I quickly close to door, to not let the heat out and go back to my seat and watch the Christmas film, but I see and hear nothing of it. All my thoughts are consumed by Ash, so are my dreams.
Chapter five
Maze
It’s been three days since I left Zarah’s house, and I haven’t seen or heard from her at all, not that I have gone to the café to see her. Maybe I should, make her talk to me. We need to sit down and co-ordinate the outfits and talk about the visit to the hospital.
A loud burb comes from the tiny human on my shoulder, her legs kick a little and I feel the rumble against the hand that is holding her tiny bum in a now disgusting smelling nappy.
“Damn, baby girl you fucking stink to high heaven and back again. Phew.” I gag. How the hell can a tiny thing smell to fucking bad?
“Welcome to fatherhood brother.” Batch says as he sits next to me in the main room. “Forgot how to wear a shirt?”
“Nah, she brought up some milk, I think she drank it too quick.” I explain and he nods like he understands.
“Yeah, Mad used to do that. It was like he was afraid we would take the tit away from him.” He tells me and I suddenly get the image in my head of Zarah breast feeding our kid.
“Fuck me where did that come from?” I say out loud.
“Where did what come from?” Batch asks, giving me a confused look.
“Nothing, man.” I tell him and he about changing Faith’s nappy and her clothes since she has vomited over her onesie.
I put her in a red and cream knitted Christmas dress with cream tights and little red booties. Jamie bought her a matching red headband with a bow on and I have to admit, my girl looks cute as shit. Faith has only been in my life for a few days, but she is already spoilt by myself and everyone around her. She holds my heart like no other person has. Like the saying goes, she has me wrapped around her baby finger.
Thanks to Ana, Gen and Sabrina I have been able to get all the equipment that I need for her, everything that a baby needs and more. Who would have thought that a tiny human needed so bloody much?
I bought a pram that came with a matching car seat to make shit easier. It is good that I rarely ride my bike during the winter months, as I like my fingers attached to my hand.
“I’m out brother.” I say while standing, holding Faith tightly to my chest.
“You hunkering for some pie and gravy?” he smirks at me, because the fucker know where I am going without saying anything.
“You know it. Later, brother.”
Once I have Faith and her many essentials loaded up in my black Explorer and head towards Nancy’s Café for some much-needed hot food and maybe some eye candy to eye-fuck and make her talk to me.
The café isn’t far from the clubhouse, so it doesn’t take me long to drive down and park up, then upload Faith, it still sounds weird to think that I have a daughter. Yesterday we went to the hospital to have her checked out and they said she is perfectly healthy and a good weight.
Court looked into the legal side of things just in case someone wanted to come and take her from me, but everything is in place, so she is mine.
My own little Christmas package.
I pull the door open and manoeuvre the pram into the café, but an older gentleman pulls the door and helps me through.
“Thanks, man.”
“You’re welcome. Have a nice day.” He says and he walks out the door.
“Oh, I plan too,” I say, and my gaze connects with Zarah. Her steps stop when she sees me, she is holding two plates of food, her gaze penetrates mine and her cheeks tint pink. Someone drops cutlery, shaking her off the stare off we are in. She blinks and carries the plates to a table before returning back behind the counter.
I move the pram through the room and sit at a table tucked in the corner by the window, because it gives me more room for the pram. Pulling my jacket off I love that no one in here is fazed by my cut, they know that Nancy’s was Ace’s mum, and the club eat here a lot, not that we are bad blokes are anything.
Leaning over I check that Faith is still sleeping and she is, I was kinda hoping she would wake up to get Zarah’s attention because I know she is missing her, because she texts Ana hen she is at the clubhouse, asking about her, and in turn she tells me. I pull back some of the blanket, so Faith can sued to the room temperature and feel the cold outside, something to do with a baby adjusted to temperature around them.
I feel her before I see her, as I am looking down at my daughter.
“What can I get you, Maze?” comes her voice, making my dick take notice as he hasn’t been used in days because he is waiting for this woman to take notice of him and give him some attention.
