"Trick, don’t talk about my sister’s pussy," Crash groans, and everyone laughs as I smirk.
“He went six years without it, Crash, what do you expect?” Bones chimes in, loving how uncomfortable our brother is. Crash gives him the middle finger while I put my focus back on my beautiful wife, whom I cannot wait to spend the night with.
According to Drew, we’re not allowed to have Willow back tonight. She’s ready to pop any day and wants all the time she can with her girls before her boy invades all the girlie time– her words, not mine.
Apparently, Cage is all up for it, especially knowing how pissed the brothers get that he spends time with Willow when they don’t. I’m all about it because I don’t plan on letting my wife up for air.
I tilt my head at my woman and give her a soft smile, and she sighs, shaking her head before she begins her trek to where we all are, where her car was parked but has already been taken home by a prospect.
Knuckles follows beside her, but his attention keeps going to the ER doors, confusing me, and I furrow my brows.
“What’s up with Knuckles?” I hear Cage mumble, and I shake my head because I really don’t know, though, saying that, for years, he’s been aloof, closed off.
Maybe I can try to get him back in the ring and find out what’s going on. He isn’t due for a fight for a few weeks.
“An ambush, really, Miles?” Clark exasperates as she stops before me, and I smile. “I was literally just making plans to spend Thursday at the park with our girl and Kodi. I got to see the downfall of Shayne who cornered me in school because he knocked up his sister-in-law who wants an abortion. All after her sister heard everything because of course her sister is her emergency contact, and I walk out to an ambush.”
“I’d call that karma,” Crash mutters and I bite back a smirk.
“How is Kodi?” I ask my wife, ignoring the whole Shayne shit, hoping to calm her a little, and Knuckles interjects, “You know Kodi?”
I raise a brow at his tense tone, but he holds his ground, keeping eye contact so I explain, “She and Clark were close, along with Belle.” I look at my wife and smirk, adding, “She also threatened my balls if I ever hurt you after hearing about our wedding. I didn’t know you two still spoke, though, since you’re usually with Belle.”
Clark grins widely and admits, “Our conversations are fewer lately, she’s really busy at work at the moment, but she still makes time for Willow.”
I nod, my respect for Kodi Marshalls building slightly.
Last I heard, her mom was killed, and she went off the deep end, so to speak, for a while, but I respect her like hell for being there for my daughter and wife still.
“Oh, I remember Kodi, she used to always give me shit when I tried to scare guys away from you, her, and Belle,” Crash chuckles before he stops, then frowns, “Actually, didn’t Belle fall out with her?”
I raise a brow at Clark to see if she’ll answer him, and he sighs when she puts her head down, so I answer, “Yeah, some shit about Kodi apparently wanting you.”
Crash snorts despite his disappointment, while Knuckles tenses, and I tilt my head at the brother, but he doesn’t look my way.
Well, well, well…
“She didn’t want me, she barely looked my way unless I was interrupting a dick flirting with all three of them,” he admits, and Knuckles relaxes slightly.
Huh, interesting, I don’t think he’s ever had a reaction to a woman like this before. He’s pissed, no doubt about it, but he’s also intrigued, which pisses him off further.
Oh, this is going to be fun.
“What’s all this about, Miles?” Clark asks, ignoring the whole Kodi thing, and I smile at her.
"This is about my wife finally getting on the back of my bike wearing this," I say as I grab the leather from my handlebars then hold up her old lady cut that Cage made. "Then we listen to the brothers beg forgiveness for not supporting you and explaining everything about the fact that you didn’t need protecting. Also, how I just wanted to marry you for reasonsI was denying, and they knew we belonged together. Then I’ll spend the night inside my wife because Auntie Drew won’t give our daughter back.”
Clark's bottom lip quivers as her eyes tear up and she chokes, “You’re claiming me?” Just as Crash groans, “Less of the inside of my sister shit fucker!”
“Did you ever believe I wouldn’t, buttercup?” I ask her, ignoring her brother, “I married you knowing you were completely safe. I got your name tattooed a few days after our wedding.”
Cage clears his throat and unhelpfully reminds me, “Uh, brother, it wasn’t really a wedding,” and I roll my eyes as Clark snorts.
“Do you want that?” I ask her, “Do you want the big wedding with the white dress, the whole shebang? Because if you do, then we’ll do it. Whatever you want, we can do, baby, if it means you’ll put this leather on.”
Clark shakes her head and admits, “I just want you,” and I nod as I lift the cut up and demand, “Then put this on and get your ass on the back of my bike where you belong.”
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