But before Kyra could bring Ledger to the stage, a grinning Vi rushed over to her and shoved a piece of paper into her hand.
What the actual fuck?
With Ledger’s clasping one hand and some sort of document filling the other, Ky weaved through the crowd gathering closer to the stage.
Of course his brothers, the hang-arounds, sweet butts, and prospects were waiting for a fucking spectacle. But thank fuck it wouldn’t be like the one four years ago when he got busted with his jeans open and his dick down Bunny’s throat.
He was goddamn lucky his woman had given him another shot.
Both she and Ledger were the perfect motivators for him to get and keep his shit together. And having his shit together also meant him hanging on to the club’s presidency.
The DAMC needed to remain strong and united so Ledger could eventually take his spot at the head of the table. He was determined for the Jamison legacy to continue.
As soon as they joined him on stage, his gaze flicked to the paper in her hand.
Instead of giving it to him, she hid whatever was written on it against her chest. “Because you said you wanted Ledger here tonight to officially introduce him to your brothers, I figured it would be the perfect time to give you this.” She held it out to him.
He grabbed the document and scanned it.
He read it again slower, then closed his gaping mouth. “Where the fuck’d you get this?”
Her blue eyes sparkled in the stage lights. “I had Lily do the name change. I thought that’s what you wanted.”
“Fuck yeah, I do...did. But why did Vi have it?”
“She picked it up from Lily for me. Again, I wanted it to be a surprise.”
It sure was a fucking surprise. “You also get me listed as his father on his birth certificate?”
“Not yet. You’d need to be involved for that and it would’ve spoiled the surprise. Lily worked on his name change first. She said we can work on fixing his birth certificate next.”
“Fuck, babe, I…” His nostrils flared as he pulled in a breath. He was supposed to be the one giving out shit tonight. Instead, he got one of the best presents ever. “This mean you all in?”
“Just don’t screw up,” she warned with a pointed look. She gave himthe palmto stop him before he responded. “Iknowneither of us are perfect, but we need to do the best we can. For him. And for us.”
“Yeah,” he breathed. “Gonna be a better man and president ‘cause of you both.”
“That’s all I ask. Now, why are we up here?”
He turned back to the mic, turned it on, and announced, “Yo! Got important news.” Since everyone was already watching them on stage, he immediately lifted the paper up in the air. “It’s fuckin’ official. My boy is now Ledger AllenJamison.”
A roar went through the packed courtyard.
“Future fuckin’ biker right there!” someone yelled.
“No shit, that’s why I wanted you all to see me claimin’ my son tonight. Makin’ it official.”
In the midst of a bunch of boots stomps and fists pounding against leather-covered chests, Zane quickly walked across the stage to join them. After tucking the court document inside his cut, Zeke took the small denim vest from his brother and held it up with one hand while planting his other on Ledger’s shoulder.
“Meet my little badass Ledger. As you can see on his cut, his road name’s Legend.”
His brothers all started to chant “Legend” in unison as Zeke slipped the cut on Ledger. He grinned when his son began to uncontrollably giggle.
Wheels jumped onto the stage next and brought over another cut. This one was much larger and was made of black leather. It also wasn’t new.
“Zeke,” Kyra whispered as soon as she recognized it.
He announced, “Doin’ more than claimin’ my kid tonight.” His hand covered the mic so no one else could hear him tell her, “Already got approval from the other officers to return this to you. You only need to accept it to make it official.”
