They start bouncing ideas off for names. The men are getting horrified for each one that is said.
The tension is officially broken, and Sophie and Nick start laughing.
“Or ‘Vicious Womenfolk’,” Nick says, adding his own thoughts.
“Well now that sounds like we are badass women. I like it,” Ella says.
“You guys are seriously making sashes that say ‘Vicious WomenFolk’?” Crash asks, looking at all of them in horror.
“Sure, why not? That would make us happy, and you would do anything to make your women happy, wouldn’t you?” Demi asks, looking over at Crash and batting her eyelashes.
All the men nod their heads rapidly causing me to laugh.
“I fucking love this club,” I say with a smile.
“Me too. It has grown so much,” Lily whispers while taking a seat carefully on the bed beside me.
I pull her closer and breathe her in. Fuck. I’ll never get enough of this. Of her.
She’s my beginning and end.
Lily
After everyone leaves, Kid and Lady drop off some food.
I lay with Derek in his bed. The nurses and doctors check over him throughout the night, and I tell him to rest when it looks like he’s ready to pass out.
Sophie, Nick, Bear, and Sasha had all left together. They were going to introduce Nick to his grandchildren. Sophie had told Bear that he was still their grandfather; they just had two now. Both men’s eyes welled with tears at those words.
That’s one thing about these rough and tough bikers. They can be hard, kill anyone who threatens them, wouldn’t blink an eye when it comes to danger, but they are all softies when it comes to their women and families.
Damien had told me they were working hard on fixing up the club and would like it done by the time Derek is out of the hospital. I think everyone is just anxious to get back to some normalcy.
I look over at my man and think about everything we have overcome. When I heard the words between him and Ella, I wanted to cry. They have only known each other for a few years but, with the way they are with each other, you would think that they have been in each other’s lives forever.
I think back to the day that Derek had found out about Ella.
We were getting ready for a club BBQ. Although we often threw BBQs, today was a special day. Damien, the VP of the club, had gotten a phone call that a woman from a sperm bank was carrying his child. They had some sort of accidental mix up and now this woman was coming to the club.
I can tell everyone is anxious to find out who she is and what type of person she is. There was no way Damien was going to let any child of his not know who he was.
After Damien had met her, he told us that the baby’s father had died the day that the woman found out she was pregnant. The woman had already went through a lot, and to add a bunch of bikers to her life may be too much for the girl. I don’t know what the heck I would do in that situation, but I admire her strength.
It takes a strong woman to go through the shit she has already been dealt with.
“I hope she’s not a fucking bitch. We don’t need any more of those around here,” Derek says before looking over to the club whores.
“I think it’ll be fine. Heck, she already agreed it was right for Damien to be in the child’s life; plus, she’s coming here today to meet everyone. Not every person would do that. She has no idea what she’s walking into,” I tell him.
“That’s true. She should be here soon,” he says, looking at his watch.
“Let’s make sure everything is stocked up, and then we will head over and meet her,” I tell him.
We walk in and see Damien walk to the back with a woman and, as we get closer, I can’t help the gasp that escapes my lips. I cover my mouth in shock.
“Holy fuck, she looks just like Bianca,” Bear says in shock.
This woman is almost the spitting image of Bianca. Everything but the eyes. I swear, they could be twins.