With that advisement, Zeus course corrected to truly support his wife’s decision. That was when Dindi truly felt free to accept and forgive her father. Aaron felt the resistance and understood it. He didn’t push his daughter and let the bike stay on her street.
Speaking of bikes, Dindi was in the middle of her lessons to learn how to ride. Gracie took the helm in training her because she wanted to teach her the signals she needed. The entire club now took classes to better communicate for the sake of Dindi when she rode with them. There were signals that the club used while riding that she learned. However, when they were at stops, Gracie wanted the others to be able to talk to her. A lot of the riders had Bluetooth communicators in their helmets. That would only help if she kept her cochlear on, which everyone knew that she wouldn’t.
“Daddy, please go play with your granddaughter or something,” Dindi signed with a giggle.
Aaron looked around the deck until he spotted AJ holding Aoide. At three months old, she probably shouldn’t have been eating table food. Mama Verne was true to her country roots. She had cereal in her grandbaby’s bottle mixed with Dindi’s breastmilk when Aoide was three weeks old.
Aaron smiled at his granddaughter chewing on her foot. He thanked God every day that He gave Dindi a forgiving heart. He would never have been able to make amends with her or be in his granddaughter’s life. He most certainly would never have had the opportunity to walk her down the aisle and give her away. He hoped that Harmony was looking down on him, with her beautiful smile brightening up the heavens.
The choice was made to never tell Dindi that Jennifer was responsible for Harmony’s death. There was no need to put something out there that wouldn’t help at this point. Also, the person responsible was dead. After Aaron left Jennifer, she sold the house before she decided to move on with her life with the father of her child. The only problem with that was that his wife, Connie, didn’t agree with that plan. At one time in life, Connie and Jennifer were best friends and founding sisters of the Kings’ Kitties.
Jordan and Jennifer did very well with hiding their relationship for all those years. It took superb swindlers to pull off a twelve-year affair without any red flags going up. Connie found out when she came home to a letter on her counter telling her that he was leaving her to be with Jennifer and their child. The first thing that she did was to confirm with Aaron that Jennifer and he were no longer together. Aaron gave her confirmation of the divorce and pregnancy. Connie had had her fair amount of dealings with married men before she was married as a Kitty, but their wives were never a part of the Kitties.
The betrayal was too much for Connie. It didn’t take her long to find her husband and Jennifer because of social media. Jennifer posted her entire life on social media. All Connie had to do was sit back and wait. The day came that Jordan and Jennifer decided to show face at another bike club’s function as if they were on the right side of right. It was there that Connie took her betrayal, wrapped it around three bullets, and sent deadly shots to her husband, supposed best friend, and her own head. Jordan and Connie never had children because he claimed he never wanted them.
When it happened, Aaron wasn’t surprised about the affair with Jordan because he learned a long time ago to not put anything past anyone. Connie killing them then herself did surprise him. AJ and Jason were once again devastated. Losing a brother who they found out was a serial rapist and their mother in less than a year was a lot to deal with. Dindi hated Jennifer, but she loved her brothers, so she put aside her feelings to support them in their grief.
Aaron kissed his teeth. “I’m about to start a pool to see how soon y’all are going to tell us that she’s pregnant again.” He made sure his mouth faced Dindi so she could read his lips.
Zeus and Dindi both laughed. Zeus waved him off. “We gonna have to find you a woman, man. Go somewhere.”
Aaron laughed with his son-in-law before he walked off to get Aoide. In her true traitor fashion, the second she saw him, her uncle AJ was the old thing. Zeus looked around the deck to see everyone just enjoying their time with each other. His sisters cooed over Melody’s now showing belly. The Basil brothers, with the exception of Hades right now, moved fast when it came to love. Zeus knew that Hades would find love eventually, but right now, he was for the streets.
Dindi shifted on Zeus’s lap to wrap her arms around his neck. He enclosed her into his arms and took in the smell of hercurly hair that was all over her head. In pictures that he’d seen of her mother and aunt, as well as Melody’s hair, let him know that the curly hair was a family trait. Her family’s hair trait mixed with Zeus’s Greek roots combined for a very interesting hair texture for their daughter.
He tapped his wife’s hip to get her attention. She turned her head to face him. “I love you, Dindi Aria Basil.” She kissed his lips before she returned his affection. His brow slowly marched up his forehead. “Tell me, how does it feel to be married to a god?”
The first time he asked her that question was on their wedding night. At the time, she had no idea if there was a right or wrong answer. She answered with her heart. Dindi reached behind her ear, turned on her cochlear, then cuffed Zeus’s face. “Being married to a god is being married to light. Hot but soothing, intense but calming, forceful but loving. It’s everything.”
That was her response every time, and he loved it. Zeus was a lot of things: a husband, father, brother, son, rider. He took pride in all those things. There was another thing that he undoubtedly was: a Mount Olympus god. Dindi Aria Basil was and would always be his goddess. “O Ólympos psilá (Olympus high)!”