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CHAPTER SIX

Axe

The three of us hung around for a bit. Then I sent Calvin outside to watch the house. He went with no resistance, not even a hint of disappointment on his face. Maybe he would work out. That was good because we needed new members, and good ones, at that.

She had a kid. That came as a fucking shock. It shouldn’t have changed anything but for some weird as fuck reason, it did. It wasn’t like I was really going to hurt her before, and even though I had pulled my gun, I knew I wasn’t ever going to use it. It was simply a scare tactic. She didn’t need to know that, though. And the fear in her eyes was something I couldn’t forget. It shouldn’t have made me feel the things I felt, but it did. And there was no denying it to myself. Though, I was pretty sure I was the only one who could tell that it invoked that kind of response.

Shit. I needed to get the hell away from her for a bit, only I couldn’t. I had a job to do and a club to protect. I was just going to have to sit there, grin and bear it, and fucking find out what I needed to as fast as possible.

Since the sun had gone down a while ago, parts of the house were still dark. I sat on the couch as she busied herself trying to figure out all the switches for the lights in the house. I could have helped her out, but I didn’t want to let her know I knew the layout of this place that well.

She didn’t let the kid out of her sight for even a second. In fact, she’d spent the last two hours with him on her hip. I knew her arms and back had to have been tired but I didn’t dare say anything. I understood the need to keep him close. She was his mother and a decent mother would do anything to protect their child. And so far, she seemed like a good mother.

I cut the thoughts off about my own mother as they tried to snake their way into my mind. It wasn’t the time to deal with my issues. Truth was, there was never a time to deal with them. Maybe that was why I was so fucked up because I never really stopped long enough to let it all in and then let it out. No. I couldn’t let myself go there now.

I wanted to talk to her—no, I wanted to interrogate her, but I couldn’t with the kid around. So I hung out, for lack of a better term, hoping that the kid grew tired soon and I would have the chance to do exactly what I planned on doing when I had barged in here.

Finally, his little eyes grew heavy as she rocked her body back and forth. His tiny head started to bow down, finally coming to rest on her shoulder. Her eyes met mine with a fire behind them like she fucking knew what was to come. She was about to lose her buffer and I couldn’t help but to smirk at that. Her eyes went a little wide at the look on my face. Good, I wanted her to be shaking with fear.

“I need to, ah, put him down,” she said with a little strain in her voice.

“Alright,” I said motioning to the stairs, hoping she would get the hint that I was I screaming at her.

Brand was still lurking in the background. I knew I could handle this by myself, but for some reason, I kept him around. Maybe it was that I didn’t trust myself to be alone with her. I knew the clock was counting down and I was going to have to send him on his way soon. He needed to go back to the club so he could fill in Cal, who, no doubt, was about to have a heart attack waiting for some kind of info. Sadly we didn’t have much, but if Cal knew what was going on, I knew he’d be able to relax a bit.

She bent down, struggling to lift a big, bulky thing and keep the kid upright at the same time.

“I got it,” I said as I jumped off of the couch and picked up whatever the fuck it was.

She nodded and headed for the upstairs. I followed close behind, her sugary scent filled my nose and made my thoughts go to places it had no right to go to. She shouldn’t have smelled that damn good and I hated my body for reacting to it.

I hadn’t been deep in a pussy in a while and I blamed that as the reason why she was getting to me.

Yeah, Jessica had ended things between us months ago, and while I was no saint, the other club bitches didn’t really appeal to me anymore. That wasn’t to say that I had been on a dry spell all those months. Nope, not me. But I found the sex downright boring, even when I was able to let go a little.

She went to the right, leading me to the master bedroom. I glanced at the bed and a rush of filthy images clouded my head. I tried to control my breathing, but I knew I was doing a piss poor job at it. Fuck, this chick was throwing me off my game. I needed to reel that shit in and fast.

“Here,” she said, gesturing to the corner of the room furthest from the door.

Right, I was carrying something and I guessed she needed it set up. My only thought that this was some sort of sleeping area for the kid.

I dropped the thing to the ground and knelt beside it while she hovered just over my shoulder. I wasn’t worried about having my back to her, I knew she wouldn’t do anything while holding the boy. I unzipped the thing and pulled out all the pieces. I had no clue what I was doing, but I tried to look confident as I shook it out.

“No,” she said, sounding almost amused. “Push down on the bottom.”

I’ll be damned, that was a lot easier than I would have thought. She pointed to the part that had been wrapped around the whole thing and I unfolded it.

Ah, that goes in the bottom.

After it was all put together, she placed the little boy down, making sure she didn’t wake him. She brushed his hair from his forehead as she stared down at him. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. The calm I felt coming off of her in waves as she watched the sleeping boy seemed to seep into my soul.

“We need to talk,” I said breaking the silence because I couldn’t stand there and watch any longer. I couldn’t choke back the emotions that gripped me anymore.

“Hmmm, yeah,” she whispered. “Can you do me a favor? Can you go down and get the blue and white blanket out of the bag by the couch and the lion that is probably somewhere near that?”

“Yeah,” I said and my feet carried me blindly down the stairs to do so.

I found what she needed right away. As I rose from grabbing the lion that was halfway under the couch, I caught Brand’s stare.