Page 43 of Chaos (Deathstalkers MC)
One year later.
It’s the first family day at the rebuilt clubhouse and everyone is in high spirits. Everything has been quiet since all of the craziness of last year. The club has been able to function without any attacks on us, and we even repaid our debt to the Hellions.
The families finally have a place to come and celebrate together again. The girls bring out all the food, placing it on the long tables as the kids run around dodging us all in their never-ending game of tag.
Twisted stands at the front of the room and whistles to call everyone’s attention. The room quiets as the man who took this club from shambles to success waits to talk to us. “Thank you all for coming out today. Being able to have a place to do these things again feels great. Before we eat, I’d like us all to take a moment of silence and remember the people we lost the last time we were all together.” He dips his head and we all follow suit, saying a silent prayer. “May they rest in peace. I hope you all have a great day.” He raises his beer bottle and we all do the same taking a drink.
He joins me and Whip at our table in the back of the room. “How is everything boys?”
We both just nod.
“All right, listen. Nikki isn’t telling anyone yet, but what the hell. You guys keep this to yourselves, but we found out a month ago that she’s pregnant.” He smiles as he takes a drink of his beer.
Holy shit.
“No fucking way,” Whip blurts out. Twisted cocks an eyebrow at him in confusion. “Between us, Lucy took a test two weeks ago. We’re having another one.”
My mouth drops open.
“Damn, at least we can commiserate with each other, brother.” They clink beer bottles before drinking.
I clear my throat. “So, last night, Tracie took a pregnancy test . . .”
“Are you shitting me?” Twisted looks at me. “Are you telling me that all our girls are pregnant at the same damn time? What are the fucking chances?” He shakes his head with a smile.
“Wait a minute.” They both look at me. “We’re all fucked.”
“What are you taking about, Torch?” Whip laughs.
“All our girls are pregnant at the same time. You remember one of your girls with the pregnancy hormones? Now there will be three of them. They’re gonna gang up on us like some mob mentality shit. We’re. Fucked.”
Their faces drop as they realize what I’m saying.
The girls walk toward us all of them talking and laughing.
“Hey, guys, why do you all look like someone just died?” Nikki jokes as she leans against Twisted.
Because the pregnant trifecta might decide to kill one of us.
It’s going to be a long nine months.
