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“That money is for Elizabeth.”
“Dude,” Reaper sighed, “I’ve seen the bottom line of your account. Elizabeth doesn’t need all that shit and the crap that comes with it. Give her a pleasant home, clothes on her back and food in her belly. Trust me, she will be happy with that.”
“My girl is going to college.”
“Okay, that’s only sixty to two hundred grand, depending on what school she attends and what she wants to do. Look, I get it. You’ve been on your own since you were sixteen. You’ve had no one to tell you what to do.”
“That’s right,” I turned to face my president. “I’ve always done what I wanted and if I want to give every penny to my daughter, then that’s my right.”
“I’m not telling you what to do with your money, Vicious. I’m worried about you. Out of all the brothers here, you are the only one who doesn’t have roots.”
“I’m here now,” I muttered, looking at the beer in my hands. I knew where he was going with this. I got it. I really did. I was trying to understand it myself. I wanted a place to call home. I just never had it. Didn’t know how to get it. I could buy several houses, but none of them would be a home or feel like a home. The last time I ever felt like I was home was when my parents were alive. When they died, so did my illusions of home. That alone was my biggest problem in giving Elizabeth what she wanted. I didn’t know how to give my daughter a home because I never really had one.
Kids rushed into the common room, laughing and giggling, scattering in all directions. Turning, I spotted my Elizabeth holding Wrenly’s hand as she nodded at something Linsey said to her. Samuel and Emma, Reaper’s daughter, walked in behind them as Ink walked over and scooped up Wrenly, giving her kisses.
Elizabeth smiled as her eyes landed on me. “Hi Dad!”
Grinning, I leaned against the bar as she rushed over to me, giving me a hug. “Hey baby girl. What are you doing?”
“Linsey, Emma and I were playing with the little ones. Linsey said that I have an aptitude for math. She thinks I’m on the fast track to be a brilliant doctor.”
Shaking my head, I grinned. “That’s what you want to be, a doctor?”
“Yeah,” her beautiful face smiled brightly. “Even Bones and Stitch say I’m good at catching on fast. They said I have the temperament for one. How long is medical school, Dad?”
“Well,” I said, scratching my beard. “There are four years of undergraduate school. That’s where you learn all the basic crap like English, history and science. You know, the boring shit. Then I think there’s four years of medical school. Then there’s an internship and residency. Becoming a doctor isn’t like getting a regular degree, baby girl. It’s a genuine commitment.”
“I can do it, Dad. Can I go to medical school and become a doctor? I want to be a general surgeon.”
“Hell Vicious,” Reaper chuckled. “Let the girl do it. Gonna need a surgeon around here with all these kids. One of them is bound to need a leg set, or an appendix taken out.”
“Please, Dad?”
Hugging her to me, I sighed. Like she even needed to ask. If my baby girl wanted to become a doctor, then the world was her oyster. I wasn’t going to tell her no. “Got a lot of hard schoolwork ahead of you. Can’t be slacking. That means no room for dating boys.”
Reaper laughed, spitting water across the bar. “Smooth Vicious.”
No way in hell was I going to let some horny pubescent fucknut derail my baby girl’s dreams. Boys were a dime a dozen. My baby girl was priceless.
“I can do it.”
“Yeah, baby girl. If that’s what you want. Go for it. I’ve got your back.”
My daughter squealed and jumped into my arms, hugging my neck before she hurried off with Emma. Turning back to my beer, I looked at Reaper. “See, two hundred grand just for her medical school education.”
“Hell brother, by the time she heads off to school, it may be more than that.”
Wasn’t that the damn truth?
Three
Linsey
He was looking at me again.
When Matrix told me he was moving to Tennessee and asked me to go with him, I didn’t know what to expect. I knew my employer was a member of a biker club called the Golden Skulls. To say that I was nervous was an understatement. It was one thing to watch and care for a child of a biker, but to be thrown into the club was something altogether different. I thought it would be scary, but I was more worried about juggling my time with Samuel and my nieces. I didn’t want to ignore my responsibilities, but as time went by, I quickly realized how hard it was to juggle my time at the clubhouse and my time with the girls. Being a parent to three girls while holding down a full-time job was no joke. I didn’t understand how women did it. I was struggling with the need to spend more time with them and do my job correctly.
When I told Matrix I would move to Tennessee with him and Samuel, I knew I was going to need help. I couldn’t be in two places at once. I was eternally grateful to Sarah, who offered to come with me and help until I could find a more permanent situation. The problem with that was I still hadn’t figured anything out and now Sarah needed to head back to Colorado. I was going to have to figure out something fast.
