Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26584 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 133(@200wpm)___ 106(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
“Aw, at least one of you guys does.” A redhead poked Dean in the side and rolled her eyes. “You definitely didn’t learn it from your VP, that’s for sure.”
“Hey, Molly,” Dean greeted her, wrapping his arm around my back. “This is Rhiannon.”
Molly flashed a smile at me. “Nice to meet you.”
“She’s his,” Marnie chirped with a grin.
Molly laughed. “Yeah, I kinda got that from how he’s hovering over her.”
“Damn straight,” Dean growled. “I got too many single brothers that could wander in here any minute.”
“Well, you’re gonna have to trust that she’ll be safe without you, at least for a little bit.” Molly jerked her thumb over her shoulder. “Your prez and VP need to chat with you for a minute.”
“Damn,” he groaned, raking his fingers through his hair.
“Sorry to be the bearer of bad news,” Molly apologized.
“Wear this until I get back.” He shrugged off his leather vest and slid my arms into the holes, then looked at Molly. “Watch over her for me?”
Molly nodded. “You got it.”
As Dean strode away, Marnie patted the cushion beside her and suggested, “You guys can take a load off with me while your men are busy. I’m sure Hayes isn’t going anywhere with me sitting here since he barely lets me out of his sight lately. Unless Fox or Maverick need him too?”
“Try not to sound so hopeful,” Ice drawled, shaking his head.
Marnie sighed, shaking her head. “You know I love you, but your protectiveness ratchets up another degree every day I’m pregnant. I cannot even begin to imagine how bad you’re going to be by the time I give birth. Or if we have a daughter.”
Ice splayed his palm over her rounded stomach. “If you’re carrying a girl, I’m laying down the law right now…she’s not gonna date until she’s at least thirty….if ever.”
Marnie snorted. “That seems a little hypocritical when you married me and knocked me up, but I’m only twenty-one.”
Ice shrugged. “That only reinforces the rules I’m gonna have to lay down for any daughters we have.”
“Don’t worry, Marnie. If you have a girl, she can follow Luna’s lead on being a badass MC princess, just like her mama,” Molly reassured.
“That’s it.” Ice’s eyes narrowed, and he wrapped his hand around Marnie’s wrist to help her to her feet. “I know I said that I wanted the sex of the baby to be a surprise, but I need to know if it’s a girl sooner rather than later. Let’s go put Blade’s ultrasound machine to good use.”
“Ultrasound machine?” I echoed softly, watching them walk away.
“Yeah, Blade is a doctor, and he has a clinic on the compound with a crap ton of equipment.” She shook her head with a laugh. “And with how often one of us old ladies gets knocked up, the ultrasound machine has become a necessity. Then again, it’s not as though I’m surprised when my dad’s club needed one too. The number of Silver Saints cousins I have who aren’t related to me by blood is ridiculous.”
“You weren’t joking about being a motorcycle club princess?” I asked.
“Nope, not even a little bit.”
I leaned forward. “So you’re probably the perfect person if I have questions about being…”
My voice trailed off as I tried to figure out how to explain what was happening between Dean and me. Luckily, Molly took pity on me and filled in, “An old lady?”
“Um…yeah…maybe you could start with a quick rundown of the lingo.”
While Dean was busy, Molly filled me in on all things motorcycle club. Or at least as much as she could in the five minutes before he came back. I had just learned about property patches when he dropped onto the couch next to me. And as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, I couldn’t help but think that I’d like to wear his…someday soon.
7
VIPER
Rhiannon fit so seamlessly into my world that it made me anxious to get my property stamp on her. She’d seemed very interested in the vests the old ladies wore.
Mav must have read it on my face because as he’d walked by me at one point, he’d murmured, “I’ll let Fox know to order her patch.”
I’d smirked and given him a chin lift in thanks.
As I parked my bike in the lot of her building, the thought of leaving her tasted bitter. And I fucking hated it when she unwrapped her arms and legs from around me. I wanted to take her home with me. But I was clinging to my last threads of control and reminded myself that going slow for an Iron Rogue was warp speed for anyone else.
We walked hand in hand to her front door, and I waited for her to put her key in the lock. Once she got the door open, she turned to face me and stepped close enough for me to feel her body heat. Dropping her head back, she looked up at me with her gorgeous brown eyes.