Page 95 of Menace

I had good people around me but they weren’t Pixie or Rider. I missed them, so much.

I wanted to go home and I couldn’t.

My vile family was to blame for the situation I found myself in. If they had left me alone I would still be in Cape Town, raising my boy and surrounded by friends.

In Savannah I only had Bren although lately Viper has started chatting to me. He’s a sweet guy and maybe we were friends, but he was also my biker bodyguard.

I was making friends at work but that’s all they were, work friends. My friendship with the girls wasn’t the same as what I had with Pixie. Killian and I have always been work friends, nothing more. We’ve become better friends since I arrived here but I haven’t been around long enough for a deeper friendship to develop. I knew he was aware of my reputation but he didn’t seem to judge me for it.

Unfortunately the mistakes made in our pasts weren’t easily erased. They stayed in the minds of people and they judged you on who you used to be.

Sliding down in my bed I sighed and closed my eyes.

I felt the tears seep through my lashes and run down the sides of my face. I cried silently, letting my loneliness and heartache wash over me.

And then I sniffed, reached out for a tissue, wiped my eyes, blew my nose and sat up.

“Pull up your big girl panties, girl and repeat after me.”

I half smiled as I talked to myself.

“I’m not weak. I’m not easy. And I’m not alone. I have people who love me, people who I love and I will get through this. I’ve had worse and survived. I’m strong, strong enough for me and Ry. We’ll be okay, no, correction, we’ll be more than okay. We’ll be fucking perfect.”

Closing my eyes I relaxed against the pillows and fell asleep.

My phone buzzing once again woke me.

This time it was lying next to me on the bed and I scooped it up and frowned when I saw it was Pixie calling.

“Hey girl, how are you doing?” I greeted with a smile in my voice.

A gruff voice had me surging up in bed.

“Not Pixie. It’s Remy. Just callin’ to let you know she had the baby in the early hours of the morning. A beautiful and healthy baby girl. Mama and baby are both doing well.” His tired and gruff voice had me smiling so wide.

“Oh my God, Remy! Congratulations! It’s wonderful news. Please give her a hug from me and kisses to your baby girl. I’m so happy for you guys. Have you picked a name for her?”

The last time I spoke the Pixie they were disagreeing about the name.

“We have. Her name is Vivienne Maingarde Boudreaux, quite a mouthful for such a little girl. Wild Man and Rooster are already callin’ her Vivi so I’m sure that’s what everyone will end up callin’ her.” He sounded so proud, as he should be.

“I’m so happy for you guys. Who does she look like?”

“She’s totally her Mama’s girl, tiny with black fluff for hair and blue eyes. I know babies’ eye colour changes but hers are so blue I don’t think it has a chance of turning dark like mine.”

He sounded so proud and totally in love with his girls.

“I wish I was there.” I whispered.

He was silent for much too long then cleared his throat uncomfortably before he spoke.

“Not long now, Harp. Have faith in Asa, he’s workin’ on a solution. Hold on just a tiny bit longer, he’ll have you and Ry home soon.”

Icy cold settled in my heart and belly. He knew. He knew about Lucky backing off from me and my boy. And having said what he just did?

Remy’s words confirmed it for me. I was going to be a single parent.

And suddenly it was as if a light went on in my mind.

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