“Yeah. Am I gonna see you later?” he whispered.
She nodded. “Try the chicken parmesan. Cara made it, and it’s so good.” She smiled mischievously. He took a large portion.
Kylie was thrilled that Jerry was sitting at a table with Axe, Baylee, Jax, and Cherri. Since the old ladies were there, her dad would be cool with her sitting with Jerry. Everyone talked, laughed, made toasts to the new parents, and ate too much. Kylie looked around the room and was filled with a deep sense of family, loyalty, and closeness that only the MC could provide. They were a family who struggled, cried, laughed, and partied together. Each of their worries was shared by the whole club. When Kylie was in danger, they all jumped to help her. The enormity of their love and respect for one of their own always blew her away.
After they’d devoured all the food and the women had washed and put away the dishes, some of the brothers played pool while others sneaked off to have some fun with the club whores who’d been relegated to their rooms. Club girls and old ladies never shared the same space at the same time. It was just the way the Insurgents’ world worked, and everyone knew their place and respected it.
Jerry sidled up alongside Kylie. “Where’s your dad?”
“I saw him go out to the back porch. He’s probably smoking a joint. Why?”
He grasped her hand and pulled her behind him to one of the small rooms off the hallway leading to the back porch, closing the door behind them. “I wanna talk to him.”
The hard edge in his voice made her stomach lurch. “You can’t be serious. Now isn’t the right time.”
“When is the right time? You’ve been telling me that for too long. You’re not gonna tell your dad, are you?”
“Of course I am. I told you I’d do it. I know my dad better than anyone. You have to trust me on this.”
“I get that, babe, but I’m the man and I have to tell your dad. I love you and want to be with you. You love me and want the same thing. It’s simple.” His gaze lingered on her mouth. “Give me your lips.”
Before Kylie could say or do anything, Jerry captured her mouth with his and kissed her deep, her insides melting as they always did when he kissed her. He crushed her to him, his hands cupping her ass, and she forgot that her dad was only about twenty feet away. All she could do wasfeel: tingling nerves from his touch; butterflies fluttering in her stomach; soft, warming strokes.
“I’m so in love with you, Kylie. I can’t fuckin’ stand it anymore.” Jerry sucked her neck gently.
“I love you too,” she murmured.
The door flew opened and Ethan and Jack stumbled back. “We didn’t think anyone was in here. Whatcha doin’, Kylie?” Ethan asked.
“Just hanging with my friend. You know Jerry, right?”
Ethan scrunched up his face when he looked up at him. “Sure. I thought he was your boyfriend.”
“No. Why would you say that?”
“‘Cause I am.” Jerry put his arm around her shoulders.
“See?” Ethan turned to Jack. “Isn’t this the room your dad told us the baseball and mitts were?”
“I think so.” Jack said, his eyes darting around the room.
“They’re in the small room in the gym downstairs. You know where it is, Jack,” Jerry said.
“Oh, yeah.” His face lit up. “Come on, Ethan.” The boys rushed away, their footsteps loud on the stairs.
“Come on,” Jerry said to Kylie, then stepped out of the room, and her heart thumped wildly as she followed him to the back porch.
They caught Belle and Banger kissing, the moonlight streaming through the screened windows, bathing the couple. Kylie glanced at the loveseat and saw Harley snuggled under a yellow blanket in his baby carrier. Banger pulled away and raked his gaze over Kylie and Jerry standing so close together.
“Sorry, Dad. I didn’t know Belle and Harley were with you.”
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze fixed on Jerry. “What are you doing back here?”
Kylie saw the apprehension on Belle’s face as she sat down next to her baby. “We just needed some fresh air.”
Jerry took a few steps forward. “Actually, I wanted to talk with you.”
Here we go.Kylie’s stomach was in knots. Banger lifted up his beer bottle. Jerry gripped her hand, and she saw her dad’s beer freeze in mid-air.Shit. Now all Hell’s going to break loose. Damnit.
