“It goes in that house,”I said, pointing Merc and Hype in the right direction.
We were moving Dev and myself, my family, and Camila’s family into the houses today. Tomorrow would be Kilo and Camila with their baby Ravi, Devyn’s family, and Kilo’s mom. It was a lot to do, but we had everyone out here helping. It had only taken a couple days to get everything packed.
“You’re not seriously telling me that I have to move in with Mom and Dad?” Isaac said, setting a box down at my feet while scowling at me.
“It’s just temporary, Isaac,” I said in an annoyed tone.
“Then you live with our parents and I’ll take your house.”
“We have a new baby coming-”
“Exactly. Mom will be thrilled to help you with him. And I can bring women home.”
“Like you pull any women,” Relay said as he and Strike carried a dresser past.
“I get all kinds of pussy, you fucking piece of-” Isaac grunted and shut his mouth when Dad smacked him upside the head.
Dad glared at him. “There are women and kids around here. Seriously? I raised you better than that.”
Isaac sighed and looked around. “No one’s listening. Besides, those ‘kids’ are living in an MC clubhouse.” He pointed over where Ryan and Teddy were standing. “You think they haven’t heard worse.”
“Fucking zip it,” Dad told him. “Your mother is going to be pissed if she hears you talking like that. Which means we’ll both suffer. Which means you’ll suffer more because I’ll make sure of it.”
Isaac gave me a bland stare. “This is what I mean, Bro.”
“Yeah, sure,” Dad replied, his tone heavy with sarcasm, “you’rethe one who’s going to suffer when you move in with us.” He picked up the box Isaac had set down and went inside the house with it.
Isaac shook his head, following after Dad.
“Where do you want these?” Flir asked, pointing over at the last items on the moving truck.
I looked around, trying to spot Devyn. She was inside with her mom, sisters, my mom, Rue, and Camila and Ravi. “Second door to the right upstairs,” I told him.
He motioned for Drifter and Code to give him a hand. I went over to one of the other moving trucks and began unloading. I gave them about fifteen minutes to clear out the last items from our truck, then went inside and found the women.
They were sitting around a kitchen table, chatting, while Camila’s Ravi slept in a Pack ‘n’ Play. It was nice to see Devyn looking more relaxed. She’d been a little jumpy the last few days, not that I could blame her. A cop had tried to kill her. And now that we knew Bowers was connected to The Collective, we knew there were more threats out there. She had every right to be worried. But we were doing our damndest to protect all of them.
“Dev.”
Everyone looked over at me and smiled. I was glad to see the welcoming looks from her mother and sisters, because Dev’s dad had looked at me like he wanted to bury me alive and hadn’t said a word to me yet.
They were all here to help, even though their things weren’t being moved until tomorrow. Which meant I kept catchingangry looks from Mike. He blamed me for putting his daughters in danger the other night. And really, he wasn’t wrong about that. It didn’t matter that none of us realized the threat that Bowers was. Or that he’d go unhinged like he did. We weren’t going to let anyone else catch us by surprise again.
“Can I borrow you for a few minutes?” I asked. I took her by the hand when she came over to me. “I’ll bring her back soon.”
The women all nodded and laughed, then went right back to talking. They all seemed to be getting along great. That was a good thing since they were all about to be neighbors. Not to mention a connection to the club meant they were all about to become family.
“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see,” I told her as I led her over to our new, but temporary, house. We went up the stairs and I opened the door to the room we’d decided would be our nursery. “I’ll paint it any color you want.”
She stopped in the doorway, lifting her hand to smother a gasp. “W-where did you get those?” Tears were gathering in her eyes as she looked at the wooden crib, bassinet, dresser, and rocking chair sitting inside.
I planned to put the room together however she wanted it, but for now everything else was stacked along the walls. My gifts for her were sitting front and center though, just like I asked Flir to do. “I made them. For you and our son.”
She swallowed hard, but the tears were slipping down her cheeks now. “They’re beautiful!” She turned and gave me a hug. “Thank you so much.”
“Sorry I didn’t have them done in time for the party the other night. I still had to finish up the dresser and I didn’t want to give you an incomplete gift.” I squeezed her tight, then let her go so she could go sit in the rocking chair.
