The chatter can be heard down the hallway, so can the laughter and screams coming from the kids running around. I see Grace sitting at a table with Blair and Cora, making some girly shit with beads. Mad and Mayhem, aka Maddox and Micha, Batch’s twins are kicking a ball with Bowen, Court’s boy.
Click is sitting at another table with a few of the Old Ladies with her second daughter Casey breastfeeding her, while Sabrina is holding her and Court’s second son, Ky who is sleeping through the madness.
Dyson and me, are the only brothers not to have any kids and I like it that way; I think. Something settles in my gut seeing everyone with their Old Ladies and here I am still fucking random chicks that I barely remember. Shaking my head, I walk over to the bar and take a stool next to Levi who is clicking away on his laptop.
“Brother, you need a fucking break,”
He chuckles before he answers. “Can’t. I need to get this system set up for the new company that hired me. It is mega money, something that will set us up for a long time, Maze. Thank fuck that Matt is there to help Mae with the kids because bloody hell, this is taking up most of my time, but it will be done soon. Then I will relax and chill, I promise.”
“Baby, you need a break now.” EC says coming over to us and he leans in and kisses Override. I smile because I like seeing my brothers happy, even if they fell in love with a man and a woman.
“Fine.” Override concedes, turning the laptop off and sliding an arm around EC waist pulling him between his legs.
We chat for a few minutes but then the main door swings open and like a storm that is Zarah Dawkins, comes barrelling through.
“I’m here. I am here. Sorry, I am late. My date overrun.” Date?
“I didn’t know that Z was dating anyone.” I state still looking at her but directing my question to EC and Override.
“It was one date, Maze. Chill the fuck out. Click said she met him at the café, he kept coming in, in the end he asked, and she said yes. It is not like she is seeinganyone.” He directs the last part to me, with a wink. Prick.
“Yeah. Right.” I cover up any interest I have and step away and over to where Dyson is sitting with his and Jamie’s two new dogs. Two huge arse Bullmastiffs. They named them, Deuce and Ozzy.
A cup of coffee I placed in front of my face and I look up to see Ana, Ace’s Old Lady and Zarah’s sister. She offers me a sweet smile and I return it with a wink before she steps away and sits next to Ace and Z.
I stare at her over the rim of my coffee mug, and I like what I see. Fuck, who am I kidding, I always like what I see when I look at her.
She is wearing dark blue jeans, with thigh high suede boots, and a long black sleeve top with a deep v. Her long brown hair is down and framing her face. Her make up is a little darker than she usually wears but it suits her, fuck everything suits her. Damn it, Ace is right, I am always staring and eye-fucking his sister-in-law.
I down the coffee and look at Pres when she commands the attention of the room.
“As you all know we do a Christmas drive for the hospital collecting toys and what-not for all those kids that have to spend their Christmas in hospital. So, this year as you know we are doing it againbutadding gifts for parents and staff. Ana and Z have happily offered to make buffet to be delivered on Christmas morning, so they don’t have to worry about food for the day.”
“Sounds amazing. They will be so grateful for that,” Gen pipes in from her seat.
Pres nods and continues. “Batch suggested a little some extra also, one of you lucky fellas get to dress up as Santa this year and hand out the presents to the kids.”
Wait what? Did I just hear him right? One unlucky sod has to dress up as Santa. Oh, fuck that.
“Who?” Jamie asks. “I mean, Dyson can do it, I can see him looking sexy in a Santa suit.” She winks at Dyson and he smirks back. They are fucking weird.
“No one can look sexy in a Santa suit, Jamie.” Z tells her with a smile on her face. Her gaze flicks over to me with said smile in place and it widen a fraction and fuck me if it doesn’t kick me in the nuts.
“Oh, my Old Man can pull it off. Can’t you babe.”
“I can make anything sexy, baby, you know that.”
“Okay,” Z draws out the word and my gaze land on her lips, as they say the word, forming a perfect ‘o’ with ruby red lips making my dick twitch in my jeans. Jesus what is this woman doing to me and why now?
Chapter two
Zarah
Drinking from my coffee and then spitting it out in front of my brother-in-law’s club wasn’t something I wanted to do but here we are. Ana laughs and hands me a napkin to clean up my jeans, where the coffee landed.
Some of the men laugh but say nothing thank God. These guys are cheeky buggers but luckily for me I can keep up with their banter.
“Oh, this I need to see. One of this lot dressed up as jolly old Santa Clause,” I jest, while still cleaning my jeans off, thank the Lord that the hot liquid didn’t touch my suede boots, that cost me a small fortune.
