Total pages in book: 59
Estimated words: 75754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75754 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 303(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
He wouldn’t be getting out of that mental hospital unless it was in a fucking body bag.
Silas reached over my shoulder and said, “This side down.”
I hadn’t realized I’d been staring at the diaper while I thought about the vile man that’d taken my friend from me.
I followed his direction, putting the tiniest diaper in the world on my kid.
“Tighter,” Silas instructed.
“Who would’ve thought one biker would be giving another biker directions on how to diaper a baby?” An amused female voice said from behind me.
“I’ve had four kids now. You’d be an idiot not to take advice from me,” Silas said as he left.
I smiled down at my boy as Ruthie made her way to us.
She was dressed much more appropriately now, her breasts covered, and a pair of shorts covering her ass.
“All done?” She asked.
I nodded, holding Cormac up for her inspection.
She snorted as she took him from me, curling him into her arms against her breasts.
“You’ve got a ton of people here,” she said. “Why don’t you go talk to them while I order pizza?”
I didn’t.
Instead, I pulled her into my arms and pressed my lips against her forehead.
“I’m proud of you,” I said, so freakin’ happy that I could scream it to the world.
She pressed her lips to mine.
“Go,” she said again.
I laughed.
“What my wife wants, my wife gets.”
***
Ruthie
The next day
“You just had a baby, you can’t go to a baseball game. And Cormac’s too little to go,” my mother in law tried.
I gave her a look as I packed Cormac’s diaper bag into the car.
“We’ll be fine,” I said, picking up Cormac, car seat and all, and placing him in the Tahoe Sterling had bought for me.
Ann Marie sighed.
“Fine, I guess I’ll have to go with you,” she grumbled.
I laughed.
She actually thought I wasn’t going to go to Sterling’s game?
I hadn’t missed a home game yet, and it wouldn’t be happening ever, if I could help it.
My car quickly filled up.
Ann Marie in the back seat next to Cormac. Silas and Sawyer with their daughter took up the remaining seats.
Silas took the front seat, though.
He’d have probably liked to drive there, but parking cost a whack, and we all usually went in as few vehicles as possible since it wasn’t unusual for nearly ten people to go at a time.
The seats Sterling had reserved for him never went unoccupied, and if I had my way, never would.
“Let’s ride,” Silas ordered.
I snorted at his impatience.
Silas had become Sterling’s dad of sorts.
Someone that Sterling would forever look up to, as did most of the Dixie Wardens MC.
“Can’t believe you’re doing this,” Ann Marie said from the backseat.
I could.
And the look on Sterling’s face when he saw me in my seats with his son in my arms, was so incredibly worth all the pain it caused me to sit in the most uncomfortable seats in the world for over four hours.
Worth it, indeed, I thought as I blew him a kiss.
A kiss in which he caught.
I love you, I mouthed.
He grinned. Love you more.