I nod. “I’m game. I just don’t think they’d allow their past rivals to enhance their physical security. Think about it if the tables were turned.”
“Okay, you have a point. Still, we can offer. If they say no, so be it.”
“Good.” I smile, taking meeting notes on my laptop. My head is in the game, fulfilling my role as Secretary and Treasurer, but the rest of my body is craving Molly. Sure, she’s knocked up, but she isn’t dead. Being pregnant has only ratcheted up her sex drive, and now that my brothers are building us a house behind the clubhouse, she’s moved into my room to make sure we get things right the first time. I don’t mind. It means she gets to do wicked things to my cock every night. Fuck, even most days. Things are damn near perfect between us.
Axe nods over to me. “Hey. Your president just asked you a question. You going soft on us, dude?”
“What’s the question?” I fire back, straightening myself in the chair.
Silas glances down the long table at us all. “I asked about the prospect. Do we want Dean in officially as Road Captain?”
“Guy’s been really handy around the place,” I chime in.
“He’s helped saved our asses more than a few times.” Axe leans back in his chair and fondles his beard.
“I say we patch him in next month,” Cole suggests.
Silas cracks his knuckles. “Sounds like we’re all in favor. Just for the sake of the meeting minutes, all right, all in favor of patching over the prospect, say aye.”
There’s agreement throughout the room. I guess that’s settled then, it’ll be damn fun to tell the fucker. The man will lose his shit.
“We all good here, bros? I’ve got other shit to attend to when Molly makes it back here, and after that, we have to head over to the Los Diablos clubhouse.”
“By other shit, you mean fucking,” Axe isn’t subtle today. He chuckles and crosses his arms over his chest.
“Yeah, that’s what I mean, assface. You got a problem with it?” I narrow my eyes at my brother and get ready to throw down, at least in play.
“We’re all good. Just keep it down over there, for fuck’s sake. The walls are thin. I don’t need to know about your role-playing exploits on the daily. Got me?”
“Yeah, well…I don’t need to hear you moaning and groaning when you jerk off because none of the sack demons are in the mood for you to break them with your massive dick.”
“My massive dick does just fine, fuck you very much.”
Silas raises his hands. “Cut that shit out until after the meeting. Any other business?”
“Actually, yeah.” I get serious. I clear my throat and rub the back of my head. “I want to bring Molly into the family. And the baby. It’s time we claim them as MC family.”
I keep tight in my seat, nervous as hell because I don’t want to hear anyone say no. Why anyone around this table would is beyond me. It isn’t much to ask in the grand scheme of things. Plus, I’m planning to hold on to Molly until we’re both old, gray, and grumpy as fuck.
“You want her as old lady status minus the wedding?” Silas asks, steepling his fingers at the end of the table.
“Yeah, no wedding. When we get that far I want her to know it’s because I want to be with her, not because of the baby, you feel me?”
Axe rolls his eyes. “There we go with that touchy-feely chick flick bullshit talk again.”
“How would you know what the fuck they show on those girlie channels, unless that’s how you get off at night, Godzilla dick.”
“Shut the fuck up, both of you,” Cole says. “Makes sense to me, but I don’t think we need a vote on this one, brother. Molly’s like family already. Well, you know what I mean. In any case, you wouldn’t be in the picture if she didn’t save your undeserving ass. Silas, you want to do the honors?”
“Everyone in favor, to give Molly all the rights of an old lady, say aye.”
I’ve never felt prouder than when my brothers around the table all give the aye.
Chapter 30
Molly
Six Months Later
It’s finally here. After the hormonal changes in my body, the nausea, morning sickness and fatigue, and then the leg cramps and constant heartburn, followed by exhaustion and swollen feet, I’m ready for the baby to be outside my belly. Not that it’s all bad. I love that feeling of helping to create something, a whole new little person. And when he moves or kicks inside me and lets me know he’s there, it’s indescribable. I can’t wait to meet him.