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“Lucky bastard,” I told Cross with a wry grin. “That bum shoulder means she does all the work.” Marisol smacked my chest at the crude comment, but the slight blush staining her cheeks made me grin. “What? You know it’s true.”
Marisol rolled her eyes and leaned into me in that way a woman does when she knows she’s safe with her man. There were still times when that sadness would get to her and she’d get that blank, terrified look in her eyes but each time it happened it lasted for shorter and shorter periods of time. She still hadn’t told me exactly what Carlito and Guapo had done to her but I knew she would.
In time.
“Everyone loves a woman on top,” Savior said and pulled Mandy close, smacking a loud kiss right on her red painted lips. “But in all seriousness,” he said, voice now stone cold sober as he stood and pulled a bottle of Patron from underneath the table. “We can’t celebrate Christmas and not mention our girl who isn’t here. Kat. She may be gone but she will never be forgotten.”
A chorus of agreement rang out around the table as everyone took a swig of tequila and passed the bottle around. “None for me,” Moon said as Cross handed her the heavy bottle. “Booze is a big no-no when you’ve got a bun in the oven.”
Everyone fell silent and all of our gazes landed on Cross, who’d lost his first wife and baby in one fell swoop thanks to that rotten bitch, cancer. He’d been living half a life when I’d met him, fully dedicated to nothing but the club. No women. No fucking. No fun. Now though, since meeting Moon, he was a whole new man. A whole man, period. “You’re pregnant?” The question came out quiet, damn near a whisper.
“Yes! We’re pregnant.” She took one of Cross’ hands and laid it on her belly with a watery smile. “We’re having a baby.”
Cross shot out of his seat with a wide and still growing grin. “Holy shit, my junk still works!” He scooped Moon out of her seat and spun her around. “I love you so much, babe.”
“I guess that means he’s happy about it,” Vivi said sarcastically, making the rest of us laugh. “Congratulations, Moon. You’re one of those rare women who was born to be a mom.”
“Thank you, Vivi.”
Jana and Teddy were on their feet and rushing around the table to wrap Moon up in a hug, doing that screechy happy thing that girls did when they were happy or excited, leaving Max and Golden Boy to grab the chairs before they tipped over. “We’re going to have another baby shower!” Teddy clapped her hands excitedly, always up to plan any event, big or small.
Moon hugged them both back the way she hugged everyone, with her whole body and full of love. “Let’s wait until I’m showing at least, okay?”
“Yeah Teddy, settle down,” Jana grinned. “We have more important things to talk about, like the nursery theme.”
Cross groaned and slid between Moon and the women. “Let us enjoy this moment before the craziness starts, yeah? Max, Golden Boy, get your baby mamas.” Cross laughed at their put out expressions and dipped Moon for a long, hot kiss.
“So,” Vivi said when a silence fell around the table. “Jag and I are getting married. Tonight. In Vegas.” With a satisfied smile at having shocked us all, she looked around the table. “Everyone is invited but if you don’t show up, we’ll totally understand.”
Teddy slammed her hands on the table angri
ly. “You’re getting married on Christmas Day and you didn’t ask me to plan it?” She shot Vivi a fiery glare.
Vivi only shrugged, unphased by Teddy’s emotions. “You can plan a reception or something if you want, but I’m not waiting another second to marry this man.” With a soft, hazy expression she turned to Jag and smiled before leaning over for a gentle kiss.
“Before the night is over, you’ll be mine babe. All mine.” And then Jag kissed her and it was so long and hot, so fucking inappropriate, I gripped Marisol’s thigh and slid my hand up. That shit was hot.
As fuck.
Cross looked at Moon and smiled a big shit-eating grin. Then to Jag. “We’ll be there, man.”
“Damn right we will,” Moon said with finality. “And you’ll all be there on New Year’s Day, when Cross and I exchange vows. Right?”
The table fell quiet in shock. “Right,” Cross added with a bit more bass in his voice.
“Damn straight,” Savior said with a loud whoop.
“Fuck yeah,” Jag said with a wide grin, standing to go get more booze.
“Don’t worry Teddy,” Mandy piped in with a tipsy lean against Savior. “I’m a busy chef and entrepreneur, I’m happy to have you plan our wedding.”
Savior frowned. “So you want a big wedding?”
She tossed her blonde head back and laughed. “Babe you have a giant family,” she gestured around the table where the entire club sat with their women while the kids all played with their gifts, supervised by a few of the Reckless Bitches. “Or hadn’t you noticed?”
Savior smiled in concession to her point and pulled her closer. “Whatever you want, babe.” She beamed up at him like he was her own personal hero and ever since Marisol, I knew just how damn powerful that shit felt.
“Damn, everyone is getting married and having babies,” Gunnar grumbled. “Feels more like a daycare than a goddamn motorcycle club.”
