Total pages in book: 13
Estimated words: 12207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 61(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 12207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 61(@200wpm)___ 49(@250wpm)___ 41(@300wpm)
“I bought you a present. Well, it’s for all of us, but mostly for you and the baby.”
She looks down at the key and then looks back at me.
“Is the present inside the house?” She raises an eyebrow, and I smile at her.
“Go inside.”
Reluctantly she puts the key in the door and unlocks it. Through the entryway is a large room, and in there is a big wall that I had put in just for Mac.
“Vincent. What did you do?” She sees the wall directly in front of us and takes a step towards it. Both of her hands go to her mouth when she realizes what it is.
There’s a large compass painted on the wall, and all the way around it are pictures of her and her brothers. Some pictures from when they served together and some pictures from the club. All around the compass, her club and her family are represented. In the middle, there’s a black and white picture of her and me sitting on her motorcycle. She’s driving, and I’m on the back with my arms around her waist and my face buried in her hair. She got her cut on and is wearing dark shades, and she looks like a fucking badass. But if you look close enough, you can see she’s leaning back against me and her hand is on top of mine. She’s showing strength and dominance, but also she’s relying on me. It’s my favorite picture of us, and it’s right in the middle.
Going up behind her, I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her back to my front.
“Welcome home, baby.”
She turns in my arms, and I see the tears in her eyes. Suddenly she jumps up and I catch her. She squeezes my neck tightly.
“You bought me a house?” she squeals and looks around the place.
“I did. And I’d be really happy if you let me live here,” I tease, like I'd ever let her get even a night away from me.
She laughs, and I grab her ass, carrying her from room to room, showing her around. When we get to the nursery, I put her down and let her open the door. Everything inside is all set up, even though she’s got a long way to go.
“How in the hell did you do all this without me knowing?”
I lean against the doorframe, watching her pick up a little yellow bunny and wave it at me.
“MacKenzie, I always know where you are. At all times.”
“So I’ve noticed.”
“If I know where you are, then I can do what I need to do while you’re occupied elsewhere.” I pull her to me, giving her a quick kiss. “Plus, I’ve got a gang of sisters all too willing to help us out.”
She leans into me, looking around the nursery and letting out a big sigh. “Good thing, because this kid is going to need someone who knows what they’re doing.”
“It will. It’s got the two of us for parents. And you and I,” I grip her chin so her eyes meet mine, “make one hell of a team.”
Chapter Seven
Mac
“Move.” I kick Scribe’s boots, shoving his feet from the table so I can get by and sit down on the couch next to him in Pres’s office. It’s late afternoon, and I came right after leaving Vincent’s family’s house. I figure I might pull the Band-Aid off all in one day. I’m just not sure how the club is going to react, but it seems like babies are in right now. Savage has two little ones, and Pres’s wife isn't too far out from having her first.
Vincent’s family almost lost it with excitement. His mother and sisters helped ease some of my worries. I know we’ll have a lot of help, not to mention I always have Julie, Savage’s old lady, for help. We’ve always been close.
Vincent’s older sister just popped a kid out two weeks ago, and watching Vincent hold the little baby girl did all kinds of things to me that I don’t even know what to do with. I’m going to blame it on the hormones because I’ve never in my life gotten all gushy about a baby. Well, what it counted as gushy for me, anyway, but anyone else would have seen it as me standing back a few feet and just watching.
“What’s got you all pissy?” Scribe puts his laptop down on the table before propping his feet up again, leaning back and putting his hands behind his head. I don’t think I’m pissy. I’m more just anxious to see how everything plays out today. What’s going to happen to me and my brothers? I sure as shit can’t be running around with a giant belly, and I’m guessing it will be giant if I’m going off Vincent's size.