Page 6 of Mad Dog | AllFreeNovel

“Hey, it’s either eat one giant cookie, or six small ones,” I say, taking Kit by the hand and leading her and her momma into my house.

Kit swings my hand, making my bracelets jingle and the sound puts a little pep in my step. Diesel never let me wear such things because they were “too loud”. He had something to say about all my outfits. Too feminine. Too colorful. Too much skin. Asshole. I had to be a biker bitch all day, every day. Leathers, boots, no skin showing, the works. He didn't want other men looking at me. Well, joke’s on him. I’m free and can wear all the gypsy skirts and crocheted tops my heart desires.

I lead my gals into my kitchen and they sit their asses at the counter while I bustle around. I love this kitchen. Its country and homey and everything that brings me joy.

“Sooooo, how's your door?” Joy asks, avoiding all eye contact.

I slide a plate of giant cookies toward Joy and Kit, and raise my brow at her before taking a huge bite, cheeks puffed out and I’m clearly too busy chewing to answer just yet. Thankfully, my little Kitty Kat decides to pick up her story right where she left off.

“Jayden didn’t pee his pants,” she says, picking a red M&M off the top of her cookie. “He pooped them!” She covers her mouth with her little hands and lets out peals of laughter.

“Wait, are you serious?” I ask, like, what are the chances of that happening?

“Yes! Cove said she had a plan then at lunch time he just pooped them!” Kit happily takes a bite of her giant cookie.

I stare at her in shock before looking at Joy. “Well, damn.”

Joy nods but I can see the smile playing on her face. “I know. It doesn’t seem like kids could pull something like that off, right?”

I purse my lips, “Most kids wouldn’t. But I’ve seen those kids in action. I mean, Elio made -” my gaze darts to Kit and I mouth the word “bombs” instead of saying it, “while we were at Switch’s family farm. If they can do that? I’d believe they made a little bully poop his pants.

“And then,” Kit begins, swallowing a mouthful and picking another red M&M from the top of her cookie, “Rodney pointed and let everyone know he pooped. And it’s mean and we should remember our manners but Jayden laughs at all the new kids who have accidents so I didn’t feel sorry for him.”

“Baby girl, you never need to feel sorry for a boy, or a man who doesn't respect you.” I boop her nose. “And that’s my little pearl of wisdom for ya.”

Joy grins at me before pressing a kiss to the top of her daughter's head. “Speaking of respect, I’ll ask again, how's the door going?”

I open my mouth to answer before snapping it shut when there’s frantic knocking at my back door.

“Willaaaaaaaaaaa,” is called from the other side and I can’t help the smile spreading on my face.

“Miraaaaa!” I call back as I make my way to the door swinging it open and then freezing in place.

Instead of just larger than life Mira, I have all the DRMC Ol Ladies on my back stoop.

“Ah, yeah, there’s a few of us here,” Remy says sheepishly.

“I smell cookies.” Chewy doesn’t stop to say hi. Instead she waddles past beelining for the cookies.