She moaned and arched her back, pushing her nipple deep in his mouth.
Yes… we have all night to love each other.
Lying down, she pulled him closer.
Chapter Twenty-One
Axe
Picking up ashot of Jack, Axe waited for Hawk to come in and give the word that they were ready to head out to Chad Bridgewater’s place. He’d had some time to kill after working at the club’s restaurant that day, and he wasn’t ready to go home. For the past two days, Baylee kept telling him they needed to talk, but he didn’t want to just yet. He felt like a pussy, but the thought of their life changing so drastically still weighed on him. The club offered him a respite from reality, and he needed that in the worse way at that moment in his life.
“Give me another,” he said to Brandi who was subbing for Rusty. The three prospects were busy loading the SUVs with guns and grenades. When the prospects weren’t available, the club women picked up the bartending duties.
“Here you go, sweetie. You look like you lost your best friend. Do you wanna talk about it?” Brandi leaned over and smiled when Axe glanced at her tits.
“I’m good.” He swiveled on the stool, his back to her.Baylee’s overjoyed about the baby. Why the fuck can’t I be? Maybe it’s different for a woman because the baby’s growing inside her.For him, everything felt the same way as it did when she first told him she was pregnant. His mother’s face floated in front of him. He couldn’t remember how many times she’d told him during his growing years that she hadn’t wanted him but his dad had insisted she had him. And then his dad had blown and his mom had acted like it was Axe’s fault she was stuck with him.Why am I thinking abouther? He wasn’t anything like his mom, or was he?
He placed his empty glass on the bar. Baylee just didn’t get it because she had two parents who loved each other and were crazy about her.She has no idea how it felt to be around parents who didn’t give a damn about you.So how in the hell could he tell her he was scared of being like them? He was an Insurgent and being afraid wasn’t okay.
“Another one.” He looked behind his shoulder at Brandi who smiled and winked while pouring him a double.
“You better take it easy. We got some serious shit going down tonight,” Jerry said, taking the stool next to his.
“I’m fine.”
“What’s up with you? You’ve been off for the past week.” Jerry brought the beer bottle to his mouth.
“I just got some shit going on at home right now.”
“Yeah me too, but when I got shit going on it’s a double pain in the ass because I gotta always deal with Banger too. Fuck. Every time I say or do something that upsets or pisses Kylie off, she runs to Daddy and tells him. Then Banger gets up my ass. I fuckin’ hate that.”
Axe nodded. “That sucks for sure. Are you sure Kylie’s telling Banger shit, or is he just picking up on it ’cause she’s his daughter?”
Jerry shook his head. “I’m not sure if she tells him all the time, but he fuckin’ knows it. Either way, it’s a pain in the royal ass.”
“What’s the problem you got going on now?” Axe asked.
“I’m pissed that Kylie’s in grad school. She didn’t even ask me how I felt about her going on with her studies. I missed her like hell this past semester so she said she’d do the classes online so we could be together. Now she’s basically telling me she can’t do much for the next four months. And I think she’s gonna go to summer school. It sucks.”
“What’s she studying?”
“Something in education. She wants to work with kids that have problems. I don’t even know why she had to go to grad school. She doesn’t need it because we want a family and she’ll be home with the kids, so what’s the point of it all? I wanna get going on starting our family soon.”
Axe leaned back against the bar. “Maybe she doesn’t want a family just yet. Just because you do doesn’t mean she wants it to. Maybe she wants some time before she gets saddled down. Kids change everything.” He drained his glass.
For a few seconds Jerry didn’t say anything, and then he nodded. “That’s right. You’re gonna be a dad. Why the fuck didn’t you tell any of us? Kylie told me.”
Staring straight ahead, he shrugged. “Didn’t really think about it, and I don’t want to talk about it.” Jerry gave him a funny face, and Axe stood up, his head jerking to the front door. “Hawk’s telling us to come over. It’s time for us to fuck up some assholes real bad.” He sauntered to the door with Jerry following behind.
Once outside, he and Jerry joined the other men huddling near the cars. The wind was bitter as it sliced through Axe, and he zipped up his leather jacket and stomped his feet on the frozen ground. Cruiser handed him a joint, and he cupped his hands and lit it, capturing the frosty air as he inhaled deeply.
“Rock and Tiny have been surveying the compound for the past couple of days. As they tell it, the fuckers are cocky as hell and don’t have anyone standing guard,” Hawk said.
“That’s ’cause they don’t think we know it’s them. They did a good job making the network think it was bikers.” Banger took the joint Cruiser handed him.
“The way we see it, they got only eight people max staying at the farm. They don’t have anyone watching the warehouses. We figured a couple of them are for growing weed, a smaller one looks like a meth lab, and the rest are for storing dope and guns,” Tiny said. The six foot three man built of muscle and grit made citizens move out of his way when he walked the streets of Pinewood Springs. With tats covering every inch of his arms and most of his chest and back, he was an imposing figure, and the average citizen who heard his road name didn’t dare snigger or ask where it’d come from.
“Any women or kids at the compound?” Hawk asked.