That was true. “Why is it not better to be conceived out of love?”
“Because sometimes, when a man loves a woman so much and their child kills that woman during childbirth, he ends up hating that child and not wanting anything to do with her.”
There was a second of stunned silence around the table before the new band started playing. Mac and I exchanged a look and stood at the same time.
“Time to dance!” Mac said as she held her hand out to Lemon.
Lemon took one more big drink before getting up. They waited for me to catch up and the three of us headed to the dance floor.
I was able to dance for two songs before I had to tap out. Putting a hand on my side, I made my way off the dance floor. Just as I cleared the crowd and could see the table where the guys were, I froze. There were two girls sitting in Mac’s and Lemon’s seats at the table. They looked to be mostly talking with Bash. Theo was ignoring them completely. Wyatt and Roe were trying to just talk to each other. As if sensing me watching, they both looked my way.
Before I could start heading toward our table again, a guy not wearing a Haven’s Rebel cut stepped into my line of sight. “You look lost, beautiful.” He was tall, in his early twenties, with buzz-cut dirty blond hair and arms full of tattoos. He wasn’t bad-looking.
“I’m not,” I said.
“I haven’t seen you around here before.” He glanced at the table where the party of girls were. “Are you here with your friends?”
I snorted. He thought I was here to fuck a member, or by the looks of him, a son of one.
“What’s so funny?” he asked.
I didn’t get a chance to tell him. A hand came down on my head. Just from that, I knew who it was before he asked, “Are you hurting?”
I turned toward Bram. “I’m fine. Just a little sore.”
Nodding, he dropped his hand from my head and stared at the guy who’d approached me. “I see you’ve met my daughter, Nash.”
Nash’s eyes went a little wide. “Your daughter?”
“Yes,” Bram said. “Not only is she my daughter, but she’s taken. Both of her boyfriends are right behind you.”
Nash turned, spotting Roe and Wyatt standing right behind him, not really looking friendly. Nash gave Bram a confused look. “Boyfriends?”
“Just move along, Nash,” Bram said.
Still looking baffled, Nash listened and walked off.
“When will you be home tonight?” Bram asked me.
“Would you be mad if I didn’t come home until morning?” I asked.
His eyes closed as if in pain. It looked like he took a calming breath before opening them again. He leaned close. “Do we need to have a talk about sex?”
My brows rose. “It’s a little late for that.”
“I mean are you being safe and responsible about it?” he asked.
Oh.“Yes, I am.”
He nodded. “Make sure you have your phone.”
“I will.”
He kissed the top of my head before heading back to the booth he was sitting at with Vivian.
I walked over to my guys and smiled. “Were you coming to chase that guy away?”
“We saw Bram heading toward you, but wanted to come get you anyway,” Wyatt said.
