Page 54 of Sinful Secrets

“What do I think? I think I want to bend you over the pool table and fuck you in front of everyone so they know that you're mine. I also want to put you over my shoulder and take you back to my room and spank your ass for looking so damn hot in front of my brothers. Because the way they are looking at you makes me want to kick their asses,” he states.

He reaches for my hip, pulling me to stand in-between his legs. “You look fucking hot, baby, but I'm going to take off the clothes so I can fuck you,” he states, kissing my neck.

Chapter Thirty-Five

Khan

Sitting outside watching Talitha play with the kids in the play area, seeing her the way she is with them, I want nothing more than her fucking pregnant with my kids.

Rubble walks up beside me, lighting a cigarette. “So, I give it… what… a month and she will be carrying your kid,” he points out.

“I am fucking planning on it,” I state seriously. I turn to him. “How are you doing, brother?” I ask. I know he still has feelings for Serena and coming back here cannot have been an easy choice for him to make.

He shrugs. “It is what it is. I can’t do anything about it. Shit, I have enough pussy to distract me. It’s all good, brother.” His gaze lands on Serena pushing Viola in the baby swing.

I shake my head. “Stop torturing yourself, brother. Move on, find someone that won’t end up with you getting killed or stripped of your patch.”

“Yeah, no bitch is worth that hassle,” he says, flicking his cigarette and walking off.

I pull out my phone and ring the local realtor. If I'm going to be serious about starting a family with her, I'm going to finally need a place of my own.

I tell Talitha that I have to run some club errands while I go and view a three-bed farmhouse just two miles up the road. As soon as she mentioned it, I jumped on it.

I turn down the drive to the house and already I have a good feeling in my gut about it. There is a porch swing at the front of the house and a tree with a tyre swing on it.

I meet the realtor and she shows me around the house. It’s fucking perfect. “So, what’s the cost?” I ask.

“Looking at offers around two hundred thousand,” she states.

I nod. “I will take it, tell them I will pay one hundred and eighty, cash,” I state, walking out and back to my bike.

She runs after me. “But they are asking for two hundred,” she states.

“I know, but the heaters are over twenty years old, they will need replacing as well as the wooden decking out the back. Tell them my offer and if they accept it, I will be moving in within the next month. Call me later and let me know what they say,” I state before I start up my bike and pull off, leaving the realtor stood there.

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Rip calls church. None of us know why or what for, so it makes us a little uneasy.

“So, I know y’all be wondering why I called a sudden meeting.” He pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Oh, what the fuck is going down now?” Mammoth sighs.

Rips lips twitch, fighting a smile. He reaches down and chucks a pile of money in the centre of the table.

“Our share from the guns we took from the cult.” He smiles. Each of the brothers lean forward, taking their share.

“Now that you got your money and y’all happy, I got some news. It’s news that will change a few things around here.” He pauses.

We all moan and grumble, all tired and just wanting to relax and enjoy our lives for a while before the next shit-storm comes along.

Rip rubs his face and sighs. “Rose is pregnant,” he states, smiling.

“What the fuck, Pres? I thought you were going to lay a load of shit on us then.” Mammoth laughs. The brothers all take turns in congratulating him.

“Happy for you, Pres, and I know I speak for all the brothers here when I say that we hope it’s a girl because watching you lose your shit as she gets older will be fucking hilarious,” I tease, and the brothers laugh and agree.

“Don’t even fucking joke about that shit. A smaller version of Rose and I'm fucked.” He sighs. “But seriously, as she gets further along, she ain’t going to be able to help us like she does, so don’t get shot, stabbed or anything else.” The brothers all chat amongst themselves, but Rip stops them. “There’s more and it’s not good news,” he states.

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