“Is King coming?” Scorpion asked.
“He is. He’s bringing his old lady and a few others. One of them is his brother Declan and his family.”
“Oh, fuck, Prez, Declan? Seriously?” Dutch asked.
King’s brother Declan, who was really his uncle, was the sheriff in Diamond Creek where King’s chapter of the Silver Shadows resided. He’d been a beat cop here in Arkansas and had arrested Dutch more than once.
“Best be on your best behavior, old man.” Crater laughed, and Dutch punched him on the shoulder.
“Who the fuck you calling old?”
I tapped the gavel on the worn wooden table to get their attention. “We’ll have a full house. I want you all on your best fucking behavior. This is my old lady’s family. Some of whom she will be meeting for the first time.”
“Prez?”
“Yeah?”
Falcon looked at Eagle before asking, “If she’s your old lady, why doesn’t she wear a cut?”
I’d been waiting for this question. The truth was, I hadn’t asked her to. Not yet. I told her she was still my old lady and made it clear I wasn’t letting her go. But I wouldn’t ask her to wear the cut until I knew she was ready.
“I fucked up, guys. More than fucking once. And until she forgives me, until she’s ready to let me back into her life completely, I won’t ask her to wear her cut.”
“You sure she still has it?” Tito asked.
I was sure. I’d seen it hanging in the closet when I went into her room. She didn’t know I was in there, and I wasn’t trying to invade her privacy, but I left her little gifts I knew she hadn’t noticed yet.
“She still has it.” I smiled at the men around the table, and each and every one of them smiled back.
Chapter Thirty-Two
Morgan
I was freaking out.
My father would be here any minute. My brother and my uncle were on their way, not to mention my cousin. I hadn’t met Blade when I was married to Jude because he was still a prospect.
Now I was meeting him, his old lady, and their son.
Add to that his old lady was also my cousin. She was my uncle Declan’s daughter. I didn’t know the whole story, only that he thought her mom had an abortion, until he met her last year.
Then with Declan came Maureen. I knew who Maureen was. She was Duncan’s sister-in-law as well as my father’s sister-in-law now. And she was bringing her daughter Colleen, and her new son who was only a few months old.
I looked around the main room; there was still so much that needed to be done.
“Hey, baby. What do you need?”
Jude came up behind and put his arms around my waist, laying his hands on my small bump. I let myself revel in it, but I didn’t lean into him. If I did, I’d never move away.
I stepped forward out of his embrace and had to blink back the tears. I hated these freaking hormones.
“The tables aren’t set up; the place is so dark and gloomy. King has been here, so he knows what to expect, but my dad and my uncle...” My voice trailed off as I tried not to cry.
Jude pulled me against his chest and this time I did lean into him. It was all so overwhelming.
“Baby, your father has been here. Sure, he probably didn’t notice the décor while he was knocking my ass on the ground.”
I pulled back to glare at him. “You’re not helping.”