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I twitch her nose as she admits, “To give them a chance, and maybe I could have the family I always wanted with Mama...”
Brick drops his head to Mama Lopez’s shoulder while Blade sags with relief, and I nod before leaning forward and gently pecking her lips, then whisper, “And I truly believe that will happen, and I’m proud of you.” making her smile.
This woman is strong, stubborn, and so goddamn precious, and calling her mine is a privilege I will never take for granted. She’s mine just like I’m hers.
Chapter 28
Skylar – Four Days Later
I wince and quickly freeze as the soup sloshes in the bowl while walking up the stairs, and I bite my lip, hoping it doesn’t spill.
Mama has been out of the hospital for two days, the doctors only keeping her for a further two after she woke up, and I haven’t left her side, meaning right now, not only am I on club property, but I’m inside Mama’s and Brick’s home, the house Blade grew up in.
It’s weird because I feel at home here, and I don’t really know what to make of those feelings. There are pictures of me on the walls, something I was originally mad at until Blade admitted Mama told Brick where the photos she had hidden of me growing up were and demanded he put them up, knowing I wouldn’t leave her side and that he wouldn’t allow her to stayat the apartment. Something he was shocked to learn Mama bought for me.
I honestly thought he’d resent her for having a relationship with me when I didn’t want one with him, but it turns out he’s grateful.
Who knew, huh?
Shaking my head, I slowly climb the stairs, my eyes on the soup, glass of water, and orange juice, and continue my way to Mama, wishing Nyx was still here to help break the ice with Brick.
Since I’ve been staying here in the guest room, so have Nyx and Tate, and they’ve barely left me until today. Nyx said it was time for Tate to return to a normal life, meaning preschool, something I was hesitant about, but Mama helped me understand it was needed.
She’s gone through a traumatic experience and still flinches when she sees a brothers cut.
“Okay, Mama, I have your soup,” I announce as I walk into the large, light main bedroom.
Mama sighs, “Sweet pea, I could have gotten that myself.”
Brick grins from where he’s sat at her bedside as I shake my head and bring the tray over, placing it on the table.
Mama isn’t one to be waited on hand and foot, and the fact that she’s bedbound for the next week ticks her off even more.
“Mama, you need to rest and heal,” Blade says from the couch where he’s spent most of his time, refusing to leave her.
“And you need to get back to the garage and to the clubhouse. You can’t expect Psycho to keep holding down the fort,” she replies as she tries to sit up but winces at her movement, and I scold, “Mama!”
She waves her hand at me, making me roll my eyes as Brick smiles at our relationship while Blade states, “I held down thefort while he was in a coma. It’s only fair…” and I laugh. I can’t help it.
It’s not like the man wanted to be in a coma for four months and then lose five years of his memories.
“Leo!” Mama snaps and my laughter doubles, but it soon stops when Mama scolds me, “And when was the last time you went to the office, missy?” and my mouth hangs open as she raises a brow and demands, “Well, when?”
I clear my throat, side-eyeing Blade, who grins wide, clearly liking the scolding being directed at me instead of him, and I gently rub my hip with my middle finger, making him laugh, and I admit to Mama, “Before Tate was taken.”
She sighs, “Skylar,” and I retort, “Mama….”
“Less of the lip!” she snaps making me flinch.
Damn that tone never gets easy from her.
Brick smirks and mutters, “Oh yeah, she definitely brought you up giving you that mama glare she has going on,” making Mama smile before she says, “You can’t shake your responsibilities,” she looks at Blade, “the pair of you. I’m okay, and besides, your father will see to it that I don’t lift a finger.”
“Mama, you’re more important than the club,” Blade states, and I nod in agreement because, yes, that is true and it is about damn time he realized that. Before I can open my mouth and declare she’s more important than everything, she points at me and states, “Angel’s Kids and Angel’s accountants are more important than me, so don’t even try it,” and I scowl as I sit on the chair near her bed.
“Wait Angel’s Kids?” Brick says with shock, and I swallow.
I promised to get to know him for Mama, but I haven’t really kept to that promise, and by the raised brow she’s currently giving me, she’s noticed. I haven’t said more than two words to him, whereas with Blade, I’ve made an effort, and Nyx was right.He does make a pretty good friend, though it has only been four days, and things could change.
