Cara looks up at me and some of the fury turns into… sympathy? Does she think I feel bad for her? Because I don’t. I know my sister wouldn’t just beat the shit out of Ivy for sport. She did something and I guess we’re all about to find out.
“I told you to stop messing with this bitch,” she says, shaking her head. “Four years ago, do you remember a chocolate girl you met in a club with long black curly hair, and chocolate-brown eyes?”
Oooookay, that is not what I expected her to say.
“You’re beating the shit out of Ivy for some hookup from my past?”
“Do you remember her?!” she shouts.
My sister is on edge, and I have no idea why. When I look around the room, everyone looks just as confused as me. My parents are looking worried, and Viper looks furious. I decide to see where this is going.
“Yeah, I remember her. Bianca. I gave her my number, but she never called me.”
I waited for her call for months. She was like no other woman I had ever encountered. She kept me laughing all night in the club. I love a woman with a great sense of humor and Bianca had plenty of it. She was sassy and sexy. Something about her just called to me. From the second I laid eyes on her, I knew I had to have her. She was the only woman I ever wanted to see again. When she didn’t call, I kicked my own ass for not getting her number. The sex with her was so fuckin’ intense.
I couldn’t keep my hands off her that night. I fucked her four times before Viper called and told me he needed me back at the club. Her body was so damn perfect. Her taste… fuck, I ate her pussy for so long I could still taste her when I woke up the next morning. That night was literally hands down the best sex I have ever had.
“Oh, she called. She wanted to let you know she was pregnant. But this bitch answered your phone, told her she was your wife, and that Bianca needed to get an abortion because you two didn’t want anything to do with her bastard baby.”
Gasps go around the room and Ivy looks up at Cara in shock. “Yeah, bitch, I know all about the bullshit you fed her.” Ivy’s eyes gloss over, but I completely ignore her. I don’t know what kind of game Bianca is playing, but I wrapped my shit every time.
“Sis, that’s impossible. I used a condom every time,” I tell her.
“Did you actually pay attention in sex ed, Cam? Condoms are not a hundred percent guarantee. It looks like your swimmers were the real deal.”
“How do you know she isn’t playing you, Cara?”
Cara looks down and sighs. “They have our eyes, Cameron,” she whispers. Torch sits up next to me because this is no longer a battle of he said she said. Having our family’s bright golden eyes is not common.
Wait a minute. Did she just say they?
“They?” my mom asks, stepping forward with tears streaming down her face. Cara pulls out her phone and clicks a few times, then turns it to me and Mom. My mom gasps and covers her mouth, and I’m left speechless. These three little girls look just like my sister. Mom has plenty of pictures of Cara as a toddler and the resemblance is crazy.
My heart is rapidly beating as I think about everything that I missed. I wasn't quite ready for kids just yet but that doesn't mean I would shy away from my responsibilities. Looking at these little girls they’ve already stacked a claim on my heart, and I haven't even met them. These little girls are mine and I was robbed of showering them with the love that they deserved.
A sob breaks from Ivy and now I’m furious. The bitch cost me so much valuable time with my daughters. I charge at her, but Torch stops me. “When?” I snarl at her while trying to break free of my brother’s hold.
She cries harder and, when Cara makes a move for, she shirks back. “It was always the timing. She would call when you got into the shower after we finished. I’m sorry, Blade. We can work this?—”
Ivy shuts up when Cara pulls her gun. “I would be very quiet if I were you. My patience is nonexistent at the moment and it’s taking everything in me not to kill you in front of my parents.”
Viper steps forward and turns to Ivy. “What you did went too far, Ivy. We’re going to have church to discuss what to do about you. Levi, take Ivy to her room and make sure she doesn’t leave.” Levi drags a screaming and kicking Ivy out of the room. After Viper dismisses the rest of the bunnies and prospects, we head to church.
I want this shit over now, so I can focus on my girls. My parents try to ask for more details, but Cara promises them once church is out, she’ll fill them in on everything. Once we take our seats, Viper brings the gavel down. “Okay, everyone heard what Ivy did. Blade, since this revolves around you, what do you want to do?”
“I want her out, Prez. I missed years with my daughters. Fuck, I’m still trying to wrap my mind around having three daughters.” Some of the guy’s chuckle but there’s no laughter in it. Every man at this table is fuming and my sisters look murderous. They don’t get a vote because they’re not officially a part of the club, but I know what their vote would be if they did.
“I think we should let her stay,” Thor says. When everyone turns to him with a growl, he holds his hands up in defense. “Hear me out. If we let her leave, there’s no telling what kind of stunt she’ll try and pull. What Ivy did was fucked up, but it doesn't warrant a death sentence. None of us would okay offing her. If we let her stay, she’ll be forced to see Blade moving on. She’s bound to do something stupid and then we take out the trash.”
“So, basically you want to give her enough rope to hang herself?” Axel asks.
“Exactly. Look at all the shit Candy pulled on Cara, and she was in the clubhouse. Imagine what Ivy will do if we set her free.”
He has a good point, but I don’t want to look at the conniving bitch any longer than I have to. While we don't believe in harming woman, I really want to strangle Ivy. The more I think over everything Thor just said I'm slowly leaning toward that option. Setting Ivy free would give her room to plot and scheme. I've seenFatal Attraction. If Ivy was deranged enough to withhold information about me being a father, there's no telling what she would do if I were to cut her loose. I mean the girl just blacked Kitts’s eye because I fucked her. I'm really starting to see Ivy for the crazy bitch she really is. Keeping an eye on her might be the smartest move. We don't need a repeat of the Candy fiasco. If she stays, I’m moving into my house. I stay in the clubhouse most of the time, but when I want down time, I go home. If Ivy stays, I’ll be there permanently.
“Are you okay with that being an option, Blade?”
“Yeah. If there isn’t any more ideas, let’s vote. I want this over with.”