“I like this, Daddy. You must feel incredible to have this group to rely on.”
“They’re here for you too. I’d like you to wear a tracker from now on, Baby girl,” Vex told her, watching her reaction.
“Then you could find me if someone took me?” she asked.
“Yes. Lots of different devices are out there. You can choose what you like.”
“Okay.”
Thanking his lucky stars that she would cooperate, Vex said, “You could ask any Devil Daddy to help you at any time. I want you to know each of these guys would put themselves at risk for you.” Vex had never been so sure of anything in his life. Finding Angel had cemented his trust in his MC.
“Would you help Honey, Caroline, and Winnie?”
He understood what she was asking. Would he endanger himself to aid the other Littles? “I would, but I would make damn sure I’d get back to you, Baby girl. I have an excellent reason to always come home.”
Angel nodded and cuddled against his chest. He rocked her slowly in his arms. Ten minutes later, she was sound asleep. The combination of bourbon, tea, delicious food, and the growing darkness zapped her ability to stay awake. Glancing around the crowd, he noticed the other Littles nodding off as well.
Razor carried Honey away first to tuck her into bed. Scythe and Wraith followed soon after. Vex stood and headed for the back door. The rest of the guys gathered their things and quietly called their good nights. Vex could hear the regret in their voices. Not for the evening ending early but that they didn’t have a Little to get ready for bed. Vex sent a wish into the world that each of his brothers could find their Little girl. Soon.
Chapter 17
“Vex. I have to do something. I’m going to go nuts sitting around your cabin while you’re at the warehouse. Maybe I could work there? Sweep? File?” Angel propped her hands on her hips as she strolled back and forth across the family room. She had to get him to understand somehow.
“Our cabin, Baby girl. You’re still recovering. You’re not built for physical activity, anyway. What kind of job did you have before?” Vex asked. He was incredibly unbothered by her need to do more than lounge on the couch. He didn’t get it!
“I can do as much physical activity as the next woman,” she argued. “I always worked out and kept myself fit.”
“There’s a difference, Angel, between playing tennis at the country club and moving a fifty-pound supply bag around.”
“Are you trying to piss me off, because you’re doing a really good job of it,” Angel demanded.
“I’m being honest, Baby girl. I understand you’re bristling because your life is completely topsy-turvy. Let’s see if we can figure out what’s best for you.”
Angel slumped, her anger evaporating as he didn’t react the way she expected. “I don’t know what to do. I like being with you, but I need more. Honey and Winnie go to work. Caroline writes all day long.”
“And you’re here by yourself. Okay, let’s take this one step at a time. Your health was drastically impacted by being held in horrible conditions. I’d suggest we need to first find out if you’ve recovered physically enough to consider what to do.”
“How do I figure that out?”
“What do you think about going to an appointment with Razor and letting him give you a physical and run some tests? We already have discussed birth control. At this appointment, we can talk to him about making sure you’re protected from pregnancy before you’re ready for that,” Vex suggested.
“I don’t want to risk a baby while we are sure the Ravagers are still out there ready to pounce,” Angel said. An unfamiliar warmth kindled inside her. She liked that Vex had never indicated that he was anti-children. Had he thought of building a family with her? She might like to have kids someday. With him.
“Exactly. They won’t always be around. So? We start with an appointment with Razor?” Vex asked.
Angel hesitated. Razor understood what she had gone through and had checked on her when Vex had rescued her. “Will he give me birth control without examining me? That might be strange because we see him and Honey so often.”
“Razor takes care of everyone in the MC and the Littles. Honey knows that her Daddy is a doctor. Are you worried about him seeing you without your clothes?”
“Yes. But if he can prescribe something without me getting undressed, that’s great,” Angel answered.
“Razor won’t do that. He’s serious about doing no harm. He definitely doesn’t hand out medicine as if drugs come out of a gumball machine. Ask Honey if she’d be okay with Razor being your doctor if talking to her would reassure you.”
“I guess I could do that. I’ll try to run into her next week.” How in the world she’d ever bring up that subject, Angel didn’t have a clue. What if Honey got mad at her?
Vex’s movement drew her attention from worrying about her friend’s reaction. She glanced up to see him raise his phone to his ear. Had his phone buzzed?
“Hey, Razor. Is Honey with you? Angel’s worried about upsetting Honey by coming to see you. Would you mind putting the phone on speaker so they can talk?”
