Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 61929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61929 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 310(@200wpm)___ 248(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
“That’s a stupid idea,” Bradley scoffed as he shook his shaved head, flexing his fingers that had tattoos covering them. He formed fists with his hands as he glared at Auden. “We shouldn’t go about making an heir that way.”
“Do you have any other ideas then?” Auden asked.
Bradley tightened his jaw as his eyes shifted to me.
“You can’t be considering that, right? It’s insane,” he bit out, frustration lacing his voice.
I looked away from everyone as thoughts went around and around in my head. It was risky and a bit crazy, but I wanted to pass the club down to someone else. Someone we all raised together as a family for the good of the group.
I was proud of what we had all built and accomplished, and someone had to come next to uphold that.
“I don’t see another option,” I replied as my eyes swept over everyone.
“If it’s the best decision for the group, I’m down,” Chris said. He was strictly loyal to the group, falling in line when needed but also striving to prove himself. I wasn’t surprised that he had my back.
There were murmurs of agreement from most of the others. Bradley scoffed and shook his head, while Cameron didn’t say anything, seeming to be deep in thought.
“Look, I’m not making a definite decision now, but I want everyone to think about it. If the Hornets have an heir on the way, we need an heir too,” I told everyone before heading to the bar to fix myself a glass of whiskey, the drone of their conflicting arguments fading into the background as I sank into my own thoughts.
And they snapped right to Aisling.
She had been lurking in the back of my mind, and as I tried to rack my brain for a woman to go to for this crazy proposal, she kept popping up in my head. We had a spark between us, and she was bold and fearless.
But I doubted that a civilian like her would ever want to get involved with our type of scene.
She hadn’t even texted me after our night in the club. At this point, I had to let her go and try to find someone else, even if that didn’t sit right with me.
Chapter 3
Aisling
Steam rose from the kitchen sink as I rinsed off my dishes in Madison’s sink, my eyes peering through the nearby window to admire the overcast sky.
It had been a few weeks since I’d met Kai at Altitude. I hadn’t seen him or spoken a word to him since then, even though the thought of reaching out to him crossed my mind quite a few times.
Madison was adamant that I didn’t contact him after I told her about our crazy night together because it was too risky.
Plus, I needed to focus on getting my life together. I had moved all of my things out of my own apartment, and Madison had been kind enough to let me stay with her, Chloe, and Nicholas at her house. With seven partners, there were a lot of houses between all of them, so I wasn’t in the way. A lot of nights, I had Madison’s house to myself because she stayed at one of their houses or the attic at the tattoo shop.
Of course, this was a temporary situation.
I didn’t want to impede on her happy life, so I was planning on trying to get some overtime at my office job if my boss let me so that I could save up some money to move into a new apartment soon.
It felt like everything was changing all around me, but I was determined to not let that scare me.
New beginnings could be great!
Right after I finished up with the dishes, I heard the front door open and shut. While drying off my hands with a paper towel, I looked toward the kitchen just as Madison walked in with a tired groan.
“What’s wrong?” I asked her.
Madison placed her hand on her lower stomach.
“I’ve been cramping all day long,” she said with a grimace as she leaned her back against the kitchen counter. “I hate being on my period.”
I cracked a smile as I tossed the paper towel in the trash, taking a quick glance around to make sure the kitchen was clean after I used it. If I was going to bum off her for a little while, I was going to do it respectfully.
“I’m right there with you,” I laughed before falling silent as my eyebrows knitted together. “Usually, I’m about two weeks ahead of you.”
Madison fell silent for a few seconds.
“Wouldn’t you have had your period around when you moved in with me?” she asked.
It was like ice water flooded through my body, my heart pounding so heavily that my head ached.
“I missed my period,” I breathed out, my eyes widening in disbelief. I then sucked in a deep breath and tried to force a smile. “It’s probably from stress. I’ve had my period come late because of that before.”