She grinned. “It was great. And… Piper’s pregnant!” she squealed.
“Holy shit!” I exclaimed.
“I guess she and Ry found out a couple of days ago. It’s still early, so they’re keeping it quiet but she’s thrilled. They both are.”
“I bet.” I grinned, excited to catch up with Piper when we had the chance.
Her expression grew serious. “I heard about the flowers,” she murmured with a gentle squeeze of my hand.
“Yeah.” I sighed. “I don’t know if there was a note with them or not. Cal was pretty monosyllabic afterwards. He dropped Max off and has been gone ever since. He took Bubs and Emmie with him. The fact he didn’t want them at day care today worries me. The day care’s been guarded by one of the guys when they’ve been there. I guess that wasn’t enough for him today. I assume he’s at the club.” I bit my lip, looking off to the side. “I don’t like feeling like I don’t have all the information. If Tim threatened Mason, I want to know about it. I trust Cal to take care of us but I feel like I deserve to know what I’m up against, especially when it comes to Mason.”
“So ask him,” she replied simply. “I would feel the same way. Axel tried that with me a few times. His intentions were good, as I’m sure Cal’s are—to protect us. But I’m with you, I would want to know.”
Resolved, I sat up with purpose. “Do you think Ax would take me to the club?” I asked. “I still don’t have a car, not that they’d let me drive anyway,” I grumbled. “I feel useless just lying here. My leg is fine.”
“We can give it a shot.” She nodded.
“Can’t you throw in some sort of sexual favor to persuade him?” I pleaded.
She laughed. “I can try, but he already got some last night and again this morning, twice. He’s pretty satisfied already,” she explained with a wink. “What?” she defended when I looked at her incredulously. “These pregnancy hormones are no joke.”
“Oh, I get it,” I replied. “I’m just impressed is all. Pregnant with a toddler and still raging in the bedroom.” I grinned.
She raised a brow. “Have youseenmy husband?”
I rolled my eyes. “Yes, I’m vaguely familiar with him. Speaking of your sex slave, let’s go see if we can win him over.”
“This’ll be interesting,” she muttered as she followed me out to the living room.
“No.” Tag’s response was swift and firm the moment I asked.
I narrowed my eyes. “I deserve to know what’s going on.”
“Prez wants you here, you stay here.” Tag shrugged, his arms crossed over his massive chest.
“That sounds alarmingly like I’m a prisoner in my own home,” I argued.
“Jill,” Axel broke in, his tone placating, “Prez is taking care of some things. He needs to make sure you’re safe. You should be resting anyway.”
“I’m fine,” I bit out. “And wouldn’t I be safest at the club?” I challenged with a raised brow.
Tag grumbled with frustration as Axel seemed to consider my words. Just as he was about to speak, the sound of the garage door opening drifted through the air.
Cal.
“Sounds like you can take this up with Prez yourself,” Tag put in, his head cocked toward the sound.
“Looks like,” I muttered with a narrowed gaze.
The sound of the kids’ voices heralded their arrival moments before the door swung open.
“Then Liam was the green Power Ranger and I was the red one!” Max was explaining exuberantly.
“Yah, the red one,” Emmie chimed in.
“You weren’t even there.” Max sighed in exasperation with an eye roll toward his sister.
“I can play Power Rangers.” She huffed.
