Page 119 of Loyal
“I’m Crank.” One of the brothers says as he steps up.
“Well, you do look like you could crank something all right. Gina, it’s a pleasure.”
“Now before you go deciding on Crank, let me throw my hat in the ring. Name’s Rex. I am at your service,” Rex says, grabbing her hand to pull it to his lips.
“Well, you seem like a true Southern gentleman. Any other men want to throw their hats into the ring?”
“Gina Marie. Stop it,” I hiss.
“Fine. Sorry, boys, my girl here is a spoilsport. Maybe I’ll catch one of you later. Hell, maybe both.” She winks.
I shake my head and pull her to sit beside me. “Don’t embarrass me.”
“Embarrassing? This is the most fun I’ve had. Look at Crank and Rex. They are ready to duke it out right there. This is great,” Cami says.
“I wish I had popcorn,” Bailey adds, making everyone laugh.
As the conversation moves on, I smile, loving how easily Gina fits in. I know I was worried, but she is able to make everyone laugh and put them at ease.
It really hurt me when my parents decided to cut off all contact. After Billy was locked up, I tried again, but they said if I wanted to live life like a harlot, they didn’t want to see me again.
Gina is the last piece of the world outside the club I had. Now that she’s integrated, I finally feel at peace.
“You good,Mami?”
“Everything is perfect.”
Sami is happy. She keeps letting out these little content sighs as she watches her daughter and friend both embrace this new life.
I have to admit, Gina is a bit of a loose cannon. The few times I’ve met her before today, she stuck her foot in her mouth.
Everyone seems to be taking her chaotic personality with stride, though. Instead of being a problem, they are embracing it as a positive.
“Don’t look, but I think Farrah might have just kissed Abel,” Sami whispers.
I tense, shooting a glare in their direction. Abel glances over at me and holds my stare.
Cheeky fucker. He knows he can’t give in right away. It would make him look weak. Once a respectable amount of time passes, he diverts his attention, showing me I’m alpha.
It’s stupid, but it keeps him in line. I don’t know if Farrah is innocent or not. I don’t want to fucking know. She’s my girl’s kid. Basically my kid by extension, and a father shouldn’t think about that shit. Lord knows that boy is going to think twice before he takes things any further, though. He won’t be using my girl and dumping her, that’s for sure.
Abel is a good kid, but he is still a young man. I know what young men think about because I am one myself. He needs to keep his hands to himself. At least until Farrah decides otherwise.
Fuck, I don’t know how I got myself into this. I don’t want her to ever be ready for something like that.
“Down, boy. They are kids. Kissing is okay,” Sami says with a laugh.
“Kissing leads to over-the-clothes stuff, which leads to under-the-clothes stuff, which leads to babies. I am not ready to be a grandparent. I am only twenty-two years old, Sami. I can’t get gray hair yet,” I hiss at her, which only makes her laugh more.
“You wanted an older woman. With that came an almost adult kid. I hate to break it to you, but she’s going to have kids before you become grandparent age. It comes with the territory.”
“Not this young, though,” I grumble.
She shakes her head, tuning back into the conversation around us.
Not me, though. My eyes are on the movement on my other side. A once relaxed Happy is now taut with tension.
“What’s wrong?” I ask him, drawing the attention of Savage and Fang.
