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“Did I say that you did?” I huff.

She shakes her head, moving her attention back to Mable. Mable coos and Kady smiles at her and hell it makes my fucking heart flutter.

What the hell has this woman done to me?

“So, I heard that you had a date and will be seeing this guy again?” I throw out there.

Kady’s body fills with tension, her shoulders bunch up, her head snaps in my direction, with the same fire in her eyes she just had for me. I smirk at her, then take a seat needing to be closer to her.

My knee bumps hers and I hear the intake of breath.

Yeah, I affect her as much as she affects me.

She looks back to the baby, and I dig into my food. I watch her interact with Mable and images of her holding our baby pop into my head like a wave of kids bubbles.

Fuck me.

Shaking my head I push those images away, because I can’t get Kady to have a drink with me, let alone carry my kids.

“Who I date is none of your business, Calder. Or anyone’s in the club for that matter,” she states.

I look to her, coming back into focus and see that she is no longer holding Mable, she is now with her mom. Willa is still breastfeeding, so she sits there looking at me while feeding her kid.

“That is where you are wrong, Kitten. I take your business very fucking seriously. Was it not you who was thrown against the wall and knocked out cold not that long ago? Was it not me who took care of you, held your hand while you got treated at the ER?”

“So what? I was helping Darcy; I was not going to sit there and let her get attacked. Fucking hell, Calder, what do you take me for? A pansy ass bitch? Yes, it was you who was there for me, but it was also you who was flirting with the fucking nurse while I was getting stitches in the back of my head,” she growls.

I fucking love this side of her. It makes my cock hard seeing her fight for what she believes. I always knew that the woman I got to make mine would challenge me, someone who would be strong-willed and not let me get away with shit, but also someone soft, who’d jump in to help anyone who needed it.

Kady does that.

She challenges me.

She is fierce like Risky, but she is soft like my mom.

The best kind of woman.

Ol’ Lady material.

She knows the club ways.

“I was not fucking flirting with her. She was sticking your head up and speaking to me.” I chuckle. “I can’t help it when women want to get into my pants, baby, I am a catch if you haven’t noticed yet.” I bounce my eyebrows at her.

Shaking her head she retorts with, “Oh, I see every fucking one of the women you catch, Calder. What I can’t work out, is how you have not caught an STD yet.”

Leaning forward, I place the plate down on the small table, then resting my elbows on my thighs, I look her in the eye.

“All the women I fuck, I wrap up with, Kitten. No one fucks me without a condom. No one.” My voice turns hard but I need her to understand that I am always fucking careful.

She scoffs. “You really think you are God’s gift to women, don’t you?”

“I don’t think, Kitten.” I grin at her.

“Freaking hell, your ego knows no bounds.”

“But I know bounds and gags; want to come and see my collection?” I wink.

Willa laughs, so does Joss, who has been quiet during our interaction.

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