Tiny's Hope

I’ll tell you this, she comes near River or Brook again, I won’t be responsible for my actions,” I grumble as I finish with Brook and zip her sleeper back up into place. I pick her up in my arms and turn to Chains. Immediately he takes her into his arms.
“Hey, princess,” he mumbles, giving her a kiss on the cheek and returns his focus to me. “You will be fully in your right to, baby, but like I said I’m not putting up with any drama in this club not when all of us have been through enough and finally have a moment to breathe. I’m bringing it up for club vote to send her to one of the other charters,” he says in a voice that leaves no room for argument.
Like I would actually argue over someone like Sera. Yeah right. That’s not about to happen.
“Okay, Darren,” I whisper with a nod. Bending at the knee, I pick River up and change his diaper.
“Love you, Bitsy, you and our kids. Can’t wait to marry you.” And there goes my heart fluttering away at his words.
“I love you too, Darren. I can’t wait either. Just so you know I don’t want a wedding. I want you to take me somewhere and marry me right away. Weddings are too much of a headache,” I say, shrugging.
Who am I kidding? Sure they’re headaches but what girl doesn’t want to have a wedding. Though I never thought about it growing up, I did when I got with Chains. I used to think about having him standing outside as each of his brothers would hit the throttle on their bikes loudly as I smiled at my man, while I proudly walked in his direction. And of course, I wouldn’t have been in the traditional white dress. Nope, for my wedding I wanted a beautiful lavender color.
“Bitsy, I know you better than that. I’m betting you want a small something for the club here and for the ’members of the Devil’s Riot to be here for it,” he chuckles.
“Well, I suppose. I mean I’m sure Victoria would be upset if she wasn’t here to see you get married,” I say, giving him a grin. He knows she wouldn’t be upset she’d be ticked to high heaven about it. Same with a majority of the members of the club, they see me as a member of their family though I’m no longer up there in Virginia. It’s vice versa with Victoria, Raven, and Harlow here.
Funny how things happen and connect two clubs in such a solid way. The alliance between the Devil’s Riot and Inferno’s Clutch is solid in ways only something severely drastic would have to affect that. Which is something I hope never happens.
“You got a point there, baby. How about you plan something small for two weeks from today? Get with the other ol’ ladies, invite who you want we’ll have it here at the clubhouse. This will also give me a chance to finalize some things for the club and us to find someone to watch the kids for a few days. I’m taking you away for a few days so don’t bother packing anything, you won’t need nothing to wear but the clothes to get there and back.”
Oh wow, I love the idea and two weeks fits perfectly because I have something to tell him and I’m not sure how well he’s gonna take it. I know when I had the twins it scared him that he could have lost me. But now I’m pregnant again and scared to tell him.

Chapter Three


Chains
Finding Sera in the twins’ room not only pissed me off, but the way she’d been holding Brook and cooing sat wrong in my gut. One, she shouldn’t have been in my kids’ room and second, she verbally attacked my woman in my presence.
This club has already been through enough drama, I’m not about to be put through more. Not if I can help it. Especially since I asked my woman to marry me and she agreed. That whole shit about her not wanting a wedding, I knew was bullshit. It’s why I’m giving her two weeks to put together something she would want.
After helping her with the twins’ breakfast, I get her and them back to Tiny’s and my room. I’m not trusting the twins out of either of our sights right now. I told Tiny we’d put them in the playpen in here for their nap this morning. I didn’t want to leave them but we have church this morning. Shit had to be handled and being Prez isn’t always horseshoes and rainbows. Somedays it could really be aggravating.
“I want you to stay in the room until we finish in church today, okay,” I state to Tiny as I sit Brook in her playpen and give her the stuffed gator Ryder gave to her. Don’t know what the kid sees in the toy but she doesn’t like not having it with her.
“Promise, I’ll stay in here with them. Maybe this afternoon we can get out of the club for a while, the four of us, go do something interesting?” she asks, rather than suggesting as she places River in his own playpen.
“Yeah, we can do that, Bitsy.” I nod in agreement and pull her into my arms. “I’ll be back in here to get you soon as church is over with. Go ahead and get ready.”
“Okay,” she murmurs, laying her head against my chest.
Kissing the top of her head, I walk her to the edge of the bed and lay her down with my arms caging her in on both sides. I lean down and press my mouth to hers sliding my tongue straight in as soon as she opens in invitation. Tiny is like a drug I can’t quit, that I wouldn’t want to quit. She consumes my entire being.
The twins babbling penetrates through the lustful haze in my mind. Damnit.
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