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Mama speaks up and says, “No, actually. We thought we’d eat here if that is alright.”

Essy smiles tightly and then states, “That is fine but first… " She looks between the men and demands, “Which one of you is Butcher?”

I tilt my head and raise a brow while Butcher says, “I am Butcher…” with uncertainty.

She nods, then sneers, “What you did was really shitty, and you’ve lost an amazing family member. Make it right and fix it!”

Louise looks away, and a grin appears while Mama chuckles as my girl points at my dad and sneers, “You are supposed to be his father. His happiness comes beforeeverything, including your club, and if he ever decides to give you a second chance, something you should pray for, by the way, next time someone forces him to try and do something even you wouldn’t want to do, stop them and be a fricking parent!” she shakes her head, “I could never imagine my father forcing me to date someone just to keep them in line,” she looks at Butcher, “I couldn’t care less if your daughter was some ancient princess, you don’t force a sixteen-year-old boy to date someone he never even looked twice at let alone once, threatening his legacy, his family and honestly for a club president, it is quite pathetic that you can’t control your own daughter.”

Louise and Mama high-five as my shoulders shake with silent laughter hearing my girl scold grown-ass adult men, biker men at that.

Dad nods and states, “I like you,” as Butcher declares, “You will make an amazing old lady to the VP of the club.”

I shake my head because, yeah, that is not happening. As if knowing my mind, my amazing girl reminds them, “He handed in his cut, so I’ll make do with just his girl.”

That said, she kisses Aiden’s cheek and walks to the counter to plate up the food she didn’t sell, and I raise a brow at my family, the men looking guilty as the women grin widely.

Butcher clears his throat and admits, “I thought we could start fresh,” I shake my head about to decline, but he continues, “Starting with making amends,” and I swallow hard. He continues, “I can’t change the past. I can’t change my actions or the fear I had at losing my daughter, not seeing her for who she had become but what I can do is make things right with you, gain your trust again as well as your girl’s, who I really like by the way, and hope that one day, maybe not tomorrow, or even next month, you’ll decide to wear your cut again. Bullet misses you on the sidelines at the ring. He misses practicing with you, and all the brothers just fucking miss you, us included.”

I look at Louise as she says, “If I’d known what they were doing, I would have stopped them, Jokester,” I flinch at my old road name, and she sighs, “As soon as you started dating my daughter, you changed, and I just didn’t realize why. You were never happy and lost your spark, but I see that spark back. That woman makes you happy, and she seems like the sweetest girl,” she grins, “She’s even become Levi’s favorite person, which is enough for me. All we’re asking for is a chance to prove to you not only did all of us not know what Pitbull and Butcher were up to, but to prove we are still your family by starting here…please.”

I look at Aiden, who lays his head on my shoulder before I make eye contact with my girl. She places the last plate on the biggest table at the back of the room, giving me a soft smile that has me nodding. Without allowing me to change my mind, my family moves quickly to the back table, all while I keep my eyes locked with my girl.

I can do anything with her, and I know this, which is why I’ve allowed them to stay and without thinking too much about it, I’m walking over to the table and sitting next to Essy before Aiden climbs onto her lap. She lays her head on my shoulder as I wrap my arm around her, making my mama and Louise grin wide and my dad and Butcher look at my girl with softness.

They’ve never seen me this way with a woman before, never seen me willingly show affection to someone. This girl is everything to me, fucking everything. She comes before them and their feelings. She is why I keep going, and I just hope she can see that we can have this baby together.

I just hope my family doesn’t let me down again, that they don’t use my girl to get that leather back on my back, and, more importantly, that they keep Bethany away from her.

Chapter 20

Esmerelda

Ichewmybottomlip as I glance at the front door for the millionth time while I help Aiden build blocks. I'm trying my hardest not to panic and focus on my little brother, but I’m struggling.

Why did I agree to this?

What if they don’t like me?

I sigh. Damian should be here any minute, but he won’t be alone. It’s been nearly a week since his family showed up at my bakery, nearly a week since his mother wore him down for tonight to happen, and yeah, she may have roped Aiden into convincing him as well which nearly helped her lose.

Aiden is basically my boyfriend’s best friend, his little buddy. Using him to get what they wanted wasn’t the best of plans because when Damian agreed his face was red with anger because Honey got Aiden to ask him. The whole time his parents and family did nothing but plead and beg for him to sit down for a family meal so Damian could get everything out on the table, help clear the air, and for the brothers to convince him to go home.

He denied of course until Honey got Aiden involved.

As far as Damian’s concerned, the club is behind him now, but I know it isn’t. I see the pain he tries to hide every day. He misses his family, but he doesn’t trust them anymore. Though, he did agree to just his parents and my dad, much to Butchers and Louise’s dismay. He was already on the edge and they knew not to push him.

I twitch my nose and look at Aiden and smile a little seeing his tongue poking out as he tries to concentrate. Placing the triangle at the top of his tower being the little cutie that he is, minus the paint throwing last week and then the flooding the bathroom last night while he was in the bath, soaking me in the process all while dad laughed from the doorway.

I love this boy so much even with his messiness and my heart hurts with my mind going a million miles an hour. I need Damian to feel calm again despite the fear of having his parents here. I’m seven weeks pregnant and still not sure if I want to keep the baby. I know I’m running out of time to decide, I just don’t want to make the wrong choice and regret it in the long run.

I’m finishing school, but I’m taking over the bakery from Dad, something he won’t let slip through my fingers. I still live at home, and I watch my brother most days, and I’m scared.

There are so many reasons why continuing the pregnancy isn’t the best decision, and I’m so confused about what to do. It wasn’t planned, and yeah, it probably is a miracle, but I just don’t think I’m ready to be a mom.

Doesn’t help Damian isn’t giving me any guidance, only that he’ll stand by me. He says he doesn’t want me to sway anyway – jackass.

“They’re here, Mer, " Dad says, as he walks into the living area. I swallow hard but nod and he sighs, “It’s going to be okay.” and goes and opens the door.

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