“Hey, love bug. How was school today?” he asks, hauling her into his arms while I get the plates out for dinner.
The man might look every bit the Vipers MC President, but the moment that little girl was put in his arms, all that rough exterior melted away. It’s a miracle we don’t have more of his carbon copies running around here.
Haley gabs on, giving him the extensive rundown she gave me on the drive home, and it’s enough to fill the dinner conversation until she’s finished eating.
When it’s finally just us around the table, I ask the thing that’s been on my mind all day. “So, how did the guys take it?”
Should I know about the ins and outs of the club’s business? No, probably not. But Vik’s never kept anything from me that might affect our lives, and his getting put behind bars because the new governor has his sights set on taking down the club would drastically impact our lives.
I didn’t know shit about what it meant getting involved with him all those years ago. It started out as nothing more than a wild time in my life when I was young and naive, looking to have fun. That quickly changed when I snagged Vik’s attention at a clubhouse party a friend had dragged me to.
One drink turned into a dance, which led to a soul-altering one-night stand. From that night on, he wouldn’t leave me alone. Showing up at my work, scaring off the random guys I was dating, it didn’t take him long to claim what he wanted, and I was young and dumb enough to let him.
Thankfully, for my heart… and my sanity, everything worked out. Now, the club life is second nature. It’s all Haley’s ever known. Those men who are out there doing unspeakable things to make sure my man comes home night after night are the uncles she’ll never have from our blood families. But it’s her aunties that keep me from diving off the deep end when things go sideways. And thingsalwaysgo sideways. It’s just a matter of time.
“Not one ounce of support.” He sighs, taking a long pull from his beer.
I don’t mean it to, but my face must reveal my thoughts on that by the look he shoots me. I told him they wouldn’t go for it, but I supported his idea. Because let’s be honest, a hobby club is a hell of a lot safer than this lifestyle we live. It breeds a tough, close-knit group that’d do anything for each other. And with that comes an expected level of danger and mayhem.
“I know. I can hear your I told you so.”
“They’re stubborn, just as fucking much as you are, but they don’t have the same responsibilities resting on their shoulders. Not even Si, Pierce, or Chopper. I’m sorry, babe, but what did you expect?”
“Fuck.” He groans, dropping his face into the palms of his hands. “I get why Pierce had to get rid of Montgomery, but I wish his replacement were just as crooked, because Beckett’s got a stick up his ass and a hard-on for the club.”
“What’s a hard-on, daddy?” Haley’s still-babyish voice calls from behind my chair.
I choke back a laugh and look at the man who’s gotten himself into this exact situation more times than I can count.
“Yeah, daddy. What’s that?” I mock question, loving the red tinge that climbs his sculpted, tattooed throat.
“Love bug, were you listening again?” he chides, reaching out to pick her up and plop her on his lap.
“Nope,” she answers matter-of-factly.
His eyebrows raise in question.
“I was coming out here to ask if you wanted to see my new book from school, and you were talking to Mama really loud.” She shrugs.
This time, I can’t hide the chuckle spilling past my lips. She’s got him there. We weren’t exactly being quiet.
“Touché, then. But you don’t need to worry about that word for a long time. Now, how about that book?”
I leave them at the table to soak up some much-needed quality time as I clean the kitchen.
The bed shifts behind me, tugging the thin blanket down my naked body. His thick arm bands across my waist, pulling me into his warm chest.
“We leave on Wednesday for Florida,” his rough voice whispers in my ear.
“Do I need to remind you that if you even think about looking at another woman down there, I’ll know.” One of the perks of having a pair of trusted eyes on these types of rides.
“No other woman could snag my attention if she tried. I know what I have, but why don’t you remind me?”
His teeth catch against my earlobe before skating across the sensitive flesh of my neck.
My ass grinds into his thick cock, still hidden behind thin fabric. When he rocks his hips forward, slowly gliding between my ass cheeks, I moan into my pillow. His calloused fingers slide south against my heated skin, shoving between my thighs to find my entrance soaked and ready for him.
“How about you fuck me hard and stuff me full of your cum. Then maybe by the time you guys get back, we’ll have another mini monster on the way. Is that enough to remind you?”
