Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17442 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17442 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
“I can’t believe we’re having a final swimming party for his fucking swimmers,” Cash grumbles and drops down next to Rulie.
“Just wait. Hadley and Kyra tend to follow each other's leads,” Playboy reminds Cash. “You’ll be getting your balls cut off next.”
Hands rolls his eyes. “We aren’t dogs, dumbass. He’ll still have his nuts, but they’ll be shooting blanks.”
“Same difference,” Hacker jumps in. “No one is taking away my virility.”
“This fucker breeds like a rabbit. He needs to get that shit snipped,” Playboy jokes.
Figuring this is going downhill fast, I step out onto the patio and ask my husband, “Are the hamburgers almost ready?”
Cowboy stands and comes over to wrap his arms around me. “If Cash doesn’t burn them.”
“Fucker,” Cash growls. “That wasn’t my fucking fault.” He slams his beer down on the table. “Your child puking on the dog started the whole shit show.” He’s not wrong. The last time we had a barbecue was Easter. Ella had a few too many chocolate-covered marshmallow bunnies. She ran out on the patio to find her daddy but didn’t reach him in time. Instead, she threw up on Tank, our German Shepherd. A chain reaction started—the great Easter puking event.
“Your goddaughter puked on the dog because you gave her an entire container of fucking chocolate Easter bunnies,” Cowboy reminds him.
“She loves them,” Cash attempts to defend himself.
Happiness flows through me as I watch the men give each other hell. They’re relaxed and at ease. After everything that went down with the other MCs, the brothers were stressed and grouchy. Over time, things have settled into a routine pattern of family issues. The big lugs are still keeping club problems away from their family lives.
The next week, my husband undergoes his procedure. The big baby comes home and acts like he’s had a limb removed. I seriously consider suffocating him with a pillow but decide I love him and his big cock too much to give up.
We only have one little issue. Neither of us paid any attention to the doctor’s strict instructions. Yep. We discovered the hard way that you really do have to wait a full three months after a vasectomy before depending on it for birth control.
At least, number eight is a single little girl. Another female in the house to give our boys hell is a very good thing.