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“Careful, baby, or you’re gonna spoil me,” he warned with a grin.
I returned his smile before digging in the bag for the container of spaghetti and meatballs big enough to feed an army. “Only because you deserve it with how much you spoil me.”
“Yum,” Molly hummed as she came to my side to peer at the food. “Did you bring enough for Whiskey to share?”
“Of course, I did,” I confirmed with a laugh. “I know better than to bring dinner without having anything for the two pregnant women here.”
“Smart.” Dahlia winked at me. “It saves us from having to call our men to tattle on yours for starving us.”
Zane glanced over my shoulder, his lips pressing together as his gaze returned to me. “Where’s the prospect?”
“Sorry.” I flashed him an apologetic smile. “I figured since I was coming to see you that I didn’t need to ask him to drive over just to turn around and follow me in the same direction he’d come from.”
“You don’t need to worry about inconveniencing a prospect. That’s the whole point of the time they spend earning their patch. Text him next time,” he growled.
“See?” Molly mouthed, pointing at Zane. “Neanderthal.”
Rolling my eyes, I dished up the pasta for everyone, smiling as they dug right in. Zane had just finished up and was taking care of something in the back when his client walked in. Molly and Dahlia greeted him, but the guy’s gaze zeroed in on me.
“Hey.” He flashed me a smile. “You must be new. I’m Dirk. One of Whiskey’s very best clients, so you’ll be seeing a lot of me.”
“Um, hi. Sorry, but I don’t work here,” I mumbled.
“Are you getting a tattoo from Molly?” he asked. “I can help you pick out where to put it since I have a ton of ’em.”
“Unless you want me to cut off all the art I’ve put on your skin, you’d better get the fuck away from my woman,” Zane growled as he prowled into the waiting area.
Dirk’s eyes widened, and he jumped back a few steps, raising his hands in the air in a gesture of surrender. “Sorry, man. I had no idea she was yours.”
“Maybe you shoulda used your brain instead of thinking with your dick.” Zane glared at him as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. “You ever see a woman in a place owned by the Iron Rogues, assume she belongs to one of us.”
“Sorry. Like I said, I didn’t know.” He shook his head with a sigh. “If I had, I never would’ve hit on her.”
Glancing at Molly and Dahlia, I couldn’t help but think that we wouldn't have been in this situation if Zane had given me a vest like they wore. A property patch proclaiming me as Whiskey’s would have made it pretty darn clear to any man who saw me that an Iron Rogue had claimed me. Hopefully, I would wear it someday soon.
9
WHISKEY
“I’m nervous,” Ellery whispered.
Her hand was clasped in mine, resting on my thigh, so I gave it a gentle squeeze. “Don’t be. They’re gonna love you, baby.”
I was taking my girls home to see my parents. They’d already spent a little time with Corinne, but not much because of everything going on, between trying to get settled and figuring out our routine.
Telling them about Laura had been hard and despite all she’d done, they were still understandably devastated to hear that their daughter was dead. But Corinne had helped to heal them. Even if she hadn’t been their biological granddaughter, no one could meet my baby girl and not fall in love with her.
When I told my mom about Ellery, she’d begged me to bring her to meet them. It had taken a little time and a whole lot of orgasms to convince my girl, but she’d finally agreed.
I stopped at a red light and glanced over at her just as the baby let out a little cry. Ellery’s lips formed a sexy little pout, making me want to bite them. “See? Even Corinne thinks this is a bad idea.”
A laugh rumbled in my chest, and I shook my head. “Relax, baby. I’m pretty sure that smell coming from the back is why Corinne is fussing.”
Ellery sighed. “Probably.”
Luckily, we didn’t have to endure the odor for long because I pulled into my parents’ driveway a couple of minutes later.
My mom came barging out of the house and went straight to the back of the car, wrenching the door open. “Hello, my sweet little grandbaby! How are you, cutie? Did you miss Grandma?” She chattered on as she unbuckled the baby and lifted her out of the car seat, then cradled her against her chest.
