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“Can we have a…moratorium on more babies for at least a year? I feel like one of you ladies has been pregnant for like, the last four years or something.”
“Yes, Ravage,” Heidi says in the same patient voice she uses with her daughters. “We’ll put our procreation plans on hold to accommodate your sensibilities.”
“Thank you, Little Hammer.” Ravage dips his chin in Heidi’s direction. “It’s much appreciated.”
Heidi rolls her eyes.
The door opens behind me and I step aside.
Rock walks in, sweeps his gaze over the living room, and nods to Wrath.
“Did Hope come with you, Uncle Rock?” Heidi asks.
Rock must be in a mood. He takes a sarcastic look behind him, then stares at Heidi for a second. “She’s at the house.” His gaze shifts to Charlotte and concern wipes the irritation off his face. “You all right, Char?”
“Yes, but I might need you to come over and help your son lift me off this couch before you all sit at the table.”
“I got ya, Charlotte,” Wrath offers.
Rock jerks his head toward the war room. Most of the guys follow him inside. I stop to say hi to Heidi and Alexa.
“How’s the baby doing?” I ask Heidi.
“Bit-bit!” Alexa squeals, yanking the blanket off her baby sister’s carrier.
“Shhh,” Heidi reminds her daughter, pressing a finger to her lips. “Bit-bit’s sleeping, remember?”
Alexa pouts but doesn’t bother her sister again.
Knowing some of the girls are here tonight, I kind of wish Emilyhadbeen able to come with me. Or maybe it’s a good thing, in case all the talk of babies would’ve scared her away.
I step into the war room and take my usual spot.
A few minutes later, Murphy and Teller round the table and take their places. I nod to Bricks on the other side, while Ravage, Stash, Hoot, and Birch all take their seats.
Behind me, the door shuts. Wrath drops into his chair on my left.
Great, let’s get this over with.
I glance at the clock on the wall across from me. Malik and Blue will be opening the doors to Crystal Ball soon. I’ll need to haul ass there as soon as we’re done.
Every one of us focuses on Rock at the head of our table.
“Thanks everyone for coming in on short notice. I won’t drag this out. Loco wants us to come out to the diner and sit down with him soon,” Rock says, throwing a weary look around the table. “He’s bitching about MC business happening in Ironworks. Anyone know what the fuck crawled up his ass?”
Teller curls his lips into a dismissive smirk. “Ironworks isourterritory now. We can do whatever the fuck we want there.”
“Agreed,” Rock says. “We have a vested interest in keeping him happy, though.”
Something about Ironworks nags at me. I can’t think of any official business, though.
“How are his girls doing at CB?” Wrath asks me.
“Fine.” I run over the list of Loco’s girls working for us. “Serenity might need to go. She copped an attitude with Emily the other night—”
“Whoa. Hold up.” Murphy slashes his hands through the air in a flag on the play sort of gesture. “YourEmily? Why was she at CB in the first place?”
“Yes,myEmily,” I snap.
