We just needed to finish one last thing before Kenny would leave. She’d demanded to be allowed to vindicate her child. None of us knew that it was goin’ to end the way it did with Ally stabbing the bitch so many times that when Burner finally pulled his ol’ lady into his arms, she looked like she walked right off the screen of some horror flick.
Now sitting here surrounded by my family as I hold my granddaughter in my arms, I realize that even through the bullshit, my brothers are happy with women they can trust.
Maybe having an ol’ lady isn’t all that bad, as long as you find a good one.
Rachel would be a good one. If you’d stop fuckin’ shit up.
Do I want to think of her as my ol’ lady? You know you do.
It feels as if my heart and brain are warring with each other on what I should do. In the end, my heart wins out as I decide to go with my gut and trust myself in choosing Rachel as mine. Making her more than my property but my ol’ lady. Make her the reigning queen she was meant to be.
But I’m gonna need to make a huge fuckin’ statement for her to see I’m being real. That I want her for who she is and that I’m not using her. I need to show her I can be more than an asshole.
Pulling my phone out of my pocket, I find Neo’s name and shoot him a text ordering him to go get what I want done. I also told him to have it done by tomorrow when I got back. I’ve been gone too fuckin’ long and missed not just Rachel but Corinne and Luca as well.
How in such a short amount of time, all three of them could consume my everything is beyond me. Yet in my heart I know it’s right.
When I get back home, I’m claiming what’s mine, and I’ll do it right this time.
“You ready to head home tomorrow?” Tracker asks as he hands Kayla one of her cookies sitting on the table.
“Yep, thinking we leave first thing in the morning getting to the clubhouse by noon. We’ll have church tomorrow evening and see what all Nerd has for us,” I say firmly. After we first got here, Tracker had gone back to the clubhouse, only returning a couple days ago. Neither of us likes leaving the clubhouse for long periods of time without the other in charge. Sure, we have trusted our brothers, but after what Jackal did, we decided to change things up.
“Good, I gotta get to Dolly’s Playhouse and make sure everything goes smoothly,” Tracker grumbles.
“Brother, Amethyst can handle the management position,” I say, holding back my grin.
“I don’t give a damn if she can handle it or not. It’s a matter of principle that those men will eat her up. It’s why she should have just stayed on the fuckin’ stage,” he states, clenching his fist.
Shaking my head at him, I bounce Kayla on my knee, and she starts laughing, throwing her hands up.
“Has Rach answered any of your calls?” Tracker asks, mentioning the elephant in the room.
“Nope, but we're goin’ home tomorrow. I’ll fix things when we get there,” I state firmly as I lock eyes with my VP.
“I hope you do, and I hope she listens. Whenever Rach had come out of the room, she would do her best to hide the defeated expression. However, I could see it in her eyes. You don’t make it right with her, I’ll beat your ass. Besides the club, she’s the only family I have left,” Tracker says. His dad died a few years ago, and his mom did the same as Horse’s mom did.
“Promise you, brother, I’ll be making things right the moment we get there.” He must see the truth in what I’ve said since the biggest smile crosses his face, and he nods his head.
“You know I’m goin’ to enjoy watching her put you through the wringer,” Tracker chuckles.
The vibration of my phone distracts me from giving Tracker a response as I see it’s Shadow calling me.
Swiping the screen, I put the phone to my ear. “What’s up, Shadow?” I ask.
“Prez, we got a situation here, and you’re not gonna like it,” Shadow growls.
“Want to elaborate on what the situation is,” I demand as I stand and walk toward my son with Kayla and JC, who’d been sitting next to me.
“Rachel’s gone. She asked Tiny to watch the twins for her for a little bit so she could take a nap. I don’t know how she did it, but she evaded being seen on any of the cameras except for one, and that was right as she was getting in the passenger seat of a woman’s car. Nerd ran the plates, and we know who it belongs to. But what’s worse is she’s going back to Greensville,” Shadow says.
I barely have time to hand my granddaughter over to my son before I lose my shit. When I get my hands on that woman, I'm going to wear her ass out.
“She left a note for you and Tracker next to your bed.”
“Grab Neo and bring the note with you, meet us in Greensville,” I ordered before disconnecting. “Bear, I need you and Momma B back at the clubhouse asap. Tracker, Blaze, and Coyote, you’re with me,” I roar as I head for the door.
“Pops, you need me?” Horse asks as he follows me outside.
“No, son, I got this. You stay with your ol’ lady and kids. I have my own ol’ lady to go get before she ends up doing something stupid,” I say as I straddle my bike. I don’t have to look up to see the shocked expression on Horse’s face.
But right now, I don’t have time to explain.
