet shut down a few years ago, so we’ve been struggling ever since for our animals. We have a travelling veterinarian once a fortnight, but he charges a fortune. Any chance you can start next week?” Ross asked, looking hopeful.
