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“What about the baby?” Panic swelled in my chest.

She dropped a kiss on Birdie’s head. “Just don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back in a flash.”

Maddy rushed out of the kitchen. Being alone with a baby was the most uncomfortable situation I’d ever been in.

I prayed Birdie wouldn’t cry. I could handle it if her momma was around, just not when I was by myself.

Would I feel this uneasy with my own child? I hoped not. I wanted him to know he was safe and in capable hands, that he meant the world to me. His needs would always be met. It would kill me if my child ever felt like he wasn’t wanted, as I had.

My saving grace was Emilee. If I screwed up or fumbled with what to do with my kid, she’d be right there to make it right.

Emilee was the sweetest, most patient and loving person I knew. A beautiful woman inside and out. When I was with her, I felt loved. The way her blue eyes sparkled when she looked at me was like I’d hung the moon for her. I damn well would’ve too. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.

Emotion bubbled in my throat. I missed my girl.

Footsteps came from the stairwell leading from the dorms.

“Well, what do we have here?” Misty leaned over my shoulder to peer at Birdie. “Aww, the little biker princess is sleeping. So precious.” She turned to face me and kissed my cheek.

I instantly tensed. “What are you doing?” Misty knew where I stood regarding her, yet she still had to fucking kiss me.

Birdie jerked in my arms as if sensing my irritation.

“Just admiring you holding a baby.” Her hands brushed across my shoulders. “You have tension in your arms. I can help you with that.” She massaged my neck.

“It’s because I don’t want you touching me.” Fucking Misty. I couldn’t stand how she wouldn’t let up on trying to get me into bed.

“You keep saying that, Dodge, but we know the truth. The kittens, I mean.”

“I don’t care what you think you know. Stop touching me.” My heart hammered in my chest. I didn’t want to lose my cool, not when I had a baby in my arms. “I have a woman.”

Misty licked my ear lobe. “But she’s not here.” Her hand went under Birdie.

I nearly vaulted out of the chair when she gripped me through my jeans. I felt helpless, too afraid to move and upset Birdie.

Through gritted teeth, I said, “Get your hands off me. I don’t want you.”

“But I want y—” Misty’s head was jerked back, making her yelp. “Ow!” She struggled to free herself.

Maddy tugged Misty by the ponytail away from the table. “You bitch. If you don’t respect a patched member’s wishes, I will kick you out of this club!”

“Let go of my hair,” Misty cried.

Birdie started to fuss. I bounced her like Madeline had taught me, captivated by the show. Not many people had stuck up for me before. Maddy wasn’t a big girl, but she was fierce, like a ferocious lion protecting her cub.

“Did you hear me? Dodge told you not to touch him, and you did anyway. Unacceptable, Misty.” Maddy shook her head like a ragdoll.

Lynx entered the kitchen, a wry grin playing on his lips. “Holy hell, what do we have here? A reenactment of the Angel-Carla catfight?”

“Lynx! You are so not funny.” Maddy released Misty’s hair and shoved her out of the kitchen. “You’re on thin ice, kitten.”

“What the fuck’s going on?” Storm growled.

Lynx snickered. “Your woman was just training a kitten on how to behave.” He leaned toward Maddy. “My money will always be on you, babe.” He gave her a wink, then sat across from me with a broad grin.

Storm put his arm around Maddy. “Angel, what happened?”

She looked at me and then up at Prez. “Misty needs to go. That’s all I’m gonna say. I won’t have her in my house doing as she damn well pleases. Besides, she’s part of the reason Snow doesn’t want to live on the compound. I think you need to bring in fresh pussy.”

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