“We’ll figure it out, no matter what.” She glanced back up at me with a sheen of tears making her beautiful eyes sparkle as she spoke. “You ready to begin again?” She asked with the sweetest grin plastered to her gorgeous face.
“With you?” I asked and she nodded her head as she bit into her plump bottom lip. I reached out and pulled her close with one hand holding her lower back while the other sat gently on her belly between us. “Always, honey.”
Chapter 21
…11 Years Later…
Balls deep in some chick, with a firm grasp on her hair, while she was riding him was the scene I walked into when I went to go deliver the message from Poppy to Brantley. Hell, I was still trying to wrap my head around him patching into the club, and earning his road name, and now this. B.B. wasn’t that original, but he liked it because every time someone used it, it was like calling out to both him and his dad. He’d been given Bender’s kutte when he patched in, and while it had been stripped of all the patches Bender had earned or sewn on the damn thing himself, the only ones left were the club patch and rockers on the back along with one patch on the bottom right that simply said ‘family’ and then Bender’s name was still sewn in on the front left portion that would hang over the heart when worn. Brantley said part of it had to stay so his dad could always be close to his heart. B.B. was born that night. The B from Bender’s road name took first position and the B for Brantley took the second. It was a tribute befitting of both the men, and one I knew Bender would be damn proud of.
He’d probably be proud of the scene before me too, and no doubt, equally as traumatized as I was about to be after seeing our boy thrusting nut-deep, drilling away into whoever the girl was that he had riding him like a fucking bull in the rodeo. I shook my head and cleared my throat to announce my presence. In seconds, he had the bitch flipped over so she was hidden beneath him as he snatched the blanket over them both to cover his ass and any of her bits that were hanging out.
“The fuck, dad?” He shouted while throwing a glare over his shoulder in my general direction.
“Sorry, should probably lock that door if you don’t want people busting in here though. I came to tell you that Mom needs you home tonight. She has news she wants to share with everyone.”
B.B. groaned and I chuckled knowing what happened when you were balls deep in a bitch and someone started talking about your mom. The action he was getting was about to come to an abrupt and rather limp halt. It didn’t matter that Poppy was only an aunt to him by marriage. She had taken in him in as a little boy and he had become ours just as much as he had been my sister and Bender’s.
The feminine giggling when the inevitable happened let me know that’s exactly what went down. It also announced exactly who my son had in his room.
“Message received; can you go now?” He growled.
“Sorry,” I repeated the apology again even though I didn’t mean it. Served the bastard right for all the times he cockblocked me getting with Poppy while we were raising him.
“Oh, and Kaylee, you should come too. Poppy would love to see you.”
“It ain’t like that,” B.B. hissed as I heard Kaylee gasp, clearly upset with his response. Shit. I backed up, ready to get out of throwing distance, because Kaylee was a sweet girl, but one that came with a hell of a temper too. Hell, B.B. was responsible for some of her temper over the years the way those two went back and forth so much. Still, I knew better than to stick around for the show that would follow my boy basically announcing they weren’t back together while still cocked up between her legs.
Those two had broken up when she left for college – his stupid ass idea – the year before. They had dated all the way through high school before that. We were all certain B.B. had claimed his woman the moment he met her all those years ago in grade school and pulled her hair. Poppy had been devastated when they broke up because she loved Kaylee like one of our own. Since I’d already ruined enough shit for B.B., I hit the lock on the door and closed it on my way out so that I could carry my ass home to my woman and our other four kids.
As we all sat down to dinner later that evening, Devon piped up immediately. “Are you guys getting a divorce?”
“What?” Poppy shrieked.
“Fuck no!” I yelled at him.
“Oh! Then what’s so important? I had a date for tonight.” I was about to reach over and pop the little shit in the back of the head, but his twin beat me to it. I tipped my chin at Decker in response.
“Well,” Poppy blushed as her eyes traveled around the table making contact with B.B., the twins, Sophie, and our baby girl Haley before she locked them to mine. “You’re all going to have another brother or sister in a few months.”
Everyone was stunned silent for a few moments, me included, especially since we thought Poppy had been going through menopause or something with the way her periods were messed up, the exhaustion, and hot flashes. Then it dawned on me. Those were not menopause symptoms after all. She’d just been pregnant.
“Way to go, dad! Guess your geriatric sperm are still firing!” B.B. hooted out while offering up a congratulatory slap on the back. His evil grin said it all. He was about to try to get me back for his earlier embarrassment.
“What’s a sperm?” My 11-year-old angel, Haley asked causing B.B. to double over in laughter. Her grin gave her away too. She already knew what it was and was just trying to make everyone uncomfortable. The little devil. I always thought she’d be the baby of the bunch forever.
“Shit,” I huffed out as I turned my own special grin on the love of my life. It looked like we were going to be starting all over again at 45 and 49. How the hell had we managed that? “You ready to begin again?” I asked her.
“With you?” She questioned, to which I only smiled and nodded my head at the silly woman. “Always,” came her whispered reply.
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