Total pages in book: 114
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 112736 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 564(@200wpm)___ 451(@250wpm)___ 376(@300wpm)
I’ve got the love of my life finally in my arms, and if I can, I’m gonna put another baby in her so Levi can have a little brother.
“Allie Cat?” I murmur quietly into her ear.
“Hmm?” she asks as she shimmies her hips just enough to put that sexy ass of hers right up against my cock.
“You do that again and we’re gonna have to kick Levi out,” I say with a chuckle.
She sighs quietly. “We can’t do that.”
“Not right now, anyways,” I sigh then say seriously, “I gotta go to Church, baby.”
“What?” she asks, twisting away from Levi to stare me in the eyes.
“Gotta head to Church,” I repeat. “Club business. Some shit’s goin’ down, and we need to take care of things.”
“Yeah, but you’re calling it church. Are you like Christian outlaws or something?” she asks with a small laugh.
I chuckle at the question. “Nah, baby, we’re just outlaws.”
She shakes her head. “How long will you be gone?”
“Couple of hours,” I say, pulling her back into my arms.
“Why do you call it Church?”
“It can be a religious experience,” I smirk.
“Really?” she asks
“Nah, not really. It’s just somethin’ that’s stuck around after some gang back in the seventies supposedly called their meetings that. For the Royal Bastards it means serious decisions need to be made. So, since Church is such a serious thing, I guess we stick with it.”
“Oh. Will I ever get to be there for it?”
“Nope,” I say. “No girls allowed.”
She drawls out, “Okay,” and kisses my cheek. “Do I need to worry?”
“Never, Allie, I swear to that. The Royal Bastards are our family. Both your life and Levi’s life will always be safe with us,” I murmur into her hair as I take one last deep breath of her scent.
“Promise?”
“Always, Allie. Always,” I say and slowly begin the new process of figurin’ out how to extract myself from bed without waking Levi.
She stiffens slightly against me. “Will you have protection here again while you’re gone?”
“Yeah, baby, gotta keep my family safe. This isn’t about you runnin’ away anymore, this is because I want you protected.”
“I know, Coy,” she says quietly. “But I…”
“What?”
“I don’t like it. Mikhail always left men to keep watch over me. It makes me feel trapped and vulnerable,” she sighs.
“Allie, it’s for your protection. The men who will be here are willing to die for you and Levi. They aren’t trapping you. They’re here to keep you safe and to keep this Mikhail fuck away,” I say firmly.
Just the name, Mikhail, seems to upset her so I try to change the subject before it goes any deeper. I’ve got contacts I’ll be hittin’ up for information about the shithead.
No need to fuck with Allie’s brain right now. Not after all the shit she’s already been through.
“I gotta ask you something before I leave though... Why the hell did you run over Hammy’s bike?”
She winces, and she’s quiet for a long moment before she finally says, “To be fair, I didn’t know it was his bike when I did it, but I guess…. I don’t know… I guess it’s because they wouldn’t stop calling me ma’am.”
I growl into her ear, “Dude, you practically murdered his wife. Like his bitch is fucking trashed.”
“Well, he shouldn’t have parked behind Barney!” she says defensively.
“Fuck, you call the cage Barney?”
“Cage?” she asks.
“Yeah, the mom-mobile,” I say.
“Oh, I didn’t know you guys call them cages…”
“You’re getting off-topic, Allie Cat,” I growl. “Did you really have to roll over his bike?”
“I would have run over him too, but I thought he’d leave a dent in the van…”
I can almost believe it.
“Shit,” I say.
“Should I call the insurance company, or maybe like try to get him a new bike?” she asks quietly.
“Hell no, insurance companies ask questions you can’t answer right now. And you can’t buy a man a bike. Shit don’t work like that.”
“Oh, what should I do?” she asks.
“Not sure, baby,” I say before finally getting out of the bed. “I’ll figure it out though.”
She sighs.
“I love you, Allie,” I say, before grabbing her hair tight in my fist, “Don’t ever forget that.”
She looks sad and doesn’t say she loves me back, but she says, “I’ll try.”
And I guess for fuckin’ now I’ll have to accept that.
Closing the front door behind me, I start fishing for the spare key to the door out of my pockets. Can’t believe Allie got the best of all three brothers I left to watch her, but I nicknamed her Allie Cat was for a reason.
Fucking hell. She’s a fucking handful of sheer batshit crazy intelligence.
Standing outside of the house, waiting for the guys to show up to keep watch over her, I can’t believe I’m here right now and at this moment.
It’s the best fucking time of my life.
I’ve got the club and my family right where I’ve always wanted them. Shit, I wasn’t prepared to have a son thrust in my life, but I’m sure as fuck happy it happened. Just knowing Levi exists fills me with a purpose greater than myself. It makes me want to ensure the Bastards grow and thrive. He needs to get on a bike asap. Getting him a little dirt bike is a good place to start, I think.