As if timed perfectly, the door opened again, and in walked Eve, and she was in gear.
THREE DAYS AFTER CHILDBIRTH.
Behind her, lugging baby things, and with Violet was Dakota, and he had the same stink face on that Rogue had.
Oh, and Jagger.
“Did someone need backup?” Eve asked.
Stella stared at her.
“Why does she get to have a gun and go out?” she asked. “I gave birth days ago. She literally just popped a kid out three days ago.”
Zayn didn’t miss a beat.
“Because Mamba and Adder are batshit insane, and their husbands can’t control the crazy. I can. That’s why you can’t have a gun.”
Dakota was bum-rushed by Elizabeth, who was already holding a baby.
“Give me the boychild,” she said. “Now.”
He passed Cash off and Elizabeth somehow managed to cuddle and coddle Tulip and Cash at the same damn time. That was some mothering skills right there.
Dakota could barely handle one kid at a time.
He clued them in.
“My wife insisted on coming here,” he said, as Violet went and hugged Maura. “I’m not happy. She assured me that her uterus is fine. I think that’s bullshit, but she’s not listening to me. I also can’t get near her uterus for six weeks to see if she’s lying to me.”
She reassured him, again.
“Babe, he was an easy birth. You saw how quickly he came out, and how Rogue and Jagger caught him.”
That had Zayn’s attention.
“Wait. They saw the garden of Eve?” he asked.“ALL OF IT?”
Dakota sighed.
“And here we go. Thanks, my love. My life just got bitchier.”
Zayn grinned.
“How come no one told me about this part?” he asked. “You know, the garden of Eve.”
Merry took a stab at it.
“Because you’re a cuntasaurus and would make inappropriate comments that piss Dakota off. Oh, and he paid us all off.”
Dakota actually laughed.
He didn’t pay them off, but Merry was funny. Honestly, he needed a laugh right about now or he was going to lose his damn mind.
Jagger whistled, getting everyone’s attention. They all turned and stared at him.
They had something to settle.
His wife was going out?