Page 94 of Savage

Boyd’s mouth twitched. “Girlfriend? Fuck me. She looks about forty; talk about a cougar. Why he wants to date someone that old is beyond me,” he snorted.

“Isn’t she the same age as Nixon?” I questioned with a frown.

“Yep. That’s my point. Fucking ancient.”

Everyone smirked as Nixon belted from the bar area, “I heard that, you cheeky little fucker.” His comeback unfortunately encouraged a scolding from his wife, Jenna, who was just on her way back from the pool house.

“Nixon, no bad language around the baby,” she chided, bouncing Tabitha in her arms as she walked past. Hopefully, her little bundle smelled less savoury than she did ten minutes prior.

Nixon’s eyes latched onto her tiny frame which was still perfect considering she’d given birth. She wore a one-piece swimsuit; stating that she felt uncomfortable in a bikini when we all knew it was because her husband didn’t like her showing too much flesh. He was extremely possessive and controlling when she allowed him to be, of course. He didn’t completely wear the trousers as he worshipped the ground she walked on and would do anything for her. “Apologies my love,” Nixon replied fondly, eyeing his family with an expression of sheer contentment as she sashayed past him, joining her sister on her towel.

Boyd snorted rudely at his brother’s endearment. “Yeah, because that’s what I’m jealous of, being under the thumb. You’re all pussy whipped.” He then placed his bottle on the ground and held out his arms saying, “Come and give Uncle Boyd a love.”

Jenna’s nose scrunched up. “I’m not sure I want you holding your niece when you label women that way.”

“Ah, come on. She knows she wasn’t included in that statement. Tabby’s smile would knock any guy to his knees,” he stated, staring at her adoringly.

Jenna rolled her eyes and moved forward, handing Tabitha (aka Tabby) over to her giant of an uncle. The baby gurgled; her chubby cheeks puffed out as she smiled up at Boyd. I watched in fascination as the large burly man handled the baby like he was a father himself. He bounced her up and down on his knee and cooed down at her with an affectionate look. Who would have thought it? He was genuinely smitten.

“You look good with a baby,” I pointed out and the girls nodded. I heard Jax snort from behind me and shot him a glance. “What? He does,” I added, grinning back at Boyd with a wink.

Jax grunted before moving to sit behind me, wrapping his muscular arms around my waist, manoeuvring us both so we were sitting on the side of the sunbed. I could feel the apex of his thighs at the bottom of my back and I snuggled in. My shoulders were against his firm chest and he rested his hands on my bare legs. We’d been sitting in the sun for most of the day and I was still whiter than white. Jax tanned in minutes, it was so unfair. Jenna was also incredibly pale with long white blonde hair; the others were all golden. Lucky sods.

“I reckon you and I would look good with a baby if you get my meaning?” Boyd suddenly piped up with a cocky wink, I had always been amazed by his overconfidence.

“You wouldn’t look good with my fist in your face. How about you shut the fuck up, and I allow you to leave with all your limbs attached?” Jax replied, resting his chin on my shoulder.

“Easy princess, fucking hell,” Boyd chuckled, placing a gentle kiss on the top of Tabitha’s head before giving her back to her mummy.

It was summer and we were all enjoying the sunshine. We didn’t have many occasions like this due to everyone being so busy and it was nice to share the day. The banter continued to flow.

“What? I can’t help it if your girlfriend keeps giving me the eye. I’m guessing she’s wondering what all the fuss is about.” I knew exactly what Boyd was doing and it wasn’t wise. Jax could get insanely jealous at the flick of a switch, even with his friends. “Well, I can tell you, it’s in my pants and it's much more impressive than Jax’s.”

“Whilst I do enjoy a game of who’s got the biggest dick, I’ll pass I think,” Jax replied as he wrapped his arms around me, making me feel like I was the most precious thing in the world to him. Jax didn’t need to prove himself to anyone and Boyd knew that.

“Fuck me, you give in fast these days. That’s what you get for being a woman’s puppet.”

“Stop being an aggravating dickhead, Boyd,” Amy scolded with an eye roll. “You know it’s only going to end with someone getting punched in the face.”

“Surely that’s one of Boyd’s specialities,” I snorted.

“What, being a dickhead or getting punched in the face?” Jenna questioned.

“Both,” Amy smirked.

“Bite me, brat. I know when a woman wants it,” he tittered, that boyish grin spreading across his features as he glanced over my shoulder to see Jax’s reaction to his wind-up attempt.

“You’re such a twat,” Amy barked with an eye roll.

He then settled back into his seat, the humour in his eyes reaching across the small space that separated us. “Usually, girls only call me that after I’ve screwed them and booked them a taxi.”

“You’re so gross, Boyd. How do you ever expect to get a girlfriend?” Amy snorted, whilst playing with the baby who sat happily on Jenna’s lap.

His nostrils flared. “Me, take on a girlfriend and deprive the female population of my cock? Surely that would be one of life’s tragedies?”

“Please, no swearing in front of the baby,” Jenna tutted, lifting Tabitha onto her shoulder, and rubbing her back.

“Boyd, enough.” Nixon boomed from the bar.

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