Page 88 of Jerry's Passion (Insurgents MC Romance)
She shook her head. She didn’t want to talk about her ordeal just then. The important thing was that Mark was dead. He’d never hurt another woman again.
“You tellin’ me the truth?”
“Yes, Dad.” She took a deep breath. “He was Uncle Tug’s son.”
“I know.”
“He told me you killed Uncle Tug. Is that true?”
Banger didn’t answer. He just blew out a stream of smoke from his joint.
“Is it, Daddy?”
He slowly nodded, and Kylie’s stomach dropped. “Why?”
“It was club business. That’s all you need to know.”
Kylie knew club business meant her dad would never tell her why he killed one of his oldest and best friends. It didn’t stop her from being disturbed by it, though. “How could you have done that?”
“It’s never easy hurting a brother, especially a brother who was a longtime friend. Your Uncle Tug wasn’t the man you think he was. You trust me don’t you?”
She nodded.
“Then you know it was necessary and for a good reason. Your trust in me tells you that.”
“That guy said Uncle Tug used to beat him and his brother. I don’t know if that was true. Uncle Tug was always so nice to me.”
Banger reached over and held her hand. “Tug had a sadistic streak in him. I’d say Mark was telling you the truth. He raised a son to be as sadistic as he was. Life always catches up with us. They both got what was coming to them. I’m just happy you’re safe and he didn’t touch you.”
“I’m okay. I always know the risk in being your daughter, but I wouldn’t trade you for the world.” She brought his hand to her lips and kissed it.
“I could never ask for a better daughter. You make me proud. I’m just fuckin’ sorry you had to go through the shit you did because of me.”
“It comes with the territory. I never blamed you once, so don’t start feeling like this is your fault. He was a sicko. I want to move on from this.”
They sat quietly for a long time, listening to the crickets, the buzz of mosquitoes, and the rumble of cars passing their house. It was finally over, and all Kylie wanted to do was head over to Jerry’s apartment and spend the night wrapped in his arms. She wanted to tell her dad about how much she loved him, and that they wanted to be together with his blessing, but she didn’t think it was the right time. Right then, she knew her father wanted to spend some quiet time with her, to know she was safe and protected.
After a couple of hours, they went inside and Banger engaged the alarm. They climbed the stairs, and before they went in opposite directions to their rooms, he tugged her to him and hugged her tightly. “I’m so fuckin’ happy you’re safe, little girl.” He kissed the top of her head.
“I love you, Dad.” She embraced him tightly. Then they parted, each of them going to their bedrooms, closing their doors.
***
At five inthe morning, Kylie heard a flurry of activity outside in the hall. She leapt from her bed and threw open the door, seeing her dad’s arm around Belle as he helped her down the stairs.
“What’s going on?” she asked.
“The baby’s coming,” Banger said, his face taut and pale.
Kylie’s hand flew over her mouth. “Oh, no. Are you okay, Belle? What do you want me to do?”
“Stay calm. I already got your dad freaking out on me, so don’t you start. I’m going to be fine. I just need to get to the hospital. My water broke, and my contractions are coming pretty quick.” Belle smiled at Kylie, her eyes bright as she took unhurried, careful steps.
“I’m coming too.” Kylie turned around to go back in her room to change.
Belle shook her head. “No. It’s going to be some time until the baby comes. Tell Ethan and Emily, and then you can all come in a little bit.”
“Woman, stop talking and keep walking,” Banger snapped. “I gotta get you to the hospital.”
