Blade: Soulless Bastards MC Daytona Chapter (SBMC Daytona Chapter Book 1)

by Erin Trejo

  “Feel better?” I ask her teasingly. Her cheeks are pink and so fucking perfect. She nods her head, a smile crossing her face. “Good. Go get cleaned up. I need to talk with the guys then we’re takin’ you to the doctor. I don’t know how long I can keep my dick out of you.”

  Chapter 20

  Lola

  The doctor’s office makes me nervous. I don’t know why but it does. My knee bounces up and down as we wait for them to call my name. Blade seems as calm and collected as always. Nothing seems to faze him and that kind of annoys me too. My hormones are throwing me off. I’m irritated to no end about being here. I chew my thumb nail, knee still bouncing when his hand slips over and clasps my knee tightly. I jerk my eyes to his and his smile calms everything in me.

  “You gonna do that the whole time?” His smile is perfect much like the rest of the man.

  “I don’t like it here.”

  “Why?”

  “I don’t know! It smells all office-y and shit.” Blade chuckles and leans in pressing a kiss to my cheek.

  “It’s fine. Everything is fine. Calm down.”

  “Lola Patterson?” the nurse at the door calls.

  Blade’s eyes find mine once more before we both stand. He grabs my hand and walk toward her, my heart thundering in my chest. What if something is wrong with the baby? What if all the hits I took from Ryan messed something up? I don’t know how to handle the thoughts rushing through me, and before I realize it, I’m stopped in my tracks. Blade moves to stand in front of me, his hands cupping my face.

  “Everything’s fine, Lola. We’re here to make sure it’s growin’ well and all that shit. The baby is fine,” he reminds me over and over. I appreciate and need his support, but what if it’s not. My eyes are wild as I look into his. He can see what I’m thinking.

  “Always worryin’ about nothin’. Come on.” He drops his hands, grabbing mine and tugging me toward the room.

  Once inside the room, the nurse advises me to climb on the bed and pull up my shirt. I do what I’m told and she dims the lights. Blade sits in the chair across the room not sure of what he should be doing. She squirts the same goo the other doctor did onto my stomach and places the probe on me, moving it around. When she stops, she looks at the screen but doesn’t say a word. She clicks buttons, moves the wand but still nothing. I look to Blade but his eyes are wild. He shoves out of the chair and stalks to my side, looking at the grainy image in front of his.

  “Fuck me,” he whispers softly but we all heard him. His eyes remain glued to the screen when the nurse laughs.

  “That’s your baby,” she says cheerfully.

  I look at the screen and make out the entire thing. A head, legs and arms. I’ve never been so happy to see something in my entire life. That tiny person is alive and kicking and moving inside of me. Blade’s hand finds mine and squeezes but his eyes never leave that screen.

  “That’s his head,” he says quietly.

  “The baby looks great. Heartbeat is strong. According to this, you are approximately sixteen weeks.” She presses buttons and prints pictures. Before leaving, she hands me the string of photos and lets us know the doctor will be in soon.

  I stare in disbelief at the photos. My child, my baby. This is something I made. I look up at Blade but his eyes are still on the now blank screen.

  “Blade?”

  He clears his throat and shakes his head looking back down at me. “Did you see that? A little head. Little arms.” Still shaking his head as if he can’t believe what he saw, I laugh a little.

  “It was perfect.”

  “You’re perfect,” he says leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. “I’m gonna take care of you both. I’m gonna protect you both.”

  “I lied to Ryan. I told him I had a miscarriage. He said he didn’t want this baby alive.” A single tear slides down my cheek as anger morphs Blade’s face.

  “Fuck him. This baby is mine and I will kill him if he ever comes near you or him.”

  “You keep saying him.” I giggle. Blade moves his hand over my stomach, his eyes still lit in amusement.

  “Well, I need a son. If this one’s a girl, I guess we try again.” His words shock me. I glare up at him as he stares at my stomach.

  “You want more kids? With me?”

  “Who the fuck else would I want them with?” Bringing his eyes to meet mine, I sigh in relief as I take in the evidence of his sincerity. He leans down and kisses my forehead when the door opens and the doctor comes in.

  “Good to see you again, Lola. Blade.” The doctor nods at Blade before he grabs his clipboard.

  “So, about sixteen weeks. You are a little underweight so I want you to watch your diet. I want examine you to make sure you’re progressing well, but aside from that, everything else looks great. The baby is healthy and growing as it should be. Have you had any morning sickness?” Blade looks at him and then back to me.

  “No. Not really.”

  “You might not. Every pregnancy is different. Some would say that’s a blessing. I will want you back in again in around four weeks for another checkup and ultrasound. We should be able to tell you the sex of the baby at that time if you’d like to know.” Blade’s eyebrows rise and it makes me laugh. Blade’s phone rings and he pulls it out checking to see who it is. “Gotta take this,” he says.

  He leans down and presses his lips to mine as a nurse walks in.

  “I’ll be right outside.” Nodding my head, he walks out the door. My heart is full of so many emotions I can’t think straight. I can hear Blade on the phone out in the hallway but I can’t hear what he’s saying. When the doctor is finished, he hands my paperwork and a prescription for vitamins that he wants me to take. The smile on Blade’s face when I step into the hallway melts me. He looks so happy and a part of me hurts that this baby isn’t really his.

  “You ready? I got a surprise for you.”

  His happiness is almost overwhelming but I smile and nod my head as he leads me out of the office. We climb in the truck and Blade takes off. He doesn’t go toward the clubhouse, which makes me wonder what the hell he’s doing.

  “Where are we going?”

  “Told you I got a surprise for you.” He glances over with a smile on his face before looking back at the road. We drive for only a few minutes when he pulls into a small neighborhood. I watch as the houses pass by and wonder what it would be like to live in one of them and have a normal life. Something I want for my child that I never had the chance to have. It leaves a dull ache in my chest when Blade pulls into a driveway. I see the guys all standing outside watching as we climb out.

  “What is this?” I ask stopping at the front of the truck. Blade walks up and stands in front of me, his head held high. Confidence oozes off him and it all seeps into me.

  “This is my house. It’s now our house.” His hand comes to rest on my stomach, pride shinning in his eyes. “I need some time, Lola. I’m not askin’ for years but I need some time.”

  “Time for what?”

  “I’m gettin’ out. This club has been everything to me for a very long time, but now, now things are different. I’d always known that the day would come that I would walk away. I just needed the right reason to do that. You and this baby are that reason. I don’t want any illegal shit goin’ on around either of you. I can’t say that I will leave tomorrow because it’s not that simple but I will. I will for you.”

  Tears well up in my eyes but I shake my head. “You can’t walk away from your life because of me, Blade.”

  “I’m not. Listen, I always told myself that if I found somethin’ worth havin’ that I could leave the club. I know what comes with bein’ in it and I’ve lived it. Steppin’ down is a part of my life. I need to be a good dad. I want to be a good dad. I need you to understand that this is about more than just you and that baby. This is about me bein’ a man and takin’ responsibility for what I want.”

  His words ring true and it all makes sense to me. So I give Blade what he n
eeds; I nod, happily accepting his explanation. Blade grins, grabs my hand, and leads me toward the front door. The guys all smile and slap a hand on his shoulder as he walks me in. I take in the house, the furniture, the walls. It’s a home. It’s a place I’d never had.

  “This is perfect,” I whisper. Blade chuckles and leads me down the hallway, pushing open the last door on the end and ushering me inside. The room is bare aside for a shit ton of boxes. I read the words printed on each one and my heart leaps in my chest. Crib, changing table, wardrobe.

  “You did this.”

  “I did this. When you told me you were still pregnant, I knew what I wanted, Lola. I had the guys get it and bring it here.”

  “What about the clubhouse?” I glance over at him.

  “What about it?”

  “Don’t you need to be there?”

  “I will be. We will be. I told you that I need some time. I can’t walk away just yet.”

  “I’m not asking you to.”

  “I know that and I appreciate that more than you know, but this is about me. This is about bein’ the man I’m supposed to be. We’re gonna stay at both places for right now, but when the baby is born, we’re livin’ here. We’re gonna be a family.”

  Pulling me into his arms, I sigh with a happiness I never knew was possible into his chest. A family. I like the sounds of that.

  “Well Dad, you think you can handle putting all this together?” I giggle.

  “Say it again,” he begs.

  “What?”

  “Dad. Say it again.”

  “Dad. You’re going to be a great dad, Blade. I know it.” He holds me tighter to his chest and sighs.

  “I’m gonna be the best I can be. For both of you.”

  “You already are.”

  Chapter 21

  Blade

  They say there are few things that can bring a man to his knees but the sight of this woman in front of me naked is one of them. In fact, I’ve been on my knees for an hour worshipping her body like no one else has. She’s perfection and I love every second of being with her.

  “Is it weird fucking me with a belly?” she asks nodding toward the bump on her stomach.

  “Hell no. It’s sexy as fuck. You look amazin’ like this. In fact, I like it so much I think you should stay like this all the time.” Lola giggles as I slip in and out of her. The last month and a half the woman has been insatiable. Every chance she gets she riding my dick like a rodeo.

  “You feel so good,” she moans as I thrust into her a little harder. Her back arches, her belly rising.

  God I never thought I’d be one of those men that liked to fuck a pregnant woman but damn this is hot. I don’t think about that baby as Ryan’s. I think about it as mine. My seed, my child. It’s mine regardless, although the idea of actually having one of my own has crossed my mind. I thrust a little harder, hitting her deeper. Lola claws at my chest trying to pull me closer.

  “You want me, Lola?” I growl before biting her nipple between my teeth.

  “Oh, God! Yes, Blade. Just like that,” she cries out for me. I love hearing her say my name like that. All throaty and hot.

  Gripping her hips in my hands, I plunge into her roughly. Her tits bounce with each thrust of my hips and my dick hardens just watching them. I slip a hand between us and circle her clit, applying just the right amount of pressure to make her wiggle beneath me.

  “I’m gonna…”

  The words don’t even finish leaving her mouth when she explodes around me. I pump her full of my seed, loving the sated look on her face. I pull out of her and drop to her side, pulling her into me.

  “Goddamn you fuck me so good,” I mumble, pulling her as close as I can get her. Lola doesn’t say a word, just lies here in my arms. Contentment washes over me. This is what I was born to do. I was born to be a family man. I was born to love. I can feel it in my bones no matter how hard I try to deny it.

  “You think I’m gonna be a good dad?”

  Lola shifts and looks up at me. “Of course I do. You are an amazing person, Blade. You fought for your country, you fought for me. Why would even ask me that?”

  “I’m just worried that I’ve been in this life too long. Ten years of this is a long time, babe. I know I can be a good man. I know I can provide for you. I just don’t want to get mixed up in anything illegal once I’m out. I can’t imagine leavin’ you on your own with our baby.” The worry is there. It sits in my chest like a weight. I’m not a horrible person, but I see this club taking a different direction once I step down. The guys aren’t wired like me. Sure, they will follow me into the depths of hell, but I know that when I leave, this club is going to go further. I kept us in the light for the most part. The reason we weren’t into more than we are now is because of the respect the guys all have for me. We’ve talked about illegal ventures and hell, we even do some illegal shit, but a majority of what we do is straight by the books.

  “You have nothing to worry about. You’re perfect, Blade. You’re going to be great, I know it.”

  “The club’s gonna be different when I’m gone.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Ransom and Neo always leaned more toward the illegal way of life, it’s just who they are and what they lived. That wasn’t me. I didn’t want it like that. When I became President, I made sure we didn’t completely fall into the dark side. We stayed in the grey area and that has worked for us. Without me at the helm, it won’t be the same. Ransom and Neo, they are street smart. They know the streets like the back of their hands. They always threw a vote on the table to take us further over that line but they never went against me.”

  “They respect you. Does it bother you that they will probably change when you leave?”

  It’s an honest question. One I’ve given a lot of thought to since deciding that this was the right path for me and my family.

  “Truthfully, yeah. I mean, I know they can handle whatever comes their way. I don’t have any doubts about that, but they are still my family. I worry about them.” If I’m being honest, they will always be family and that isn’t something I’m willing to let go of. Knowing the route that they will take makes me nervous but just because I care so much about them.

  “You know I’d never make you choose between this club and me, Blade.”

  “Never said you would. I’m makin’ that choice on my own.” I roll her over and pull her lips to mine, kissing her like she’s the most important thing in the world and she is. She is something I’ve wanted for a long time but never found. When she stumbled into my life, I didn’t expect to fall for her let alone want to keep her but here we are and I know I’m not letting her go. Ever.

  “Are you happy, Lola?” I ask, needing to hear her say to words. I think she is but again, we don’t know each other well although that is changing quickly.

  “Very happy. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so much joy in my life.”

  As the words leave her mouth, Diablo jumps up on the bed and lays his head across her stomach. I reach over and rub his head, wondering what the hell she did to my guard dog. He’s gone soft and it makes me laugh.

  “Fuckin’ dog. Do you know I trained this fucker for three years? Three years and it takes you ten minutes to fuck that all up,” I tease her.

  “I didn’t fuck it up! I can’t help it that I’m fucking amazing and Diablo knows it. Don’t you, boy?” She scratches behind his ear and his eyes slowly close. I shake my head and chuckle.

  “You think he’s going to like having the baby around?” she asks.

  “Look at him! Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me? He already stands guard over your stomach.”

  “You think he knows?” She looks at me, her brows pinched together.

  “Yeah, he knows. D’s an observant dog. He senses shit no one else can, that’s why I love his broken ass,” I grumble the words.

  “He isn’t broken. He’s perfect, just like his dad.”

  “You keep sayin’ that and I’m gonna ha
ve to fuck you again.”

  My little vixen’s eyes light up at those words. “Promise?”

  Chapter 22

  Lola

  I sit on the stool trying not to eavesdrop on Blade’s conversation with the guys, but they are so damn loud and it isn’t my fault that I overhear. Hell, Jersey is right there with me. I sip my Kool-Aid through the straw like I always did when I was a little girl and listen.

  “The meth’s been distributed. Got a call about two hours ago that it’s been sittin’ idle wherever the fuck it was and now it’s on the streets,”

  Ransom says. The others grumble, cursing under their breath. Jersey and I share a glance but neither say a word.

  “Fuck. It’s been missin’ for two months. Two motherfuckin’ months! What were they doin’ with it?” Blade snaps as the baby kicks. I giggle and place my hand on the bump motioning for Jersey to do the same. We both laugh, pulling the attention of the guys. I mouth a sorry and go back to smiling at Jersey. The baby seems to like Blade’s voice.

  “Uptight much?” she says, making me laugh again.

  The past two months have been pretty quiet. No one has heard from Ryan, which is always good news to me but not so much for Blade. He doesn’t like that he’s out there somewhere. They raided our old place once, but Ryan had disappeared from there. He didn’t leave a trace behind. I can see Blade out of the corner of my eye downing the whiskey like its water. I don’t make an attempt to say anything because that is just who he is. Blade drinks when he’s upset but I do understand it. He’s under a lot of pressure with the club and me right now so I don’t judge him

  “So, the little fuck pays off our guard, steals our shit, and sits on it for two months before sellin’ out? What the fuck kind of sense does that make?” Blade asks as he looks around the table at the guys.

  “I can’t believe they are even talking out here. They have never done that,” Jersey whispers. I shrug my shoulder and take another drink.