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I felt Harlyn’s frustration. Sugar had put her into one of the top schools in Athens. She wanted Harlyn to have the best education that she could. I wasn’t sure if she was scared that being a biker brat would hinder her somehow, the small handful of club kids we had all went to the local public school. I’d never heard of them having any issues, but I guess Sugar had higher expectations and Optimus could afford to send her wherever they pleased.

They grabbed their food, Harlyn walking slowly behind them sulking, and came to the table we were at.

Jayla sat on my lap as she ate her cereal and Chelsea whipped the spoon away from Leo and began chatting to Macy as she popped the spoon in her little mouth. Macy grinned, a trail of mush leaking out the side and down her chin.

Leo sat back in his chair, relieved.

“Ready for another day at school?” I asked Harlyn. She glared at me across the table as she took an angry bite out of her toast.

“Don’t start,” Op muttered.

“I don’t know why we don’t just talk to Sugar about moving her to the public school. It’s closer and they have a good reputation.” Chelsea aeroplaned a spoon into Macy’s mouth as she talked. “It would also be a lot cheaper.”

Her eyes connected with Optimus before flicking down subtly to her stomach.

Op rolled his eyes. “You know money isn’t the issue.”

“Please, Daddy,” Harlyn pleaded, tears brimming her eyes.

I frowned. Harlyn was a strong kid, she didn’t even cry when she grazed her knees or when she sprained her ankle last month. There was something more going on here.

“We’ll talk to Mom about it later,” Op sighed. Harlyn nodded before excusing herself from the table. She’d barely touched her food.

A loud high pitched shriek came from next to me as Macy threw her hands it the air and yelled, “Finished!”

Chelsea laughed and clapped for the little girl. “Yay, Macy.”

Leo pulled a baby wipe from the bag he had at his feet and wiped at the little girl’s face. Macy squirmed, attempting to evade the cleaning process. “Geez kiddo, I thought you were never going to eat that shit.”

He put his arm around Chelsea’s shoulders and pecked her on the temple. “Thanks, Chel.”

She shrugged, pulling Macy out of her high chair and bouncing her in her lap. “Need the practice.”

She stilled when she realized what she had said. I looked over to Optimus, who shook his head but couldn’t hide the shit eating grin on his face.

“Shut up,” Leo exclaimed, looking between them.

“Shhh,” Chelsea admonished. “There’s only a couple people who know, and you two are it.”

Leo threw the dirty baby wipe at Op who looked up at Leo in disgust as it landed in his lap. “You old dog.”

Jayla began to wiggle. “Woah, kiddo.” I tried to still her, but she kept trying to slide off me. I let her go, knowing there was no trouble she could get into. Her little legs carried her to the door where Rose stood, looking around uncomfortably. She was wearing skin tight athletic type pants and a crop top with her headphones still in her ears.

The look on her face instantly changed when Jayla appeared in front of her. “Rose!” she cried happily.

She pulled the cords from her ears. “Hey, there beautiful.” She ruffled Jay’s hair before picking out some fruit and cereal.

“Rose, come over here,” Chelsea shouted.

Rose’s cheeks were already flushed, no doubt from her exercise, but when she spotted me at the table, she reluctantly dodged through chairs and people and took Harlyn’s empty seat.

Jay followed her the whole way, coming back around to me and climbing onto my lap, satisfied her new friend was sitting in the vicinity.

“Morning,” she offered quietly before she began to pick at her food.

“How was your run?” Chelsea asked. “I wish I could’ve come with you.”

“Not likely,” Op muttered under his breath as he scanned through his phone. Chel hauled her arm out and smacked him across the chest, all while keeping the smile on her face.

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