Page 77 of Rowdy & Kat

“Why boys?” Lyric asked, tilting her head so the ears on her Disney character hat flopped around. “You need to make them girls.”

“It’s a little late for that.”

“No,” Skylar said from behind her plastic red sunglasses. “Just make them wear pink.”

“That’s how you get a ‘Sleepaway Camp’ massacre, little lady.”

The girls looked at me with matching frowns. I used my favorite trick with them and offered cookies. Smiling now, the girls stopped hassling me about having sons.

Nova grinned at my bribery. She was a pretty brunette with big, expressive blue eyes and lots of curves. Boone Chester was the son of the Rawlins Heretics MC’s VP and a member of the Everything Nice Crew. His barrel chest and wide shoulders intimidated plenty of men, but Skylar and Lyric walked all over the biker.

“They didn’t like that Trent was a boy,” Nova explained. “They feel there are too many boys.”

Nova and Boone had been a couple for less than six months, but they were on the fast track to happily ever after. Their wedding was planned for early spring. They were also working on their forever house in Sleepy Eye Community.

“Well, that’s just not true about too many boys,” Elle said, exiting Lula’s house and smiling at Nova. “With your girls and Dillon, the numbers are even. You might want to explain math to them a bit more.”

Zodiac left the house and muttered, “The hellions know the truth.” He smiled when the girls stuck their tongues out at him. “They live to stir up trouble.”

“No,” Lyric said and waved him off. “He’s fibbing.”

“York can back me up,” Zodiac insisted while gesturing at his road captain.

The dark-haired biker still wore scars across his cheek from his time in the Marines. York stepped outside, seeming out of place. Sizing up everyone, he finally looked at his president.

“I refuse to get involved in your war with those little girls.”

“It’s not a war,” Zodiac replied and glared at the girls. “If it were, I’d have nuked them by now.”

“Bully,” Skylar hissed at Zodiac, who chuckled. “Where’s your baby?”

“He’s with my mom,” Elle answered and hugged the twins. “Shay and Bebe enlisted Darby and Amanda to help with their newborn daycare going on next door.”

“I should probably check the boys,” Kat said, growing twitchy with baby withdrawal.

“No, please let my mom have this,” Lula said and wrapped her arms around Kat. “She’s a junkie in need of a baby fix right now.”

Though Kat nodded, I felt her craving her own fix. Nudging my sister from the hugging position, I took over and wrapped Kat in my arms.

“We love our sons more than you love your son,” I told Elle, who laughed.

Zodiac immediately glanced next door as if his competitive nature might force him to hop the fence and prove his love for Trent.

“Don’t be a puppet,” Elle warned Zodiac. “Never let Rowdy pull your strings.”

While the couple whispered to each other, I focused on York, who seemed out of place.

Still hugging Kat, I asked York, “Why are you here?”

“Watch it,” Zodiac warned me. “My people have a right to piss, shit, and jizz all over this town.”

“Charming,” Elle cooed and wrapped her arms around Zodiac’s waist. “And so protective.”

York ignored how they fondled each other and explained, “I’m here to support Zodiac and Exile.”

“How do they need support?” I asked, just to fuck with him.

“They might need help standing against your club, or maybe it’ll be the Jokers causing trouble. Mostly, I came for the free food and booze.”