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I hate that I have not reached out to her, but I have been so focused on tracking the fuckers down, plus the job with these scammers, my time has been filled with my fingers stuck to my laptop. The week has just gotten away from me.
Cal has called and texted, but because I was focused, I forgot to reply or even answer his call. That was until he came to the club, dressed in his every-day clothes to call me out on my bullshit.
My father and the older brothers stepped in to remind him that this was my club, so he didn’t get to throw his weight around. To which he got pissed and stated that if he and I were in a relationship, then the club did not interfere with us.
He had a point.
“So you have not gone to see her?” Jack asks.
I shake my head.
“No. I was needed here to help Astrid with our clients and finding the guys who robbed her.”
“Man, you looked ready to claim her ass that day. I suggest that you go and see her, explain what you have been doing, so she doesn’t think she has done anything wrong.” This comes from Royal.
“I will.”
I know it is fucked up that I have not reached out to her, but the need to find these punks has driven me to go all in with my search. Cal told me that she was hurt that she hadn’t heard from me, even though she thought she would, so that is on me.
The guys are right, I need to go and see her, make it clear that she has done nothing wrong and it was my hangup that kept me away.
“So how is the trying to knock your wife up going?” Calder asks Royal.
He is still on the mission of getting Tree pregnant. It has ramped up since little Mable has been born.
Royal rubs his hands together, and his smile fills his face, like a cat that just got the canary.
“She is late for her period. Like four days late; this never happens. So fingers crossed. My girl won’t test yet until she is at least a week late, but I am telling you, brothers, she is carrying my kid. Her tits are bigger, and her nipples are sensitive.”
“Well fuck me, that is not what I was expecting you to say.” Calder laughs.
“You are not my type, brother.” Royal winks at him.
Calder gasps, his hand going to his chest in mock hurt.
“I am everyone’s type. Fuck you very much.”
“Oh, hell. Déjà vu, brothers,” comes from behind me.
I look over my shoulder to see my father, Sarge, walk in with the older members. Slide is grinning widely, while Rookie shakes his head.
“What are we missing?” Jack asks, smiling.
They all sit in the empty seats around the table, my father watching my eyes.
“You okay?”
“Tired but good,” I inform him.
He doesn’t look convinced but he lets it go.
“Can we get back to the déjà vu? Color me intrigued,” says Travis.
I settle back into my seat and watch as the old and new brothers interact. This is the club’s legacy, especially now that the old timers have all passed. Tank took over as President of the Phoenix chapter, but the legacy still lives on there also.
Slide laughs loudly.
“When Syn came back, she brought Cory with her,” Edge explains. “Cory was explaining that he was gay, when he was eye-fucking Abe, who was a prospect at the time. He told Slide that he wasn’t his type, to which Slide replied—” He waves his hand at the man himself.
