Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93698 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 468(@200wpm)___ 375(@250wpm)___ 312(@300wpm)
“She picked it up from Lily for me. Again, I wanted it to be a surprise.”
It sure was a fucking surprise. “You also get me listed as his father on his birth certificate?”
“Not yet. You’d need to be involved for that and it would’ve spoiled the surprise. Lily worked on his name change first. She said we can work on fixing his birth certificate next.”
“Fuck, babe, I…” His nostrils flared as he pulled in a breath. He was supposed to be the one giving out shit tonight. Instead, he got one of the best presents ever. “This mean you all in?”
“Just don’t screw up,” she warned with a pointed look. She gave him the palm to stop him before he responded. “I know neither of us are perfect, but we need to do the best we can. For him. And for us.”
“Yeah,” he breathed. “Gonna be a better man and president ‘cause of you both.”
“That’s all I ask. Now, why are we up here?”
He turned back to the mic, turned it on, and announced, “Yo! Got important news.” Since everyone was already watching them on stage, he immediately lifted the paper up in the air. “It’s fuckin’ official. My boy is now Ledger Allen Jamison.”
A roar went through the packed courtyard.
“Future fuckin’ biker right there!” someone yelled.
“No shit, that’s why I wanted you all to see me claimin’ my son tonight. Makin’ it official.”
In the midst of a bunch of boots stomps and fists pounding against leather-covered chests, Zane quickly walked across the stage to join them. After tucking the court document inside his cut, Zeke took the small denim vest from his brother and held it up with one hand while planting his other on Ledger’s shoulder.
“Meet my little badass Ledger. As you can see on his cut, his road name’s Legend.”
His brothers all started to chant “Legend” in unison as Zeke slipped the cut on Ledger. He grinned when his son began to uncontrollably giggle.
Wheels jumped onto the stage next and brought over another cut. This one was much larger and was made of black leather. It also wasn’t new.
“Zeke,” Kyra whispered as soon as she recognized it.
He announced, “Doin’ more than claimin’ my kid tonight.” His hand covered the mic so no one else could hear him tell her, “Already got approval from the other officers to return this to you. You only need to accept it to make it official.”
His heart thumped wildly in his chest due to the possibility she might reject it instead.
In front of fucking everyone.
Despite knowing the risk, he took it anyway to prove to her how much she meant to him. He didn’t want her to doubt it in any way.
After taking it from his hands, she brushed her fingers over the rockers on the back that stated without a doubt that she was the property of Trouble.
“Be my ol’ lady?”
“Do I have a choice?” Her eyes once again twinkled.
He grinned. “Fuck no.”
She got a funny look in her eyes, then laughed. “Then I have no choice but to accept it.”
Thank fuckin’ fuck.
When he helped her put it on, everyone shouted again. From the crowd, he heard a hell of a lot of “Fuck yeahs!” too.
She looked sexy as fuck in his cut. For a second, he regretted having the party. He really wanted to drop Ledger off with his grandfather and drag her upstairs to knock boots.
Instead, with a hand curled around her hip, he pulled her closer and whispered, “Love you, babe. Thanks for givin’ me another shot even though I probably didn’t deserve it.”
She only hesitated for a second before she whispered back, “I love you, too, Zeke. And I wouldn’t have accepted this cut if I didn’t think you did.”
Hoots and hollers rose up when they locked lips on stage.
A small hand pounded on his thigh, making him pull back and glance down.
Ledger had his face scrunched up. “Daddy! Yuck!”
He laughed. “You see me kissin’ Mommy all the damn time.”
“It’s yucky!”
Zeke ruffled his kid’s dark hair before yelling into the mic, “All right! Now we got somethin’ to fuckin’ celebrate!”
He gave Kyra another quick kiss before leading his little family to the side of the stage and down the steps to the trampled grass.
Kyra leaned closer to ask, “Can we take him home now?”
“Can you hang a bit longer, babe? Wanna make my rounds. Also want you showin’ off that cut.”
Two seconds after rolling her eyes, she huffed dramatically, “I guess I can suffer through a roast pork sandwich and some of that homemade mac and cheese.”
“Legend’s gonna like that mac and cheese, too.”
Ledger pulled on Kyra’s shorts. “Want mac and cheese, Mommy!”
Zeke cocked an eyebrow. “See? Put somma that shredded pork on top of it and he’s gonna like it even more. Kid’s got good taste. Like me.”