Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 41825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 41825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 209(@200wpm)___ 167(@250wpm)___ 139(@300wpm)
Tyre snickered, a teasing glint in his eyes despite the pain he was clearly fighting. “From motorcycles to swim lessons. Fuck, you’ve really gone domestic.”
“Yeah, but I have a sexy-as-sin old lady that keeps my bed and the back of my bike warm, and a cute as fuck little girl who thinks her daddy hung the moon,” Nitro shot back dryly. “Worth it.”
A round of low laughter filled the room.
“Now if we could just make it two kids,” Nitro mumbled, a smirk playing around his lips.
I tightened the bandage on Tyre’s shoulder, then he slid carefully off the exam table, testing his shoulder with cautious movements.
“Take it easy,” I ordered. “Don’t go lifting shit and bust my handiwork.”
“Noted.” Tyre gave me a grateful nod, his jaw tight with pain but his eyes steady and clear. I respected the hell out of him. He was smart with money, strategic, and loyal as fuck. His skill with finances had made him invaluable not only to the club but also to Kane’s racing empire. A man confident enough to lead, yet humble enough to follow another he deeply respected.
Nitro stepped away from the doorframe, slapping Tyre lightly on his uninjured shoulder.
Tyre grunted and hissed another curse.
Nitro grinned. “Come on. Let’s get you some whiskey so you stop whining like a baby.”
15
HADLEY
Ihad no idea what to expect when we stepped inside the clubhouse. Every TV show and book I’d secretly devoured had painted motorcycle club common rooms as chaotic dens of debauchery. Although I couldn’t picture Jana being okay with that, I had still braced myself for half-naked women draped over furniture, loud music, and empty bottles everywhere.
But it wasn’t what I’d pictured at all.
The space was surprisingly clean and well-organized. The only things that truly seemed to meet my expectations were the long bar built from reclaimed lumber, the pool tables, and the dartboard. And they were all much cooler than what I’d pictured in my head.
The common room was a bit chaotic, though, because three children were happily playing together on the floor. Their moms were far from half-naked and very welcoming.
After Cage left with Nitro, I sat next to Jana on the couch. There were two other women on the other sofa next to ours. Jana introduced them as Kane’s old lady, Savannah, and Ashlynn, married to their road captain, Axle.
After saying hello, Savannah disappeared into the kitchen, then reappeared a few minutes later with a tray of mugs with tea for each of us. The club president’s old lady teased Ashlynn, whose hand rested over her belly. “I would’ve done coffee, but you still can’t handle the smell.”
“I’m only two months in, and this pregnancy is already rougher than when we had Mylo.” She shook her head with a sigh. “Mason called the doctor the other day to yell at her over the nausea meds not working.”
“You’re going to have two kids under three. Axle needs to toughen up,” Savannah teased.
The change in names was more familiar to me now, making it easier to follow along and understand that Axle was Mason’s road name.
Ashlynn rolled her eyes. “Easy for you to say when you’re not pregnant.”
“Not for lack of trying on Kane’s part.” Savannah snorted. “Considering how often he ‘forgets’ to use a condom, I’m shocked I’m not already pregnant.”
Jana laughed with a nod. “Too true. I feel like I’ve barely been back behind the wheel, but Torin would happily knock me up tomorrow.”
“Which would give you two under two,” Ashlynn pointed out, tilting her head toward the kids. “At least Mylo turns two next week. Nella is only fourteen months.”
Savannah’s son looked up and lifted his hand in the air. “I two.”
“Yes, sweetie,” she agreed. “Your birthday was last month.”
Kylan nodded and went back to playing.
Savannah glanced at me with a knowing look. “You look like you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop. Trust me, you have nothing to worry about here.”
Jana nudged me with her elbow and winked. “Except maybe getting pregnant too with how Cage looked at you.”
I felt the heat creep up my face, thinking about all the times he’d been inside me without any protection. “Um…”
Ashlynn clapped. “Yes, please. Callie, Lark, and Alanna had a blast being pregnant so close together.”
Savannah’s brows drew together. “And we weren’t?”
“Of course we were.” Ashlynn flung her arm around Savannah’s shoulders. “Which is why you should get pregnant again right now.”
Nella toddled over and held her arms out to me.
“Want to hold her?” Jana asked. “She’s in a cuddly mood today.”
Before I could overthink it, I lifted Nella onto my lap. She stared up at me with wide, trusting eyes, then grabbed a fistful of my shirt and babbled something that sounded suspiciously like approval. I laughed, surprised at how natural it felt, bouncing her gently while she patted my cheek with a tiny, sticky hand.