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I swallow hard and say, “She’ll be at her office until six.”
“I’ll head there now,” she confirms, then says, “You’ll win her back, baby, I promise.”
Fuck I hope she’s right.
“Tate, daddy’s on the phone,” Mama calls before I hear a squeal in delight, making me smile. My daughter's little voice comes through the phone as she says, “Daddy, daddy, guess what?!”
I chuckle, “What, sugar plum?”
“I did a handstand!” she whispers excitedly, and I grin wide, replying, “That’s great, baby,” before I say, “I need you to do me a favor, Tate. I need you to be a very good girl for me.”
She giggles, “Daddy, I’m always good for Grammie,” and I shake my head with a smile as the brothers walk over, Cage throwing me a finger salute, which I return as I say, “Not for Grammie baby, for Sky…” and the boys look at me with raisedbrows, but I ignore them and say, “you’re going to spend the night with her.”
Tate screams, “Yes!” before the phone goes dead, and I laugh a little as I drop my phone from my ear.
“You’re letting Skylar have Tate for the night?” Psycho confirms, and I hum and admit, “Yeah, I just need to tell her first.”
Psycho and Medic laugh, and I shake my head as I bring up Skylar’s office number and state, “Just give me a minute to make the call, then we’ll catch up with the van.”
Both men nod, and I press the number, hoping Caitlyn doesn’t answer.
It rings four times before my girl’s sweet voice echoes in my ear as she says, “Angel’s Accountants, Skylar speaking.”
My mouth parts in shock.
“Angel’s accountants, as in Angel’s Kids?” I confirm with shock, and both men frown my way, but I shake my head at them.
Skylar sighs, “You knew I was doing a double major.”
I reply, “Yeah, I did, but I didn’t know you were going to create an amazing nonprofit that the club may want to contribute to, precious, and the name…”
“The name was to honor Mama. I wouldn’t be where I am today without her. Now, is there a reason why you’ve called?” she says, and I swallow hard.
Fuck me, this girl is amazing, and my respect for Anna has tripled.
I clear my throat and reply, “Yeah, I need you to start closing up shop,” she cuts in, “Fury, I’m not,” I don’t let her finish, and I state, “My mama is meeting you outside of your office, Tate wants to spend the night with her favorite person.”
Skylar sucks in a breath, and I say, “Other than you, that little girl is my everything, and I’m showing you, Sky, that I trust youwith my everything, now go spend some time withourgirl. I love you.”
I hang up before she can say anything else, and Psycho confirms, “Skylar owns Angel’s Kids?” with shock lacing his voice.
I nod and mutter, “Yeah, and it is becoming apparent there is a lot we don’t know about my girl, a lot she’s been keeping from me, the club, even managing to hide it all from Venom and his hacking.”
Shaking my head, I put my phone away and start my bike, revving it, and I state, “Not a word to anyone until she’s ready,” and they nod and I mutter, “Let’s ride, brothers,” and they follow suit, looking gobsmacked at the news.
Skylar not only opened her own accounting office but also a nonprofit which was opened four fucking years ago and has become successful, and now, I’m beginning to see Anna had a massive role in both.
Later that night, I’m in bed, my mind still wandering, when my phone beeps, and I sigh, reaching over for it.
A picture of Sky and me grinning at the camera during a movie night sits on the nightstand, and I eye it for a moment before grabbing my device and waking it up. The picture of Skylar and Tate when she was a baby comes into view.
Tate had just had her vaccines, and I couldn’t calm her, so Sky took her from my arms without a word and settled her instantly.
I couldn’t help myself in taking the picture.
Sighing, I pull up my messages, but suck in a breath seeing a message from Sky, something she hasn’t done since I ended things. I quickly open the thread I refused to delete to see the new message.
My heart melts as a picture of her and Tate both grinning at the camera in their matching pajamas, the caption stating, ‘Night, Daddy!’ catching my attention.
