Page 89 of Well Aware

They weren’t talking, but they were definitely taking in every scrap of information. Likely so that they could provide backup for Beau if he needed it.

I loved that he had that support.

That, by being Beau’s, I also had that support.

“Done!”

I looked over to see the documentary that Iris was watching was over.

Before either Beau or I could reach for it—because Beau had turned into someone I could truly rely on when it came to Iris—Shaw, also known as Thumper to the club, took the iPad from her and started to scan through it. “I watched a really cool one called My Octopus Teacher last week. You should watch it. It made me cry.”

I looked over at Shaw.

Shaw was having a hard time of it.

According to Beau, when Shaw was still a prospect for the Dixie Wardens Montana Chapter, he’d met a girl named Katana, who happened to be Hux’s cousin. They’d had their fun together, then they’d separated just as fast as they’d hooked up, both happy to go the other way and not look back. But shortly after Shaw had become a fully patched member of the Dixie Wardens MC, Katana had found out that she had cancer and was also pregnant with Shaw’s child.

Now Katana was in the battle of her life while also being pregnant.

It was no wonder that Shaw was having trouble with his emotions.

Though, I’d never heard of this documentary. Maybe it truly was that sad.

“Okay, sounds perfect.” Iris nodded.

He signed her into his Netflix, then cued up the show for her.

She slipped her headphones back on and went back to resting against Beau, not a care in the world.

“I hope my kid grows up to be like her.” Boone grinned at Iris’s attitude.

I rolled my eyes. “Iris is one of a kind. But your kid’s definitely getting some personality.”

As I said this, Margie puked down the front of his shirt, white formula mixed with some green baby food staining the front of his shirt and leaking straight down to his pants.

My hand covered my mouth as I tried not to laugh.

The other men at the table had no such issue.

They guffawed, which only pissed Margie off more.

Poor girl.

“On that note,” Boone said as he stood up, grimacing when the formula tracked farther down his body. “I think I’ll go home for the night. Let me know if we can help in any way.” As he said that, the puke started to leach into his pants. “Goddammit, it’s on my balls.”

I was silently laughing at the waddle that he was doing as he made his way over to his wife and bent over to whisper in her ear.

Nettie looked up and gave Boone a long sweep of her eyes, taking in every single inch of him before her face broke out in a smile.

“Another avenue we need to investigate is the father. He was married seven times. Has zero net worth, too, until eight years ago. Then poof, money. Big money, too. Looks like this is a family con man business.”

That honestly wouldn’t surprise me with Cain’s family. I’d met his father once at a family barbecue that Rose had begged me to attend with her. Needless to say, I had been less than impressed with Cain’s family.

Though, suspiciously, Cain’s twin hadn’t been there…at least I hadn’t thought he’d been there. Would I even be able to tell?

“What does Cain’s twin look like.”

When the men at the table looked at me like I was nuts, I grimaced. “I know he’s a twin. But not all twins look like each other!”