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Lyle couldn't fight anymore. He didn't care anymore. He felt the relief, the joy, the sense of home. He sagged into Ash's arms. And let out a long, low, deep sigh.
Diesel stuttered. "Who is he to you?" Diesel growled, gaze flicking between Ash and Lyle.
Lyle smiled at Ash. Ash smiled back and quirked an eyebrow up.
"He's fucking mine. I claimed him," Lyle said, sheer pride in his voice.
"Jesus," Titan spat. "you're just a bunch of homo pussies-"
But he didn't finish his sentence. A knife zapped through the air. And thudded into Titan's shoulder.
He howled.
He was pinned to the sofa. Diesel hovered, gazing around dumbly, trying to figure out where the knife had come from.
Lyle turned to face his MC sisters. "Fucking untie me," he said, and Phantom was right there, grabbing his bound hands, one of Phantom’s knives slipped between Lyle’s wrists and the tape snapped in half.
Finally, he felt in control again. Not just of his hands, or of his body, but of himself. He had Ash. He had Nix. In whatever twisted fucked up way he could call those boys his. He had Penny, he had his kid in her belly. In whatever unconventional way that would work out. He had his family at his back. Brothers and sisters. He had his sanity. He was a rich man after all. He was a lucky man after all. He wasn’t the fuck-up he thought he was.
Lyle nodded a grateful thanks at Phantom, Phantom merely batted his gold shimmery eyelids at him, acknowledging Lyle’s thanks. Lyle smiled in response.
Lyle turned to the room. He was going to take charge of this absolute mess now. He was done with Titan, he was done with being the fuck-up he had been. Things changed starting from now.
"Here's what's going to happen. Phantom, untie Colt.” Lyle wasn’t dicking about anymore. He instructed his brother, Phantom stepped forward without a moment's hesitation to do Lyle’s bidding. Ash stood by his side, holding his hand still. Lyle didn’t want to shake him off.
It felt good.
And Penny.
Fuck, Penny.
Lyle held out his other hand and she came to it. A sad, bittersweet smile on her face. Lyle grabbed her hand, pulled her close and kissed her. Her tummy bumped into his, bigger than she'd been when he'd left only yesterday. A day that felt like a lifetime. He kissed her hard, open mouthed, open hearted. He pulled away to whisper in between kisses, "I'm so fucking sorry, I love you, I'm sorry-"
"Hey, Lyle, it's alright," she whispered back, kissing him back, matching his intensity.
"I'm here now, I'll be here. I might fuck up again but I want to be here, I want to try..."
"Yes, I know, Lyle. I know, Papa...."
Ash kept a hold of his hand, and stroked Penny's hair, once, tenderly.
"I'll be here, for the baby..." Lyle stammered.
Penny looked up, searching. "Our baby?" she threw a glance at Ash, who quirked his eyebrow up.
"Yes, our baby, you, me, Nix, Ash, all of us," Lyle said. He got it now. That pull he'd felt in his gut, seeing her exposed, pregnant tummy bulge. It was his. It was his. They were his, just as Ash and Nix were his. Not in the conventional sense, not according to any fucking dictionary definition, but still, his in every way that counted. Feeling like he'd gone from having no one to having a family. A huge family who all cared for him.
“Um Lyle, there’s been a development, with the baby…” Ash said, rubbing the back of his neck.
Lyle froze. “What?” he asked, the fear that gripped him was sudden and intense. Now he had just found it all, he couldn’t possibly lose it so quickly.
Ash took a breath and uttered one word that would change Lyle’s life, “Twins.”
Lyle shook his head. He hadn’t fucking heard right. Had he? “What the fuck did you just…”
Ash was grinning, Penny was beaming. Lyle simply burst out with a laugh. “Pah! You fuckers!” He felt it on his lips, too, fuck, he was smiling so much it hurt.
“Twins? Two of them? Oh fuck me, well good job, there’s three dads involved huh?
