“What are they goin’ to name ‘im?” Crash asked no one in particular.
“They’re goin’ to name her Camryn,” Diamond answered him.
“Oh, fuck. Better not be a girl,” Rig grumbled next to Crash, dropping his head into his hands and shaking it.
“If it’s not a girl, they’ll name him Cameron,” Diamond added.
Slade stared at her from across the crowded room. She’d been avoiding him all night and it was starting to piss him off. Especially since she was sitting next to Crow, who kept running his fingers down her arm and over her thigh that was closest to him.
He knew the brother was doing it on purpose to try to rile him up and so far, Slade had kept his shit together. But he was exhausted due to the long hours of waiting and his patience was running thin.
Especially since Diamond did nothing to stop the man.
Bella sat on Crow’s other side, her head on his shoulder as she tried to nap. Slade wondered what her old man would have to say about that. Though, Axel hadn’t shown up at the hospital, yet.
Crow’s fingers were doing the walking all over Bella, too, since he had his arm wrapped around her shoulders. Seems as though the women trusted him like a real brother. However, Slade had to wonder if Crow had the same brotherly feelings or he was just taking advantage of the women’s trust.
Either way, he didn’t like the man touching Diamond. Not at all.
He scowled and pushed off the wall. A hand snagged him and kept him from marching over there. He stared down at the big paw wrapped around his arm, then followed it up to its owner.
Hawk shook his head. “Ain’t the time.”
Slade’s eyes flicked from Hawk to Crow and back.
Hawk continued, his voice low, “Just tryin’ to get you goin’, tryin’ to make you see what’s right in front of your face. The man ain’t dumb. Also ain’t foolish.”
Slade sucked in a deep breath in an attempt to heed Hawk’s words and as he opened his mouth to respond, two things happened. Z came swaggering into the waiting room from one direction, wearing what looked like a hospital gown, or something similar, over his clothes and Axel entered from the other direction wearing his uniform. Slade watched curiously as the brothers’ gazes met and something went unsaid between them. Then Z addressed the room since everyone suddenly was at attention, waiting on his news.
“I...” His voice broke and he dropped his head for a second, blinking hard. The room got so quiet a pin being dropped could’ve been heard. He cleared his throat and then looked up, his bloodshot eyes sweeping through the room. “Got a son.”
Nobody made a sound for a heartbeat, then two, before a deafening roar went up.
“A fuckin’ son!”
“Fuck yeah!”
“Fourth generation DAMC!”
“DOWN AN’ DIRTY...” someone shouted.
“’TIL DEAD!” rose up from everyone.
Slade was sure the whole hospital, if not awake previously, was now well aware that a new life in the DAMC had entered the world.
Ace moved forward, grabbed Z and hugged him tight, whacking him hard on the back. Both men swiped at their faces and, understandably, no one said a word about it.
Even Slade felt a tightness at the back of his throat with the emotion moving through the room.
One by one, the brothers approached Z, congratulating him. Eventually, even Axel moved up, clasped hands with his brother and bumped shoulders. It took them a few moments to move apart.
When Axel finally stepped back, he wrapped a hand around the back of Bella’s neck and pulled her to him and into his arms. She was crying, and Slade didn’t know if they were happy tears, but he sure hoped so. He knew the woman had a strong reaction when it came to things like babies and pregnancies, though he wasn’t sure why. He only knew she couldn’t have any kids of her own. Axel buried his face into her hair and they simply held each other while everyone celebrated.
“Well, is he Cameron?” Hawk yelled out, his arm wrapped around his ol’ lady, Kiki, who had tears running unchecked down her own face. She didn’t bother to hide them as most of the females in the room didn’t.
“Nope. Sophie had a change of heart when she was squeezin’ the shit outta my fingers an’ cursin’ me out.”
“Well, spit it out, boy!” Ace yelled, holding onto his wife Janice.
“My woman insisted on a Z name after she held him for the first time. So, his name’s Zeke.”
Diesel, standing next to Zak, nodded his head, grumbling, “Good strong name for a future brother.”
That it was.
“How’s Sophie?” Diamond called out, drawing Slade’s attention once again.
“Doin’ great. Still a bit pissed at me for gettin’ her knocked up an’ makin’ her suffer through that shit. But she’ll get over it.”
A few chuckles moved through the room.
“She’ll forget it and before you know it, you’ll be having your fourth kid,” Janice said.
“You only had two,” someone reminded her.
“Yeah, well, have you seen the two I had? Should’ve stopped after the first one ripped me open.”
“Fuck,” D muttered at his mother’s confession.
“Had Ace get snipped after pushin’ out a second ten-pound watermelon,” Janice continued, her eyebrows raised at Diesel, “Had enough after that one there. Never was the same again.”
“Jesus fuckin’ Christ,” D muttered some more.
Jewel patted his stomach as she wrapped an arm around her ol’ man’s waist. “We may never have any after hearing that,” she murmured, her eyes wide and face pale.
“Fine with me,” D mumbled.
“Aaaanyway,” Kiki said loudly. “When can we see him?”
“Ace an’ Janice can come back now. The rest’s gonna hafta wait.”
A grumble of disappointment went through the room.
Hawk moved to the center. “Kid’ll be home soon enough. Why don’t we all clear out an’ leave ‘em be for now. As soon as they’re home, we’ll throw a pig roast to celebrate.”
Heads nodded, “yeahs” went up and everyone began to clear the room after patting Z on the back one last time.
“Now we need to bet on who’s gonna be next,” Rig stated next to Slade.
“Ivy,” Hawk announced.
“Kiki,” Jag suggested.
Both men looked at each other and frowned.
“You’re next,” Hawk grumbled.
“Fuck no. Kiki’s older than Ivy.”
“So what?”
“Gotta knock her up while she’s in her prime,” Jag said.
“What the fuck,” Hawk mumbled.
“Do I have a say in this?” Kiki asked, hands on her hips as she frowned at the two of them.
“Do I?” Ivy asked.
“Just know it ain’t gonna be me,” Dex muttered on his way past.
“Me neither,” Rig said, following him out.
“Not it,” Crash said, smirking, making his way to the exit.
“Not me,” Nash laughed and left.
Crow snorted, and Dawg laughed as they cleared the room.
All remaining eyes landed on Grizzly and Mama Bear. The old man swatted a gnarled hand their direction as he steered his wife out the door, grumbling.
“Brother, you comin’?” Hawk asked Slade as he put a hand on Kiki’s hip and turned her toward the doorway.
“In a minute.”
“Need a ride?”
He did since he caught a ride over with Dawg, but he had another idea. “No, got it covered.”
Hawk’s eyes slid to Diamond, who was standing in a corner talking to her sister, and he nodded.
After they left, Slade remained where he was on the opposite side of the waiting room, watching. Her back was to him, her body animated as she talked. Jewel’s gaze rose from her sister to over her shoulder and met his.
Slade gave her a chin lift and Jewel, keeping a poker face, dropped her gaze back to Diamond. Then she said
something and moved back to Diesel. Diamond turned and met his gaze, frowned, then went to leave.
Slade followed her down the hallway toward the elevators, his gaze landing on her ass as she moved. After hitting the down button, she crossed her arms over her chest as she waited for the car, completely ignoring him.
Slade moved faster when he heard the ding of the elevator and when the doors whooshed open, he shoved her inside and quickly hit the button to close the doors before she could object.
They didn’t say a word to each other as the car descended to the main floor. Another ding sounded as it stopped, and the doors opened.
Diamond began walking at a quick pace through the hospital’s lobby, but Slade kept up, following her closely.
“You don’t have to follow me,” she snapped over her shoulder.
He didn’t answer.
“Find a ride back to church with someone going that direction.”
He ignored her suggestion.
“You’re not getting in my car,” she stated, still staying ahead of him as she hit the parking lot and weaved through the cars.
When they got to her Nissan, she beeped open the locks. He snagged the key fob from her fingers before she could protest, then shrugged off his cut and turned it inside out before sliding it back over his shoulders.
“I’m drivin’, princess.”
“Uh, no.” Her eyebrows drew low. “You’re not getting in my car, remember? Did you miss that part?”
He grabbed her elbow, steered her to the passenger side of her bright red 370Z, ripped open the door and muttered, “Get in.”
She stiffened. “You must have this mistaken idea that I answer to you. Not sure when you started to think that, but let me clear it up for you... I don’t.”
“Get. In,” he repeated through clenched teeth.
“Must be deaf,” she shouted as if he truly was hard of hearing.
“Must be blind, too, ‘cause I don’t see you gettin’ in your fuckin’ car.”
“Slade—”
He took a deep breath, then blew it out slowly. “Princess, please... get in the fuckin’ car.”
Adding the “please” must have done it, because she blinked at him once, twice, then got into the passenger side without another word. He shut the door and hurried around the front of her small sports car.
He grunted as he folded himself up to get into the driver’s side and adjusted the seat so he wasn’t eating the steering wheel. Pushing the start button, the car came to life and he shoved the shifter into reverse.
After backing out of the spot, he pushed in the clutch, shoved it into first gear and turned his head to look at her. Her face was closed, unreadable.
“Gotta give me directions.”
“To where?”
“Your place.”
“Why?”
“Because we’re gonna get noisy an’ don’t feel like hearin’ shit from everyone again.”
“Oh.”
Yeah, oh.
“Think I want to do that with you, again?” she asked with the Diamond attitude she was known to embrace.
“Don’t you?”
She turned her head to stare out of the windshield and, with a small smile pulling at her lips, said, “When you pull out of the parking lot, make a left.”
A hell of a big smile curled Slade’s lips up as he let the clutch fly, making the car jerk forward. He exited the parking lot and made a left.
Chapter Seven
“Like that man touchin’ you?” Slade growled as he thrust in and out of Di at a slow pace.
Slow enough to drive her crazy. But she really couldn’t complain, he’d already made her come twice, just with his mouth on her alone.
However, since he didn’t mention the name of “that man,” she could only guess he meant Crow.
She tilted her head back, arching her neck as his teeth sank into the flesh around her nipple. He bit down hard, and she cried out. He was on top, totally in control, so her movements were limited due to his weight and size, but she managed to slam her hips up to meet his.
“Slade...” she moaned.
“Asked you a question, woman.”
One she wasn’t going to answer. Not while she was in her right mind. Though, she was quickly slipping from her right mind the more he drove her toward the edge. He might be taking it slow, but there was nothing gentle about the way he was fucking her. Each thrust jolted her body hard. Enough so, to keep shoving her up the bed. Every time her head became dangerously close to the headboard, he’d pull out, yank her back down and start fucking her all over again.
Yes. He. Would.
She grabbed his head and pulled him into a deep kiss, then bit his lip hard enough to draw blood.
He grunted but didn’t pull away, instead biting her back. She jerked, their kiss broke, and she smiled up at him. With her thumb she wiped the blood away from his bottom lip, then tucked it into her mouth to lick it clean.
“You’re fuckin’ crazy,” he grumbled, his eyes heated as he watched her suck her thumb.
His cock twitched deep inside her. That had turned him on. He liked it as rough as she did.
“Must be to bring you back to my place,” she answered. “You must be crazy, too.”
“Fuckin’ am after watchin’ that man put his hands on you right in front of me. Not once but two fuckin’ times.”
“I don’t belong to you,” she reminded him.
“Just done fuckin’ you, shouldn’t be in another man’s arms.”
She realized he was talking about the other morning when she’d just left his bed at church. Seeing her in Crow’s arms must have bugged the shit out of him. “Says who?”
“Gotta have rules.”
“No rules,” she stated, then gasped as he ground himself deep.
“Got my dick inside you, makin’ rules.”
“Rules were meant to be broken,” she murmured.
He stilled, planted his palms firmly into the mattress and curled himself away from her to stare into her eyes.
She was definitely getting under his skin. “What do you want from me, Slade?”
“What we’re doin’.”
Sex. That’s all he wanted from her. “Just this?”
“For now.”
That answer surprised her. “Then what?”
He didn’t answer, his eyes sliding to the side. He blew out a breath then lowered himself again but didn’t resume moving inside her.
“Right now more fuckin’, less talkin’.”
That was one rule she could live with. She slapped his ass so hard it stung her own hand. “Then fuck me and shut up.”
His eyes slid back to her and they crinkled at the corners. “You got it, princess.”
Finally, he shut up and fucked her.
Not twenty minutes later, as Diamond felt like every bone had deserted her body, she watched Slade slip from her bed and hit the master bathroom. The light went on, the door closed and so did her eyes as she listened to him clean up and get rid of the condom.
She sighed.
Crow had been right. Slade wasn’t done with her.
Crow was surprisingly intuitive when it came to the DAMC women. And he also knew what to do to force the men to face what they desired. Or who they desired. Crow tended to throw it in their face then laugh at the results.
Funny how the man always came out unscathed himself. Never had an ol’ lady, never pursued one, either. He just enjoyed watching his brothers fall to their knees around him. And still he remained unencumbered, standing tall.
Di had a feeling his days were numbered, though. One day he’d be the one fighting his feelings, maybe fighting off a woman from clamping a ball and chain around one of his ankles.
When that day came, she just bet the rest of the brothers would make him, well... eat crow.
She laughed softly at the thought. Then the bathroom door opened, and Slade swaggered naked across the room, clearly comfortable in his own skin.
Her g
aze slid over his body, taking in his short military-style haircut, his dark eyes and his many tattoos, and she couldn’t find one damn thing wrong with him. Not one.
Crow might be right. Getting dick smoothed out her edges. Maybe not just any dick though...
The bed shifted as Slade climbed back in, pulled her into his arms and drew the sheet over them both. She fit perfectly into the curve of his body, and she sighed with contentment.
“Was wrong,” he grumbled.
Di turned her head slightly, even though he had her back pulled tightly against his front so she couldn’t see him.
He pressed his mouth to her ear. “Ain’t a bitch.”
Her eyes widened, but she said nothing. Instead, pressed her lips together, hoping he’d continue.
“Just a strong woman not takin’ shit from anyone. Got a fuckin’ flame inside you that burns bright. See it now.”
She blinked quickly as her eyes began to burn. She refused to break down and show him weakness after he just said she was strong.
“Not gonna share you. Tellin’ you now, that man touches you again, gonna break every one of his goddamn fingers.”
She couldn’t stay silent any longer. “He doesn’t mean anything by it. That’s just the way he is.”
“Princess, he ain’t a relative an’ ain’t attached. No reason to touch you when you’re in my bed.”
Maybe she should point out that he was in her bed and this was only the second time they’ve slept together, but she thought better of it. “Again, he’s harmless and I’ve known him a long time.”
She felt him shake his head behind her. “Said I got rules. That’s one of ‘em. Got me?”
Di pursed her lips as she considered his rules. Or, really, the only one he mentioned… so far. He was laying down the law when he really had no right to. Having sex twice with the man didn’t allow him to suddenly dictate her life. “Is there an expiration on these so-called rules?”
“In effect long as you’re gettin’ my dick.”
“So just until you’re done with me.”
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