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He shakes his head. "No, she told me to fuck off, that she doesn't need me to raise her baby and that I need to go sit on a giant cactus and fuck myself."

I chuckle. This woman sounds fucking awesome and exactly like what Preach needs.

"Okay, so the question is, is the baby yours?" Stag asks. "Did you explain what happened with Tyson, man?"

"No, I haven't spoken about Tyson, and Ailbhe was a virgin when I fucked her."

I blink. Shit. That complicates things a lot. "So talk to her, make her understand that you're an asshole and explain what happened. I'm sure she'll understand," I tell him.

His lips twist into a scowl. "She came to see me, and when she did, one of the club whores was sitting on my lap."

"Christ," Ace growls. "Tell me you weren't fuckin' her?"

"No," he snarls. "I haven't fucked anyone since I got with Ailbhe."

"So you like her," I say pointedly and wait for him to nod. "Then clean yourself up. You said this girl is sweet and that she was a virgin when you got together. Go fuckin' talk to her, man, explain everythin' you've just said to us and pray that she listens to you."

"From what you've said, this is your child, Preach, but I'd still get a paternity test," Ace cautions him. "If she's as sweet as you say, then she'll understand. But bein' here isn't goin' to help you. In fact, it's goin' to make things harder."

He scrubs his hand over his face. "I've really fucked up with her."

"We've all fucked up somehow," Stag tells him. "Fuck, Kins walked in on me fuckin' a club whore. You got to work at makin' amends."

"Fuck," he snarls. "Fine."

"But first, you need to get sober, clean up, and start takin' care of yourself," I say. "Come on, man, let’s get you upstairs so you can start doin’ that.”

He nods and follows me up the stairs. I lead him into his old room. It’s been redecorated since he left, and while it may hold bad memories, hopefully he'll be able to push past them.

"Daddy," Tyson calls out as he sees me in the hallway.

Preacher stops in his tracks and looks down at my boy. "Fuck, man, he's your double."

I chuckle. "Yeah, he's even into bikes. He's goin' to give Esme gray hairs."

"I heard that," she sighs as she walks toward us, a cup in her hands. "Here, Preach, I made you a coffee. It may help."

He winks at her. "Thanks, Es. Still as gorgeous as ever."

"Brother," I warn. "I will gut you where you stand. Take your eyes off her."

His chuckle eases the worry I've had. "Thanks for the coffee, Es. I'm goin' to shower and get some sleep."

Her eyes widen. "So soon? You’ve just got here."

"It’s been a fuckin’ long day, Es. I’ll see you in the mornin’." He enters his room and closes the door behind him.

"Is he okay?" Es asks.

"Yeah, he's fine," I promise her as I lead her into our room. Tyson runs into Seri's arms and she carries him into the kitchen. No doubt to feed him candy. I quickly explain to Esme what's happened with Preach and watch as tears shine in her eyes. "Trust me, honey, he's goin' to be fine. He's in love with Ailbhe, and I can guarantee you that he’ll be on his knees grovelin’ for her to take him back."

She releases a sigh. "I hope you’re right. I want him to be happy, and Ailbhe sounds like she's the one who can give that to him. I hope he can see that he loves her soon. I don't want him to be sad anymore."

So fucking sweet. "He's not, honey. He's far from fuckin' sad. He's goin' to be happy and he's goin' to have a baby. Today, I saw the old Preacher comin' back and it's thanks to her."

"Good."

I pull her into my arms. "Think Seri will keep Tyson preoccupied for a while?" I ask as I run my hands along her body.

Her breath hitches as she looks up at me through her lashes. "She owes us," she whispers, making my cock thicken. "Lock the door, handsome," she purrs.

My cock jumps and I grin. Fuck yes. My life is fucking complete. I have everything I need right here in this building. This is my family.

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