"I'm going to get ready," he tells her and then adds while trying to look at her pointedly, "and redo my hair."
"Okay, remember to wear something comfortable. And bring a jacket with you because it's still a little cool out this morning."
He rolls his eyes at her but there's a sweet smile on his face. "Okay,mom." Before she can get a word in back he's grabbing his empty plate and heading towards the kitchen in the back.
"He's really a sweet kid," Haven comments. She then looks over to Dex who is currently holding baby Christine in his arms. From what Haven says the only way she calms down is in her father's arms. Which makes sense, she said, because he's the one who calms her, too. "Think our girl will be that sweet?"
Snake laughs and Alice slaps him lightly on the chest. "What?" He feigns innocence.
Alice looks at him pointedly. "You know what."
"Angel," he begins, "we all know that kid ain't going to be sweet."
"Fuck off," Haven bites at him but it's all in good fun.
He points at her. "That right there is why you aren't going to have a kid as sweet as Connor. Your girl's firsts words will be telling someone off."
"Probably because they deserve it."
"Or probably because she'll have an attitude like her mother," Dex chimes in but keeps his voice low to not stir Christine.
Haven turns to him with her brow raised and her arms folded over her chest. "And that attitude is?"
Dex smiles, a wolffish one that shows his teeth. "Spice with the right amount of sweet to keep you coming back." He then places an opened mouth kiss on her lips that effectively shuts her up. Then she does the thing that only Dex can do, he makes her melt. Complete and utter putty in his hands.
The moment breaks between them once their girl starts crying. Haven immediately takes her in her arms and coossoftly. It's almost startling how soft and gentle she is with her compared to her abrasive attitude towards others.
But it's the maternal instinct. The one where you will do anything for your kid. The rest of the world simply doesn't matter.
I sneak a glance over at Grace and see her staring at Haven and her baby with a small smile. At first glance no one would see it. But I do. I do because I can't help but notice everything about her. Her eyes are looking at them with longing and a pain so deep that she's managed to keep hidden from everyone.
As her eyes begin to grow misty she blinks away from them, taking a long breath that slightly shakes.
Pain.
The one thing that I can't live without.
The very same thing that I want to protect her from.
"Give me fifteen minutes, Grace and then whenever you and Connor are ready we can go," Slater says to her with a mouthful of pancakes.
Go?
Grace is going somewhere with Slater?
Where in the fuck is she going with him? And why him and not another club brother?
My finger twitches by my side.
I glance over at her and she smiles at him.
She. Smiles. At. Him.
Now I’m pissed the fuck off.
"Perfect, he was upset how we couldn't go last week."
"Well today is the perfect day. You'll both love it."
