“Fuck yeah.” Tank holds out his fist.
I tap mine against his as Gunner squeezes my shoulder.
“Happy for you, brother,” he mutters.
“Congratulations,” Smoke tells me.
“Thanks.”
“Food’s almost ready,” Crow says as he comes out of the kitchen. He pauses when he sees Tank. “What the fuck happened to you, and where’s the body?”
Tank groans. “No, I’m not going over this again. I’m fine. The situation was dealt with. That’s it.”
“Where were you?” Sloane’s voice cuts through the club.
We look over and see her with her arms crossed, glaring at her brother, who just stepped inside, looking like a deer caught in the headlights.
“Out?” he asks more than tells.
“Where?” she demands.
Gunner groans. “Woman, I told you he went to drop off a present at his girlfriend’s house.”
Sloane glares at her man. “Yeah, a girlfriend he won’t bring around, and I want to know why.”
“It’s new, sis. I told you that. I’ll introduce you to her when I’m ready,” Lee tells her.
“I want to meet her now,” she commands.
Lee looks at Gunner for help, but Gunner shakes his head.
“You’re on your own, kid,” Gunner tells him.
“Lee!” Emily yells as she skips up next to him.
“Hey, Emily,” he says.
“Do you want to do a puzzle with me?” Emily asks.
My eyes narrow as she bats her eyes up at him.
Now wait a fucking minute.
“Yes, I will one hundred percent do that with you. Let’s go.” Lee all but drags my daughter to the other side of the room to get away from his sister.
“Your girl just did him a solid.” Tank chuckles.
“Did you see her bat her eyelashes? You got your hands full with that one, Mac,” Smoke teases.
“Shut the fuck up,” I mutter, making them laugh.
Gunner turns toward Crow. “Do you know anything about this girlfriend of Lee’s?”
“Just that she goes to school with him and that she’s kind of quiet. I’ll see what I can get out of him,” Crow tells him. “Fox did a background check, but you know his rules when it comes to significant others. Unless it’s a danger to the club, it’s no one else’s business.”
“Thanks, man. I appreciate it,” Gunner says.
As the conversation shifts, I can’t help but look over at Jane. She’s got her head tilted back as she laughs at something the girls around her say. I can’t help but smile as I look at her.
She’s so fucking beautiful.
Jane’s nothing like the wounded bird that showed up on my porch all those months ago. She’s a changed woman. Not only that, but she’s mine. All mine.
She looks over at me and smiles, making my heart race.
Fuck me.
I can’t wait to make an honest woman out of her. Not only will I finally claim her on paper, but our kids as well. There will be no denying who the three of them belong to—who I belong to, and I can’t fucking wait.
Soon. Very soon.