Page 16 of Roam

Sprite didn’t want to tell Regina that she didn’t want to spend any money but didn’t know how to say no. Regina had led them over to shirts for Bluff Creek Ink along with Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC shirts and diner shirts.

“Feel free to grab some different shirts for you too, Clara, if you want them. Also for the kids. Bear and I have so much allotted a month as promotional items. They are the ones we give to family and friends to promote the businesses. We haven’t even come close to the allotment, so please help me spend it.”

Sprite wasn’t positive that Regina wasn’t just telling them that, but she did want to look good and wearing the shop’s logo shirts would be easy.

“Oh, what about this one, Sprite?”

Regina was holding up a tank top with the shop’s logo. Sprite loved tank tops or camis, and this was black with the logo on it. She hoped they had it in her size.

“I love that.”

“Well, get to shopping. You too, Clara.”

“Oh, I don’t need any shirts.”

Regina pulled a shirt out, and Sprite giggled. “Come on, Clara, this would be perfect for you since you’ll be staying in the clubhouse.”

“Umm, oh, well my...”

Clara stumbling over her words had Regina joining the laughter.

“So I have to ask. Are your men okay with you selling shirts like that?” Clara asked.

Sprite was wondering the same thing. She couldn’t imagine Roam would appreciate it if his name was the one on the shirt. The Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC logo was large across the front and at the bottom, the words Property of Cannon were printed.

“Well, I know that Scoop had a little bit of a problem when we had keychains with property of on them, but they sell really well. The shirts have been flying off the shelves since we got them two days ago. I’m not sure any of the guys, besides Bear, know that they’re here.”

Sprite decided she was staying out of it. She picked a couple shirts for herself and then found a cute Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC shirt and a Bluff Creek Ink shirt each for Blake and Oakley. She’d noticed Roam’s kids had them along with Phoebe. She didn’t want her kids to ever feel like she’d felt growing up. She didn’t believe the kids here would tease her kids but wanted to make Blake and Oakley feel a part of their little community.

When she got to where Regina was writing down the items, Clara had picked a Property of Cannon shirt along with a cute shirt for Regina’s Roadside Refuge. Regina glanced at the two shirts Sprite had for herself.

“Sprite, I still have a huge amount of promo money left for this month. If you plan on wearing those to work, I’d get enough so you can make it through the week without doing laundry. Plus, why don’t you grab a couple more duplicates for the kids. I can’t tell you how many times one of my grandkids gets something on the one they’re wearing and wants the exact shirt replaced.”

Regina’s kind eyes and words had her turning and getting a couple more. She had a great point. Laundry wasn’t one of her favorites and not having to wash work shirts during the week would be nice. By the time they’d finished, their food was ready.

Once they were in the car, Sprite had a hard time not opening the containers and tasting because the smell had her stomach rumbling. Now if she could enjoy lunch without drooling all over Roam.

ROAM HAD GOTTEN OAKLEY, Georgia and Casper buckled into booster seats. His mom was getting plates out while Sprite was having Phoebe show her and Blake where the silverware was in the clubhouse.

They’d decided to eat there because Regina had picked up enough for the guys in the garage and a couple others.

He had a little chuckle when he saw one of the T-shirts Clara had from the diner. He was one of the few brothers who didn’t have a problem with the property of items. As a businessman, he considered it a brilliant marketing move. It brought extra cash in for the club, which allowed them to do a lot of good things. Who cares if someone had Property of Roam on their shirt? Unless he was the one who gave it to his woman, it didn’t have meaning.

He’d never given Shanna his property cut. He realized now that he should have clued in that she wasn’t for him, and having kids together didn’t mean they needed to be married. She’d never been that kind and loving mom that he’d grown up with. He regretted that he hadn’t pulled his kids out of the situation, but he hadn’t wanted to fail. He’d allowed his need to succeed to cloud his reasoning. He and Shanna would have never had what he could see having with Sprite.

All the adults worked together to get plates in front of the kids, then filled their own plates.

Grant was sitting on one side of Blake and was pointing out what he liked for Blake to try. Blake was taking a bite of each and giving him her opinion.

“Mama Sprite, no offense because I love your mac ‘n’ cheese but I think you need to get the recipe for this one. It is de-li-cious.”

Sprite smiled. “No offense taken. Regina will have to let us know if they share the recipe.”

“Yes, we do. I’ll get it to you. I’m glad you like it, Blake. My boys loved it growing up. Roam would even get up during the night and have a midnight snack with it cold between two pieces of bread.”

Blake looked at him, scrunching up her nose. “That sounds yuck.”

“Don’t knock it until you’ve tried it,” Roam smiled at her staring at him to see if he was telling the truth.

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