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“I don’t fuckin’ know, Venom. I’ve never fucked that bitch or been anywhere alone with her. The two times I saw her here at the clubhouse, someone was immediately called and I was away from her. Otter and Hawkeye can tell you that. At Wild Things, I never got a private dance from her or let her follow me when I was watchin’ over the girls in the private rooms. How she got these pictures is a fuckin’ mystery. I don’t even recognize anythin’ in the pictures,” I say loud enough for everyone to hear. “My question is how she knows anythin’ about Kasey and her movin’ back in the house with me. Not that Kasey was given a choice in the matter. Clarissa would have to have another person close to us and here on the compound in order to know that information.”
“I have no clue. We’re gonna fuckin’ find out though. Goose, when you’re done with this shit, I want you to pull the cell phone records for all the club girls. See if they’re talkin’ to that bitch and tellin’ her shit she has no business knowin’,” Venom orders as Goose nods his head in response.
“Let me see them,” Tech says, walking over to us and looking at the pictures Venom hands him.
We all wait for Tech to look through the stack before a smile breaks out on his face. I don’t know what the fuck he finds so funny, but I don’t see a fucking thing funny about this situation.
“These have all been photoshopped. Your face has been put on the original guy in the picture. The guy doesn’t have your tattoos on the chest or arms, and you can see the distortion here,” Tech points out what he’s talking about as my heart continues to race in my chest. “I have a feelin’ this is the guy who dropped this shit off and threatened the Prospect at the gate. Goose, get that footage pulled up so I can take a look at the guy.”
Goose pulls the footage up and zooms in on the guy in the truck. We all wait for Tech to take a look at him before he says another word. He moves closer and looks at the images from all angles.
“Yeah, I have a feelin’ this is the same guy. The body build is similar. Let’s see the truck now. See if there’s any damage to the front end he hasn’t repaired yet,” Tech orders as Goose presses some buttons and shows the front of the truck along with the rest of it.
Tech points out the damage to the front end. Goose presses some more buttons and runs one of his many programs. I’m not sure what this one is doing because I don’t understand anything Goose does on the computer.
“I’m runnin’ the facial recognition software now. As soon as it picks up anythin’ about him, I’ll get an alert and will be able to pull up any and all information on this fucker,” Goose tells us as Tech nods his head.
We go over a few more things while Goose’s program does its thing. It’s still not done working by the time Venom adjourns church. I’m more than ready to get the fuck outta here. I want to get to the hospital and spend the day with my girls. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be right now. Yes, I could’ve talked to Venom and asked him about skipping this meeting, but since it’s about Kasey there was no way I wasn’t gonna be here for it. I want to know every fuckin’ thing that’s said in regards to this fucker and making sure he pays for what he’s done to my girl. I’ll make him fucking suffer a much as I can while that fucking skank, Clarissa, watches on. I’m over this shit with her and can’t wait for her to fucking disappear. Maybe we’ll make it happen instead of waiting for things to play out naturally. The bitch doesn’t seem to be able to listen or understand I want nothing to do with her.
Kevlar walks out of the clubhouse with me.
“Mind if I catch a ride there with you? Lyric has my truck and I caught a ride here with Tank,” he asks, staying by my side.
“Of course,” I answer, unlocking my doors so we can both hop in.
“You’re not gonna ask?” Kevlar questions once we’re on the road heading for the hospital.
“If you wanna tell me what’s goin’ on, I’m here. If you wanna keep that shit to yourself, I get it. It’s obvious to me you like Lyric. You don’t let anyone keep your truck so I know that’s a huge deal for you. I’ve seen the two of you and she likes you just as much. Not sure what your end game is with her though. I have to say if you hurt or upset her, I’m gonna have to step in. Kasey considers her one of her best friends and she won’t be happy if you hurt her because you’re just gettin’ your cock wet,” I tell him, not looking at him as I keep my eyes peeled for the truck we know is in the area.
“She fuckin’ gets me like no one else, Shield. When I say I gotta go to church or club business, there’s no bitchin’ or whinin’. She tells me goodbye and to be safe. That’s it. Her body is fuckin’ bangin’ and she doesn’t make me feel as if I gotta hold back when it comes to sex. We’ve only had it once, but it’s the best sex I’ve ever fuckin’ had in my life. My head is spinnin’ in fuckin’ circles when it comes to her,” he tells me, his voice soft and gentle as he talks about Lyric.
“Then tell her what you want if you wanna be with her. Lyric isn’t the type of girl you fuck around with and then push aside, I can tell you that much. She’ll make a great ol’ lady as long as you don’t fuck around on her. To be with her, you need to be faithful and push all those other bitches away if they get too close. But, if you treat her right, she’ll give you the fuckin’ world,” I tell him, knowing it’s the truth about Kasey’s friend.
“Once this shit is over with, I plan on talkin’ to her. I don’t want her thinkin’ this is only happenin’ because I’ve been with her to make sure no one goes after her right now. I don’t want there to be any misunderstandin’ when I tell her what I want. I have a feelin’ Ricochet likes her sister too. I’m not sure if that’s gonna make this situation better or worse. If he fucks her over, I don’t want it to fuck with my relationship with Lyric. Those sisters are fuckin’ close and I can see that happenin’. I obviously can’t turn my back on my brother,” Kevlar says, dropping his head in his hands.
“I get it. At the end of the day, you and Lyric have a separate relationship from Paige and Ricochet. Make that part of the conversation when you two finally talk about shit. I have a feelin’ she’s gonna be more than ready to be with you as long as you let her know everythin’ up front,” I say as we pull into the hospital parking lot. “She needs to know about your past and see that you’re changin’ your ways for her. Otherwise, she’ll overhear the club girls and others talk and doubt that you’re bein’ faithful to her when you’re not together.”
Kevlar nods his head as I park, shut the engine off, and we get out of the truck. We make our way up to the floor my baby girl’s on and I find everyone standing outside NICU looking in as Kasey spends time with our girl. I’m gonna have to tell her what happened at church with the pictures. I’m not going to hold that shit back because if she finds out later on, it’s only going to hurt her. Tonight when we get home, I’ll tell her what happened and make sure she knows Tech can verify they’re photoshopped and nothing happened between the two of us at any point in time.
Washing up, I put the gown on and make my way over to Kasey and Bexley. I press a kiss against Kasey’s lips before taking the other side of Bexley’s bed. We both let her hold our fingers as Kasey talks softly to her. I simply watch my girls and take in every small detail of Bexley. She’s changed a little bit since she was born. I can’t wait to watch her grow and change almost daily when she starts to get older. It’s apparent already she takes after Kasey and will favor her in every way. That only means trouble for me. However, I’ll spend the rest of my life chasing boys away from her as long as it means she’s safe in our arms where she belongs.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Kasey
EVERYONE IS UP to something. I’m not sure what it is yet, but I know they’ve been planning something. We’ve still got all of our parents here and they have been talking until I enter a room and then all conversation comes to a stop. I’d be paranoid if I didn’t grow up around everyone in the club. However, I know they see how upset I am and that nothing is working to pull me out of my funk. I’m barely able to hold it together in front of the boys because I want Bexley home with us. Instead, I get to pretend everything is okay when I’m leaving a piece of my heart behind on a daily basis.
Anthony told me after they had their last church what happened. A ton of pictures were delivered to him at the clubhouse showing him and that stripper in bed. He assured me he’s never had sex with her and doesn’t even recognize the room the pictures are in. Tech also talked to me and told me that he examined the pictures and they were clearly photoshopped. Anthony’s head was put on another man’s body. Anthony didn’t want me to hear about it from anyone else or overhear someone talking about it, so he told me the second he got into the NICU with me. I believe both men and know this woman is fucking crazy. She’s obsessed with Anthony and is proving she’s willing to do anything to get him. It’s not gonna work, but I’ll let her know that when the time’s right.
I had Bexley almost four weeks ago. She gets stronger every day and is slowly gaining weight. It’s not enough for her to be released from the NICU though. Doc has told us to expect her to be in there for another four weeks at least. That will put her closer to her due date and the time she would’ve been born without the breathing issues. She’d also be able to feed on her own without the feeding tube. Doc is hopeful that Bexley will be off the feeding tube today or tomorrow. They tried to remove it once before and she wasn’t eating. So, they put a new one in and that’s how she’s been getting all of her food at this point. They’ve also tried to take her off the oxygen. Bexley did really good for a few hours. Then her levels dropped again and they had to put her back on.
It's hard for me to hear her getting taken off of things only to have to be put right back on. That shit breaks my heart and I know it’s just a matter of time before she’s ready to come home. It’s just getting to that point before the missing piece of our family will be home with us. Doc is hopeful that Bexley will be able to come home as soon as she’s strong enough to get off everything for good and doesn’t have any bad days. I’m hoping to see her in the next few weeks get strong enough to be removed from everything so we can hold her.
“Do you want to hold her?” Doc asks, walking up behind me.
“Are you serious? Of course I want to hold her. Is it okay for me to hold her?” I question, not sure how to feel right now.
I’ve been waiting for this moment since the day I had her and now that it’s here, I’m in here alone. Anthony had another church meeting and he’ll be here as soon as he can. Everyone is watching through the window though. Doc nods her head at the chair as my back is turned to the window. She tells me to remove my shirt and gown so we can do some skin-on-skin contact. I do as she asks, setting my shirt on the back of the rocking chair. Doc removes Bexley from the bed and carefully hands her over to me. My little girl snuggles into my chest and splays her fingers out across my skin. Doc covers her with a blanket so my chest isn’t exposed. Tears fill my eyes and spill over as I hold my daughter for the first time.
