Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
“She’s alone, and scared. We could help her.”
Whizz stopped to look at the woman he loved. He’d give her anything, and he was doing his best to get her a baby, but a teenager wasn’t right for either of them.
Lacey let out a sigh. She moved toward his computer desk, and he winced at how she tapped on the keyboard. This was his computer, and his fingers flew across the keys, and listening to Lacey’s attempts made him smile.
“Shut up,” she said when he let out a chuckle.
“I’m going to have to teach you how to type.”
“I don’t spend hours on this damn thing. You’ve got your phone hooked up to it, and also a tablet. You’re barely away from the thing. I’m surprised you can fuck me without checking.”
“It’s why I love you being on top, baby,” he said, moving behind her. He couldn’t resist kissing the back of her neck. Licking the delicate column of her neck, he sucked on her pulse, nipping at her tender flesh. He traced one of her arms, which was decorated in ink.
“Stop trying to distract me.” She didn’t try to push him away.
“I like distracting you.” He caressed down her chest, stroking over her nipple. She gasped, and again, she didn’t fight him, or make any move to fight him.
“Look at her, Whizz,” she said.
Reluctantly, he stared up at his computer screen, and there was the young girl Lacey had been trying to get him to adopt.
“She’s fifteen, Lacey.”
“So? Does that mean she can’t have a chance at life? She’s been moved from ten different foster homes since she went into the system. We don’t know what kind of life she’s had. The Skulls, our home, this could be the place for her.”
They lived in a house not too far from the clubhouse. It was set back, and close to Tiny’s and Lash’s place. They all lived out of the clubhouse with Alex living the furthest away near the edge of town.
“She’s a teenager. I thought you wanted a baby?”
“I want to give people a home.”
“People?”
“They’re kids, Whizz. They deserve a second chance. We’ve got time for a baby, and if we don’t, I don’t care. This is what I want. I want to help a girl out like me. Please, Whizz, please,” she said.
He hated it when she begged.
“Lacey?”
“Please, please, please, please.”
She pressed her hands together, looking up at him, and pleading with her eyes.
Fuck.
“Fine. I’ll talk to the social worker, and arrange for us to meet Sally.”
Lacey squealed throwing her arms around his waist. “I love you, I love you.”
“You bloody better.”
Chapter Four
Rose sat between Baker and Hardy as they watched the movie. She was surprised to see it was a romantic comedy. Hardy hated those kinds of movies. Whenever she wanted to watch a romantic comedy she’d have to call on one of the girls.
“Anyone want some popcorn?” Hardy asked.
“Sure,” Baker and Rose said, at the same time.
Hardy hit the pause button, and left them alone to enter the kitchen. She stared at the doorway waiting for him to return.
“He’s trying,” Baker said.
“I’m not used to this.” She rested her head on her hand, leaning up against the side of the sofa. “This is all crazy to me.”
“I can’t offer any kind of advice. I just declared a woman as my old lady, and she doesn’t even know I want anything to do with her.”
“You’ve made Millie your old lady?” she asked. Rose never asked about church.
“Yeah. We’re going to provide her the extra protection at the shop that only an old lady can afford,” Baker said.
“How are you going to get her to become your old lady?” Rose asked.
“I’ve been thinking about that.” He leaned forward, putting his elbows on his knees. “I was wondering if you’d stop by the shop, maybe invite her back here, cooking dinner, and I could stop by.”
Rose burst out laughing. “So I’m the one who has to do all the work?”
“I can’t get her alone,” he said. “When I do get her alone, she’s always talking about something or another. She’s clueless.”
“That’s a bit harsh coming from you. You’re not exactly a bright spark right now.” She giggled.
“Please, help me.”
“I’ll go and invite her back here for dinner. You’ve got to do all the work though. I’m not going to say what a great guy you are, and then have you screwing everything up. I happen to like Millie.”
“I like her, too.”
Rose softened.
“What are we talking about?” Hardy asked, coming back in with a large bowl of popcorn.
“Millie,” Rose said.
Hardy took his place, and Rose snagged a handful of popcorn.
“I like her. She’s a great girl, a little slow on her own personal safety, but with time that will be rectified.” Hardy sat back, taking some popcorn for himself. “What’s the plan then?”