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I turn to Jason and notice him smirking, probably wondering what I make of all this. This will take some getting used to, but the way they talk about sharing makes it seem like harmless fun.
“Listen up,” Jason announces, getting everyone’s attention. Everyone except Bodie and Ivy who are busy banging away on the couch. “Keira has proven her loyalty to the club, and tonight will be her initiation ceremony.”
My eyes bulge. “What do you mean?”
The women rally around with excitement as I wonder what a biker initiation entails. I’m a dab hand at shooting pool. I know how to hustle a poker game. And I can drink like a fish, but I hate beer—anything but beer.Ugh, God. What will they throw at me?
“It’s been so long since we held a good biker rut around here. The last rut was Bodie’s, and Stiletto struggled to sit for a week,” Soapbox says excitedly.
I feel myself shrink to the floor like a mouse. “What the fuck is a biker rut?” I ask nervously.
“Your tooshie is gonna sting like a bitch when they’re through with you. Lucky bitch,” Soapbox replies with a sinister chuckle. “I’ll get the lube.”
“What? No!” I panic.
It takes me several seconds to realize they were just fucking with me, their shit-eating grins giving their game away.
“Uh, you had me there for a second.” I chuckle, relieved.
“You should have seen your face. It was like this.” Soapbox does an impersonation of me looking terrified, then walks away giggling.
“We’re not Neanderthals,” Tex mutters, shaking his head. “But if you ever want to join our sexual escapades, all you’ve gotta do is ask first.”
Everyone disperses around the clubhouse, leaving me with something to think about. The music starts playing. Tex and Rooster set up the pool table. Everything goes back to normal. Bodie and Ivy have finished and are cuddling on the couch beneath a blanket. I can see his hand moving beneath it, stroking her baby bump. This time, seeing is believing. It really does feel like home.
“Uh-oh,” Ivy utters with a sudden burst of shock scrawled over her face.
“Baby, did you just pee?” Bodie asks, getting up to swipe his hand against the seat.
Ivy holds her stomach and gasps. “Uh, I think my water just broke.”
Everyone rushes around in a moment of panic. Jason shoves the baby bag at Bodie, then Rooster corrals them into his truck to take them to the hospital. All we can do is wait until Bodie calls us with some news. We’ve still got to tell our parents everything, but I’m too overwhelmed to do it tonight. In a few hours, they’ll have a cute bundle of joy to soften the blow.
“Here you go, you’ve earned it,” Tequila says, handing me a shot of clear spirit that I knock back in one fiery gulp. She smacks her lips without so much as a grimace. “I think the prez wants a private word with you,” she mentions, her lips curling into a rueful smirk.
Jason snakes his arms around my waist and rests his chin in the crook of my neck. “Do you want to come upstairs and help me shower? I’m not allowed to get my stitches wet.”
Rolling my eyes, I give the empty shot glass to Tequila and take Jason’s hand as he leads me upstairs. A shower sounds like heaven right now. I could use one to scrub away the filth and shame that I’m forbidden from mentioning again. But before I disappear inside the communal washroom, I spare a lingering look upon the open-plan living space and the family I’d become part of. Jason rests his arm around my shoulders as he joins me, then lovingly kisses the side of my head.
“What are you thinking about, Peaches?”
I twist my lips while I think. “Hmm, this place could surely use a woman’s eye. You’ve been running shit for far too long.”
Jason’s soft breathy chuckle tickles my ear. “So, what I’m hearing is you’re ready to rule at my side?”
My gaze snaps to him, and I wrap my arms around his neck. “Forever and always.” I press my lips against his mouth, and we both melt into a deep, sensual kiss.
“Shower and bed,” Jason rasps against my lips. “But don’t think we’ll be sleeping anytime soon. Not until I fuck away every last trace of tonight.”
“Mmm, sounds great,” I reply with a contented exhale.
Jason slides his warm palm against my cheek, cupping it gently. “You’re mine, and only mine. I don’t want to share you with anyone. From now on, it’s just you and me. I’ll never lay my hands on another woman.”
I’m so relieved to hear him say that. “And I’ll never touch another man.”
“I promise, you’ll never have to. Never again,” Jason vows.
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