“You’re insatiable,” I say, laughing.
“I’m not the only one.”
I get up off his lap and he gets us both a beer before placing me on his lap again.
His cell rings, and he answers it. “Yeah.”
“What the hell? I’m coming.” He hangs up and I get off his lap. I know when he’s needed.
He looks at me. “I think I need you, too.” He grabs my hand and we walk around to the front of the compound.
“Judd, what’s going on?” I ask, trying to keep up with him.
“Someone has dropped something off.” He keeps moving until we get to the gate. The prospect steps in front of us and my mouth opens. He’s got a basket with a baby in it.
“Is that yours, Judd? Did you father a child and not tell me about it?”
He turns to me. “Baby, this is not my child.”
He passes me the basket and takes out the note. “Did you read this?” he asks the prospect.
“No way.”
He reads it, frowning. Then he hands it to me to read.
Placing the basket on the floor, I read the beautiful writing.
Spider,
I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I got pregnant after that beautiful night we had together. My father found out and wanted me to get rid of it, but it was too late. I know that he wants to send Braden away to get adopted, but I can’t think of him being with people who don’t belong to him. He needs a family. You and your Rebel Hearts are an amazing family and I want you to have him.
I don’t know what my father is going to do to me, but I know he has already lost some men because of the Rebel Hearts. I don’t want him to take Braden away too.
If I survive his wrath, then I’ll come find you. We don’t have to be together, I just wanted you to know you have a son.
All of my love,
Rosa Vasquez.
PS, My father is coming for you. He blames the loss of life on the Rebel Hearts. Please keep Bradon safe. I promise I’ll find you if I survive.
I foldthe letter up and pick up the baby. Holding him into my chest, I snuggle him, smelling his hair as I do. “Bradon, I’m your aunt Lyssa. I’m going to make sure you’re kept safe. Brady will love you.”
“We need to get my brother, I’ll take Bradon into the main hall, can you go and get him, Judd?”
He looks at me and the baby and nods his head. I walk in through the front door and move to a comfy seat, cradling my nephew. Wow, how did this happen?
“What’s so important you want to drag me away from the cookout, Tank? Iis Lyssa okay?” My brother sounds worried. I smile at how much he worries about me.
“Well, I’m not sure how you are going to take the news.” Tank brings him around the corner.
“Lyssa, what the fuck?” Brady says. He moves closer to look at Bradon. “Whose baby is that and what are they doing here at the clubhouse?” He’s looking around and sees that there are just the three of us here.
“Tank, what the fuck’s going on?”
I hand him the letter and he reads it. I see his face pale the further down the letter he gets.
When he’s finished reading it, he folds it up and puts it in his pocket. “Lyssa, I can’t look after a baby. I just can’t.”
