Page 34 of Flirt

I put a fist to my mouth and feigned a cough to cover my laughter. Devil, Jag, and Crusher, on the other hand, didn’t have a problem laughing out loud.

River, who sat beside Jag with Poppy on his lap, rubbed her belly, then slapped Jag’s arm. “You won’t think it’s funny when Poppy says stuff like that or our son,” she pointed to her stomach.

Bailey looked at River from her spot. She sat on one side of Neely while Devil sat on the other side of the little girl. “I would reach over and smack Lance, but we all know the chance this one...” she rubbed her stomach, “...after he is born,notsaying or doing inappropriate things is a stretch, and we’d all be in denial if we thought different.” Every one of us laughed at Devil’s expense as he glared at Bailey.

“When the babies get here, the boys are going to outnumber the girls five to three. Seven to three once River and Bailey deliver,” I mentioned.

“That’s cause girls rule, Uncle Flirt,” Neely said.

“No, they don’t,” Paxton argued.

“Bailey said so, and she knows everything, and you don’t,” Neely argued back.

“Guys are always right,” Tracker said, backing Paxton up, which showed loyalty to his brother. But I shook my head and leaned back in the chair because Tracker was going to get a lesson in no good came from saying stuff like that to women. Even a small one.

“Are not!” Ally stood, and so did Neely. Poppy, barely over a year, clapped her hands and watched from Jag’s lap. That had to be a bad sign of what was to come as she got older.

“We’re stronger and smarter, which makes us right,” Tracker sneered, and Neely lunged. The only thing that kept her from getting to Tracker was Devil when he grabbed the back of her shirt.

I glanced at Coast. “Brother, you going to step in?”

“He’s going to have to learn sometime. It might as well be today. Might save him a shit ton of trouble with women when he’s older.”

“True.”

“You didn’t have to stop her. She is just a little girl. And I wouldn’t hurt her,” Tracker said as he looked at Devil.

The brother smiled. “Wasn’t worried you’d hurt her, Trac. I was worried about her hurting you.” Tracker looked at Neely, and she grinned at him. The same shit-eatin’ grin she shared with Devil. For the age gap between the half-siblings, they sure shared a lot of characteristics.

“Boys aren’t smarter because they don’t think with their brains. They think with their penises. Aunt Carly says so,” Ally sneered at Tracker.

“Ally. You’re not supposed to repeat what grownups say,” Carly answered, affronted.

“Really, babe. You picked that one to go with?” Crusher said to Carly and lifted a brow at her.

I leaned closer to Coast and lowered my voice, “You know, it’s probably a good thing the boys are going to outnumber the girls. I have a feeling they’re going to need those numbers to deal with them.”

“I agree. The teenage years on the compound should be interesting,” Coast admitted.

“Our dads lived through it,” I pointed out.

“Yeah, but there weren’t any girls in the mix,” Coast responded. I didn’t get a chance to reply. Mac walked in, and the room went quiet.

She smiled. “Black Hawk MC has three new members. Archer Weston at eight pounds twelve ounces and twenty-two inches long. Lock Carver at six pounds two ounces and eighteen and a half inches long. Key Carver at six pounds and eighteen inches. Mothers and babies are all fine. And both dads stayed on their feet through it all.”

Everyone whooped and hollered, and I watched as Coast went and hugged Mac. When everyone settled down, Mac added, “After the parents and babies have a few minutes alone, you’ll be able to go back. Ally, you get to come with me now to meet your brother.”

Ally jumped from her seat and grabbed hold of the hand Mac held out. After they left, everyone started talking, and Crusher pulled out his phone and started texting. The dads had left that morning on a ride to Canada. When the women went into labor, they had turned around. The hospital would be the first place they stopped when they rode into town.

I leaned my head against the wall and watched my brothers interact with their families. We had been together from the day each of us was born. They were my club brothers, the brothers of my heart, and my best friends. I had witnessed each fall as their woman entered their life. Leaving me, the last man standing.

If all went as I planned, I wouldn’t be for long.

We were all talking when Mac walked in thirty minutes later and announced, “Sami and Luna are ready for visitors.”

“We can split up. Half visits Sami, and the other half visits Luna, then we can swap,” Carly suggested.

“If someone needs to stay here with the kids, I can. Then one of you can spot me after you have seen the babies,” I volunteered because that would allow me to put off the inevitable a while longer.

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