“It isn’t the same without you,” Ace continues as Dirty says, “You look uncomfortable at work without your cut, you know it centers you just like we center you.”
“The old ladies miss you,” Stone follows on and one by one, each brother says something, each begging me to come back to the club, and Doc finishes with, “I miss my best friend...” and I sigh as I drop my chin to my chest.
They’re never going to fucking stop, are they?
Fuck, I wish Jas was here to help me unscramble all my thoughts right now like she normally can.
I’ve spent so long keeping myself at a distance from the club because of Sara and Kate and Lyndsey, because of my childhood, yet as soon as I threw my cut on the floor, I felt like I couldn’t breathe, the same feeling I got when I lost my girl.
I felt like I lost my family, but it doesn’t make sense because I was going to leave anyway. But Jas is back, I have a daughter I love with everything in me, and I still feel like there’s a piece of me missing. They allowed Sara to get her own way for years, they missed the signs of her abuse and stood back while she pushed Kate on me.
Fuck…
“Baby?” a sweet voice whispers, breaking into my dilemma, and I look up and lock eyes with the beautiful light blue ones I fell in love with, standing in the middle of a sea of tattooed bikers.
“Buttercup,” I rasp, confusion filling me that she’s with them.
I know she said she didn’t look down on the club, that her fear her parents would destroy it was why she wanted to keep us quiet, but a small part of me honestly didn’t believe her. I thought she hated the brothers, yet there she is, standing with them, wearing…
My throat goes dry as I eye the leather over her shoulders, covering her tank top, and fuck me, my dick likes what he sees, very fucking much.
Jesus Christ!
She’s hot, she is very fucking hot, and I want nothing more than to grab her hips and fuck her from behind with her wearing nothing but that property patch that I’m guessing Doc had made, her nickname stitched in white on the left breast.
I clear my throat when Doc nudges me, a chuckle escaping him, seeing me stumped, and she gives me a shy smile and holds her arms out and asks, “What do you think?”
Fuck me, I really don’t think she wants me to tell her exactly what I’m thinking right now in front of the brothers…
“I think you look fucking mine,” I finally choke, and the brothers chuckle while she grins and reminds me, “I’ve always been yours.”
I stumble forward and wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her towards me, mindful of her stitches that are healing while running my fingers through her loose hair, the blue highlights I fucking loved back where they belong in the strawberry blonde strands.
“What’s this about, buttercup, and where is our daughter?” I rasp while the brothers look on, not cutting in as Jas gives me her full attention.
“Our daughter is with, believe it or not, my brother before he goes on a business trip,” she says softly, and my eyes widen while a smile grows at how far she’s come.
She was adamant Brady wasn’t allowed near Ais, and now, here she is, allowing him to watch her, but I do confirm, “With Vincent?”
She hums and confirms, “Yes, with Vincent at our home.”
My brave fucking girl.
“The club is your life,” she whispers, “and the only reason why I didn’t want your cut is that I was petrified my mother would come after your brothers, after you. She’s a lot more powerful than anyone realizes. I know you’re hurting, believe me, I know I feel it every day, but you’re hurting more because you miss them, you miss the brotherhood, you miss going for rides and seeing Axel, his club, Steal and Snake.”
I place my forehead against hers, not shocked one bit that she reads me like a book or the fact that she remembers everything I’ve ever told her.
“I fucking love you, you know that,” I mumble, and she smiles, her eyes shining with happiness, something I haven’t seen since finding her again.
“I love you too, and between you and me, Lo, if Granny were here, she would be kicking your ass to the moon if you don’t put that cut on, heck, she may even haunt your ass…” She says, and the brothers snort while I soften.
It’s the first time she’s mentioned Granny.
“You know if I put my cut on and you continue to wear yours, I’m never letting you go,” I warn, and she snorts, “Baby, you were never going to let me go anyhow, now get that damn leather back on your back where it belongs because you really do look weird without it!”
I grin and nod, and the brothers cheer around us loudly, making Jas laugh while Doc and I groan, knowing they’ve most likely disrupted the children’s ward below us. Rose is going to kick our asses, fuck, even Stone has paled a little, knowing how much his old lady cares for the kids.
“Okay brothers, we all need to skedaddle before Rose comes after us, Tank, you’re on the club run in two days, gone for three, Vincent will stay with your girls,” Doc says and I glare his way but he puts his hand up and admits, “Axel said if you’re not there this weekend then Annie is coming down…”
