“I could go for some pizza, but let’s make it delivery.”
“We can call it in from the clubhouse.” I roar off before she can argue. Never had a woman in my bed at The Devil’s Playground other than her. Not even Ruthie. Alexa can be pissy, but that’s where we’re spending the night. Not taking her to the house I shared with Ruthie and sure as shit don’t want to sleep in her bed either. Damn thing is hard and uncomfortable.
The party is still going out back of the clubhouse. I take Alexa in through the front and tell the prospect behind the bar to order her a pizza. Grudge is sitting at the end of the bar nursing a beer. “Gimme’ a minute,” I tell my woman, leaving her at the opposite end where I can keep an eye on her. “When’d you get back?”
“An hour ago. Lost track of her in the Smoky Mountains and turned back. Think her destination is Florida.”
“Why you think that?”
“Her mom had family in Daytona. That’s where I’d go if I were her.”
“Follow up on it. I want to know where she is at all times.”
“If she makes a move I’ll know. Got alerts set up on her credit cards.”
“Good looking out, brother.”
“Anything for you, Prez.” I give him a slap on the back. “Heard Wylla Mae went into labor.”
“Yeah. Mila Rochelle Reed. My granddaughter.” I pull my phone out and show him a few pictures. “Look how perfect.”
“That’s real sweet her naming the kid after Rochelle.”
“Yeah. Let me know the minute you know what direction that cunt is headed.”
“Will do.”
I move back down the way to Alexa. I’m mad as hell that fucker dropped off his mark without calling it in with me first. I told him under no circumstances was he to pull off his detail. Not gonna make a big deal out of it tonight, but something’s funny with him. Can’t place my finger on it but he’s giving me a weird motherfuckin’ vibe.
“You get the food called in?”
“Yup. Should be here in about twenty minutes.”
“Prospect, bring my food up when it gets here and a few more cold ones. Let’s head on up, babe.” I lead Alexa upstairs to my presidential suite. Busted out the wall of the neighboring room to make mine larger. Spent plenty nights here avoiding Ruthie. Drinking away thoughts of Alexa.
I open the door and show her inside. “It’s a lot bigger than I remember.” She walks the length of the room and stops at the window overlooking the back of the compound. She kicks her shoes off, and I wrap my arms around her. Looking over her shoulder I stare down to the party below. Tiki torches light up the space. Viking is in the fighting pit going up against Sandman. Viking is undefeated. Sandman is crazy to get in the pit with him.
“I like this.”
“Hmm,” she murmurs.
“Having you here.”
“I like being here.” Alexa twists to face me. “Grandpa,” she mocks.
“Kinda like the sound of that.” I grin.
“I don't know. I can't be seen with an old man. May have to get me a younger model. That Viking guy looks pretty tough.”
I groan. “Don't make me kill one of my best men.”
Alexa smirks and faces the window again. “That would be a shame. He's quite handsome. Big. Strong.”
“You're pushing it.” I get a handful of her ass, giving it a squeeze. “Yeah. Sexiest grandma on the planet.”
“Stop making me feel old.”
“You could be gray headed, wrinkled, and sagging and I'd still want you.”
“Ha. I don't know if I believe that.”
“You'll see. Years from now when I'm an old bastard and you're aging with grace I'll still bend you over and fuck you till you cry.”
Alexa bursts out laughing.
“You think it’s funny?”
“It’s not that. I had a mental image of you with old saggy wrinkled balls and my tits down to my knees trying to get it on and one of us breaking a hip or something.”
I smile and hug her close to my chest. Alexa just told me she sees a future with me in it. I breathe her in, thankful we've got a second chance.
We stay like this watching the scene below. Viking throws a right hook that sends Sandman flying back. He goes down on his ass out cold from the looks of it. A bang sounds at the door. The prospect, Rio, has our food and drinks.
“Leave it on the table. Grudge still at the bar?”
“No. He made a phone call and took off.”
“You know who he called?”
“Heard him say it’s all good. See you soon.”
“Anything else?”
“No.”
“All right you can get lost. Go join the party out back. You’ve earned a night off.”
“Thanks, Prez.” Rio hurries to leave. Anxious to go find some easy pussy no doubt.
Alexa flips the pizza box open. “Everything okay? You seem troubled.” She grabs a slice and bites, struggling to chew through the string of cheese that’s bringing all the pepperonis with it.
“I'm sure it’s nothing. Just a funny feeling I got. Let's eat.” I knock the caps off our beers using the edge of the table. “A toast. We can't go back and change the past, but we can start anew today.”
“I don't want to change the past. It got us here. Gave us a beautiful daughter. Perfect grandbaby. We're where we're supposed to be. Together.”
“I’ll drink to that.” I clink my bottle with hers. Then I chug before claiming her mouth. “How is it that every damn time I kiss you it gets better and fucking better.”
“Practice makes perfect.”
“Oh yeah.”
“Yeah.” She pulls me in close and plants a big one on me tasting of pizza sauce.
“I can think of something else we can practice then.”
“In that case you’d
