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Chapter Twenty-Five
My fingers moved across the keyboard as they tried their best to keep up with the thoughts that seemed to be spewing from my brain. It felt good to get back into study again. Teaching was always what I’d wanted to do.
At first, I’d considered elementary school, but it wasn’t long into my first semester at college that I realized it was my passion for creative writing and telling stories and reading books that fueled me and I soon changed course.
Teaching teens wasn’t going to be an easy task I knew that.
I had been one myself.
High school was one of the most trying times of our lives as we fought to fit in, make friends and figure out just who we were. It could be challenging to do that, along with making the grades we needed to pass and possibly get us into college. Although even with all that, I knew it was teenagers that I wanted to work with, teaching them how beautiful the written word was, how it could fill us with so much passion and inspire us. I wanted to share my love with them and watch them grow as they developed more understanding.
English could be a complicated subject, but I knew that teaching ABC’s and 123’s just wasn’t going to be enough. I wanted to challenge my students and have them challenge me.
Working with Leo’s niece Meyah over the last couple of months had reaffirmed everything I felt all those years ago when I’d first enrolled. So, after talking with Leo, he encouraged me to pursue that dream again.
Re-reading over the last sentence I’d written, I screwed up my nose, hitting the backspace button again and again until it was completely gone. “Damn it, it makes sense in my head, why can’t I write it down?”
“I heard talking to yourself is the first sign of going crazy.” I looked up to see Chelsea standing in the doorway with a wide smile.
I made sure to press save before I slammed down the screen of my laptop and rubbed my eyes. “Too late, pretty sure I’m already there.”
She giggled as she breezed into the room, her eyes moving to the renovations that Leo and his brothers had been doing. “Wow, it looks great.”
With a wide grin I jumped off the bed and followed her through what would soon be a doorway into the room next door—Macy’s room. I had to laugh when Leo suggested it, sticking to his word that he wouldn’t have sex in the same room as his daughter, and proving to me time and time again just how amazing he was. This was something that he believed in and if that’s what he wanted, I supported him one hundred percent.
It wasn’t long before he’d come up with a plan and with Optimus’ approval, we now had a door sized hole into the empty room next to ours, a room that would now belong entirely to Macy. She was excited to say the least, and she was growing so quickly that she was beginning to need more space. A space that was all hers and that she didn’t have to share.
At first, I wondered why he’d chosen to do this as opposed to renting or getting a small house for us to live in like Blizzard and Rose did. They were close to the club but they had the space they needed for their growing family, but it didn’t take me long to understand why he wanted to stay. The clubhouse was his home, it was where Macy felt comfortable and most important of all, it was where she would be safe.
Being the Sargent at Arms for the club, Leo’s primary concern was making sure that the members and their families had a space where they were protected. Where they could be comfortable and not have to worry about their kids playing in the yard or people lurking around the neighborhood. Not to mention, Macy loved being here, she loved the brothers and the old ladies and she was even quite fond of a few of the club girls. This was her family, the people who had raised her from a baby, and while she was so young he didn’t want to take that away from her.
Things with Blizzard, Rose and Jay were different. The club had rallied around Jay when she lost her mom, but now Blizzard and Rose were so close to gaining custody, they were stepping into the role of parents and for her to see them that way, it made sense for them to have their own space without a lot of people around.
I walked into the room behind Chelsea. The door into the bedroom had been blocked from the hallway, so the only way to get to it was to come through Leo and my room. Her toys and things were spread through the room, but her bed at this stage was still in with us. It was a process and Leo didn’t want her in there until it was completely finished. However, part of me wondered if he was just trying to hold on to his growing baby a little longer.
“Will you and Op think of doing something like this when the twins get older?” I asked her as I leaned against the wall.
She looked down at her large belly, brushing her hand over it fondly. “Maybe. I think Op is looking at building a house.”
My eyebrows went up. “Really? Where?”
“There’s some clear space out the back past the fence. It means we could be close, but still have space.” She smiled over at me. “But I don’t know, it would be weird to not be here.”
I nodded in understanding. Chelsea had been with the club for a long time and Op had lived here most of his life. But with the boys settling down and creating their own families, there needed to be some kind of shift. They had new prospects joining and patching in, and the club was only so big. We were just lucky Op had approved us to alter the rooms like this, knowing that in the future it would probably come in handy for someone else.
Chelsea cringed, her hand tightening on her stomach and I took two large steps forward, gripping her arm. “Are you all right?”
She took a deep breath and nodded. “The doctor said I was having Braxton Hicks, fake contractions, or whatever. They just come every now and then and catch me off guard.”
I smiled. “Bet you can’t wait to get those babies out?”
She chuckled. “You’re telling me. I can’t wait to see my feet again, I don’t even know if I have matching shoes on.”
Taking a quick look at her feet, I started to giggle. “That might be a problem if you were actually wearing any.”
She groaned, throwing her head back. “God, they’re just so swollen, I can’t even tell anymore.”
“Hey, first lady!” Leo called out, and Chelsea followed me back into the bedroom. “You better go help poor Ham, he’s got some new patches he needs to sew on.” He smirked.
