Page 111 of The Originals

“In Virginia, and we’ll be there tomorrow, Jack. Just made a stop to see Cade and Drake,” Roman said.

Jack jerked his gaze to Saint.

Saint tucked his hands in his pockets and straightened his shoulders. “I’m just the driver, Jack.”

“Just the driver.” Jack snorted, shaking his head. “I expect more from you, Saint.”

Saint bowed his head, but Jack caught the small smile. He pulled out his wallet and walked toward the boys, pulling out a fifty-dollar bill. When Kase put out his hand, Jack ignored him, handing the cash to Saint.

“You make sure you get them back tonight, Saint.”

“I will, Jack.”

Jack walked toward the house and heard Kase shout. “Can we get a beer, Pop?”

Jack opened the door and glared back at them. “No.”

Fucking kids!

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Colleen had overheard the talk about Jack’s sons being at the clubhouse. She remembered him telling her they were away for a couple of weeks and wondered with them being back, if that would change things. Colleen would go the second Jack told her without any resistance. But secretly, her heart sank thinking she had to leave.

Jack walked inside, shaking his head, and Mick immediately sidled up next to him. They walked to the opposite side of the room and started what seemed like an intense conversation. She was so busy staring she hadn’t realized Maureen had called her name until she felt a soft tap on her shoulder. She jumped and spun around. Maureen chuckled and held up her hands.

“It’s just me.”

Colleen pressed her hand to her chest, snickering. “Sorry.”

“I know you’re not working, but do you know where the sodas are? Lyssa said they don’t have any more behind the bar.”

Colleen slid off her stool and hooked her thumb over her shoulder. “They’re usually out back in the cooler. I’ll grab you one.”

“No, Coll, I can get it,” Maureen said, but Colleen held up her hand and glanced down at Maureen’s flat stomach. It would only be that way for a short while.

“I’ll get it. Considering your condition, you deserve people waiting on you.”

Maureen snorted shaking her head. “My condition? I’m only five weeks pregnant.”

“Yes, and you should be spoiled for the next thirty-five.”

Colleen didn’t wait for a response. She walked out to the back and noticed the five boys standing near the corner of the clubhouse. They were checking out the bike at the end of the lot. They were so enthralled, they didn’t even look over when she was only a few feet away.

It probably wasn’t the smartest move on her end, but as they stood around empty-handed, she remembered her own brother sneaking her beers from her parents’ stash. It was a highlight to her youth.

“Hey, guys!”

All five boys glanced back at her and immediately turned. She recognized Kase and Caden. How could she not? They’d definitely gotten their good looks from their dad.

Kase stepped in front of the others. When his gaze dropped to her breasts, the corner of his mouth hiked.

“How’s it going?”

“Good.” She smiled, looking over at the others. “Who’s driving?”

The guy at the end with the purple eyes lifted his hand. She dug into the cooler and pulled out a soda, handing it to him.

“Thank you.”

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