Page 27 of The Club Princess

“I’ll say one thing.” I turn to Dodge, clapping him on the back. “I’m glad we got all that handled before Mikayla gives birth. That’s all that matters to me.”

I move to stand next to Bear, who is off to the side from where everyone is gathered but watching.

He glances at me. “Can you believe it? Our kids are having kids. Makes me feel old as fuck, but god damn, do I love seeing that little girl smile at me and call me papa.”

Shaking my head, I smile at him. “We are old as fuck. And it kind of makes me proud, you know?”

Dodge's booming laugh can be heard as the little girl in his arms wipes the frosting from her cupcake onto his nose. My heart warms at the sight, and I turn my attention to Mikayla. She’s dabbing tears from her face at Lacy’s custom blanket, and my chest aches at the entire family we’ve created.

“Proud?” Bear grunts, sipping his beer.

I nod back towards Dodge. “Look at the father he is. We could barely get them bathed or fed at that age, but he makes it look easy. I’m not taking all the credit, but we sure did the best we could to give them this life.”

Bear clears his throat, his loving gaze watching his son and granddaughter. “Yeah. I’d never wish what we went through for them, but I’m happy as hell they have a whole club of people to help support them.”

Knocking my shoulder against his, I give him another smile. “Forever, brother.”

I look back at Mikayla, catching Gage’s suspicious eye. Refusing to acknowledge it, I take a sip and avoid his gaze. The conversation I need to have with them can wait for another day.

Gage

Ilineuptheshot and smirk at Razer, bringing the stick forward without tearing my eyes from his. The clank of the ball falling into the pocket has me standing straighter. “Still think I’m out of practice, asshole?”

Razer flips me off, grabbing the balls from the pockets to rack them. I hand my pool stick over to Dodge as I sit to the side.

Dodge chuckles, patting Razer on the back as he waits for the man. “Just because he’s not here every weekend anymore, doesn’t mean Gage can’t kick your ass.”

I raise my beer and salute. “Amen, brother.”

“Your old lady already got you on a tight leash, and it’s only been a few months.” Razer rolls his eyes, polishing his stick with some chalk.

“The only thing tight about my old lady is her fucking pussy and ass. Who knew pregnancy makes women even more horny?” I laugh. But also, if Mikayla wanted me to spend every minute with her, I would. No questions. I love my brothers, but she’s my life.

Dodge groans. “I swear my dick got road rash from my old lady riding it so much when she was carrying our baby girl.”

“No shit, that’s a thing?” Razer asks, glancing over to where his wife is drinking with a few of the clubwhores at the bar.

Snickering, I finish my beer and shake my head. “I’m pretty sure she would neuter you if you knocked her up without asking.”

“Yeah, she would.” Razer grimaces, pressing a hand over his balls.

“GAGE! Mik says answer your fucking phone,” Lacy shouts across the clubhouse, moving back behind the bar.

I frown, pulling out my phone to multiple missed calls and texts. “Fuck!” I call her back as I’m already heading towards my bike.

“Where the hell are you?” She shouts as soon as she answers. The desperation in her tone sends a shot of unease through me.

“At the clubhouse, I didn’t realize my phone was on silent, princess,” I tell her, climbing on my bike and starting it. Dodge and Razer rush out the door, moving to start their bikes behind me. “What’s going on?”

“The baby is coming, obviously! Fuck!”

I nod to Razer. “Go wake up Shaw. Mik is going into labor!”

Razer’s eyes widen as he shuts off his bike and runs back into the clubhouse. Dodge scrambles to get off his bike and pulls the truck keys out of his pocket. He tosses them to me as we both move to the car instead.

“We’re coming with the truck. Five minutes, baby. How many minutes apart?” I push my phone on speaker and hand it to Dodge as we peel out of the parking lot.

“I-i don’t know. I can’t count them,” Mikayla cries. “It hurts.” Her hushed confession slashes into me.

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