I wanted that to change.
“Uh, I . . .”
“You’ll be okay, babygirl,” I say stopping her from working herself up.
“Okay,” she nods in agreement.
“Yeah, that’s my girl. Now let’s go to bed,” I announce maneuvering us underneath the comforter. The entire time I keep her within my embrace.
“Love you, Nick,” she sighs burrowing her face further into my chest as I tighten my grip around her.
“Love you too, Cara, always.” With those words being said, I close my eyes and let sleep claim me knowing that tomorrow is a new day. One where my woman was ready to take a step closer to the future of us.
Might make me sound like a pussy but fuck if I care.
I got my woman and it feels damn good to be able to say that and not worry about whether or not she was going to break. Because now I know, if I show her the way, guide her through it, my babygirl will shine brighter than the sun itself.
“Get this, got a call from Boss this morning. Last night she and Omen were approached for an alliance by the Dragons Fire MC. According to Boss, she informed them they wouldn’t be getting anything from them and to get the hell away from them. However, Spark made a comment about it would be a shame for something to happen to Destiny.” The tension in the room grows tenfold when Stoney informs us of this news.
First thing this morning we’d gotten a text that we were having church within the hour rather than at noon. Something was up and it wasn’t good. I was right. It’s not good. Those fuckin’ dumbasses decided to play with the wrong fuckin’ kid.
I’d quickly showered and got Cara up so we could get to the clubhouse. I wasn’t about to give her an out in coming today. Besides I didn’t know how bad the news was going to be.
After hearing this I’m fuckin’ glad I didn’t leave her at home. Don’t care how good my security system is. Nothing is better than me standing in the way of something happenin’ to her.
“Shit,” Tracker mutters, drawing me back to the conversation.
“Yeah, now I got enough stress on my plate as it is. A kid I haven’t met and decisions to follow through with. I’m not about to have Destiny harmed in anyway. Nor am I going to allow my other kids to be hurt. Let alone my ol’ lady. Boss asked me to sign my rights over.” Stoney said.
“You’re not considering it are you?” Blaze asks.
“Honestly, I am. Boss and I, we’re good with an alliance between our clubs. But when it comes to personal shit, we don’t see eye to eye and I’m tired as fuck of my woman feeling hurt over it all,” Stoney grumbles, seeming to be hurting at this decision. “Deal is, Destiny will know I’m her father but that I signed my rights over to protect her. Without me being in her life, she’ll be safe. Especially with the shit coming at us here recently. Got too much to worry about here and not have to think about if my kid with a woman I didn’t even want to knock up is safe.”
“Fuck, Prez. Know this is hard on you. What does Rachel say?” Tracker grunts, leaning back in his chair.
“Nothing she can say, considering I ain’t told her shit about this. Not her choice to make and I’m not about to have another reason to fight with her. It’s bad enough she goes to that Doctor Lanston fucker to talk shit out, instead of working it out with me. Don’t want to give her even more reasons to go to this douche,” Stoney sneers.
Since Rachel found out about Stoney having a kid with another woman, a woman she shares similarities with doesn’t help matters. Then again, after the shit she’s endured in her life, I get why Stoney’s protecting her from this. Her mom was a bitch. Was there the day Stoney confronted her. Also witness to what she’d took from her ex. All she’s ever known were people lying to her. Now, she’s fighting the demons inside her and not letting her ol’ man in to help her.
This shit ain’t easy on either of them.
“Motherfucker, so you’re giving up your rights, not telling your ol’ lady any of this shit, and we have to deal with the Dragons Fire MC who are now threatening your daughter with Boss,” Shadow growls, summing up what our Prez has informed us.
“Yep,” Stoney glowers.
“I don’t like this shit,” I mutter. “Those fuckers are being fuckin’ sneaky trying to play clubs. Something’s not adding up. Like I said before though the ranks aren’t adding up. There’s no way in fuck the man wearing the Prez patch is the actual Prez.”
“What if we asked what’s his name if we can show his girl some images of these men? See if she can identify any of them,” Venom suggest.
“Not a bad idea,” I state, nodding my head.
“I’ll make the call,” Stoney grumbles, pulling out his phone.
Things are about to heat up and not in a way I want them to that’s for sure.
Chapter Thirteen
Cara
After Nerd and the rest of the guys went into one room they called church, I wasn’t quite sure of what I should do. I didn’t want to just sit around waiting impatiently while nervous as can be about being here, so with it being really early and no one else up besides those who were in the room
