Page 22 of Claim Me

“Stop thinking about my pussy and focus on spending money on me,” Siobhan announces, seeming to have gotten her confidence back. “During our movie and a meal, I want you to talk about yourself, even if you just share old stories I’ve already heard. I’m going to listen differently now because I know what your dick looks like.”

Shaking my head, I hate how she laughs at my frustration. But I’m also relieved she isn’t angry with me.

“I’ve never gone on a date before.”

“I’ve only dated Sync and a few nerds who slipped past your net. I haven’t gotten to hold a guy’s hand and flirt in so long,” Siobhan says before adding in a softer tone, “I’m glad I get to do it with you.”

Frowning, I step back. “You’re being too nice.”

“No, I gave you attitude earlier. I also mentioned your dick to make you feel awkward. I’m my usual bitchy self.”

A smile warms my face. “I wish I did things different at the clubhouse.”

“I’m not,” she says and pats her belly. “I hope we have a little boy. I want to name him Bishop after the android from ‘Aliens.’ You know, just to fuck with Carys.”

My stomach flips sideways at the thought of me as a father.What child deserves that horseshit?Before I can get too upset, I imagine my kid in Siobhan’s arms. She cuddles so much with her twins.

“It’s okay, Indigo,” Siobhan says, reacting to something on my face. “I don’t know what I’m doing here, either, but we’ll figure it out. We aren’t strangers. I trust you. I hope you can trust me.”

Siobhan has the power to silence my past and brush aside the garbage rustling around in my head. When her beautiful blue eyes focus on me, I can’t see anyone else.

That’s what happens right now. The world narrows down to her smiling face, and I break free of the burden of being me.

SIOBHAN

A part of me expected to see Indigo and immediately know whether he was mine. Yet, he looks like the same person I’ve known for half my life. Handsome and a little skittish, Indigo didn’t transform into a new person after he stuck his dick in me.

I still have to be in charge of the mood and momentum of a situation. He is a badass on the road and in a fight, but the man is solidly a follower. He doesn’t trust his instincts when it comes to decision-making. That’s why he’s most comfortable around his group of friends. Between Bear, Golden, and Tack, no one else has a chance to say or do much. Even Sync tends to get bossy under certain circumstances. Amid all those big egos, Indigo will quietly wait for them to stop bitching and make a decision he can follow.

I don’t need Indigo to be a leader. My father isn’t one, yet he’s no wuss. He doesn’t mind a strong woman or listening to others. I’d rather fall in love with someone like my dad than an alpha like my uncles Zoot and Caveman.

The latter is keeping an eye on Indigo and me. As much as I appreciate his protective nature, I can’t have him butting his nose in my business just yet.

“Don’t tell Caveman about the baby,” I whisper to Indigo. “Or Dot.”

“Because you’re embarrassed?”

Stroking his beard, I fight the urge to smack some sense into him. Of course, Indigo doesn’t choose to say dumb shit. He simply got wired wrong as a little boy when he was still malleable. Now he’s hardened into this flawed self-hating man. Fortunately, he’s very handsome and sweet. Otherwise, I’d be running in the opposite direction.

“Because I haven’t told my family yet. Can you imagine if Caveman knew before my dad? It’d break Elvis’s big heart.”

Indigo’s expression shifts when he considers protecting people. He loses his self-loathing bullshit and gets his head back in the game.

“I won’t say anything.”

“Does he know we slept together?” I ask as my uncle loses the ability to control his feet and starts marching in our direction.

“No, but he probably suspects as much.”

I smile at Caveman who smirks at my overly happy expression. “Come to cause trouble, lass?”

“Sure. Why not?”

“The boy’s doing fine in the hills.”

Sensing Caveman is growing territorial, I blurt out, “We’re going on a date.”

“Tonight?”

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