Page 23 of Chaos (Deathstalkers MC)
“It’s open!” I yell.
Whip opens the door. “Hey, Luce, my mom just got here.”
“K, be there in a minute.” He leaves and then she turns to us. “Come keep me from saying anything stupid.”
Nikki holds her hands up. “Hey, I’m not a miracle worker.”
“Shut up.” Lucy shoots her a glare that would even keep me quiet.
We head out to the main room to see Jordan’s mom talking to all the boys. She’s about as tall as us, brown hair, and full of smiles. The guys love her because whenever she is here she spoils them. She calls herself the club mom, and treats them all like they are five years old.
Once she sees Lucy her face lights up and she rushes over to her. “Hi, dear! How is my little grandbaby?”
“Fine, just taking it day by day.” She forces a smile. Poor Lucy, after watching her and Nikki it amazes me why anyone would ever want to be pregnant. I’m perfectly happy playing with the kids then handing them back once they start being bad.
“Did you decorate the nursery yet? I wanted to bring stuff, but I didn’t know what your colors were or if Jordan would want all leather.” Nikki lets out a laugh, while Lucy takes a deep breath. “You won’t let him decorate the room black, right?”
I squeeze Luce’s side where I know she’s ticklish to force a smile before the pregnancy hormones swallow the club mom.
“No, we haven’t really decorated much yet,” she says half laughing. She looks at me giving me a silent thank you.
“You know what, I really need Lucy’s opinion with some things, do you mind if I steal her?” Nikki asks.
“Oh no you go right ahead.” Whip’s mom smiles before the two of them almost run out of the door.
I walk over to the bar and grab a beer needing to relax a little.
“So you finally gave in, huh?” I turn to see Shooter standing behind me.
“Yeah.” I take a drink not really knowing what to say to him.
“You know I’ll support whatever you want, Trace. I love you. I just want you to be happy.” He looks over at me.
I give him a hug. “I know. You’ve been there for me ever since I lost my parents. You’ve basically been my second dad and I can’t thank you enough for that.”
“Yeah, well you deserve so much more. Hopefully you finally found someone to give it to you.” He nods behind me and I turn to see Torch watching us. “I’ll always be here for you, Trace.”
“I know, Shooter, and it means more than you’ll ever know.” I give him another hug before walking over to Torch. “So, now what?”
He smiles at me before leaning down close to my ear. “I need to get some shit done here then I wanna take you back to my place and make you scream even louder than you did last night.”
My breath hitches.
He places a kiss on my cheek before walking over to Twisted and Whip.
I have a feeling that getting involved with Torch will be the ride of my life.
Chapter Fifteen
Tracie
While I would love to throw Lucy a wild bachelorette party, that is obviously not able to happen. The boys are taking Whip out while we have a wild sleepover night at Lucy’s with movies and popcorn planned.
“You know, Mary, only you would make it so your bachelorette party had to be innocent.” I wink at Lucy laughing because I know how much she hates that nickname.
“Whatever, maybe it’s better this way because God knows what you would have gotten me into if I weren’t pregnant. The boys probably would have ended up needing to bail us out of jail.” She shakes her head.
“Yeah, but that’s how you know you had an amazing bachelorette party.” I wink at her again.
