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Chapter Sixteen
Quinn
“Are you nervous?” Lucas asks, reaching for my hand as we approach the clubhouse and I peek over at him, shaking my head.
“No. Should I be?”
He makes a face and holds his hand out in the air, pulling a giggle out of me.
“You’re supposed to make me feel better, not scare me.”
“Well, truthfully,” he says, adjusting Brooklyn in his arms as he stops and pulls me into his body. “Everyone is going to love you but… Ali has been dying to meet you for weeks now and she’s not someone who doesn’t get her way.”
I nod, casting a faux nervous glance toward the door. “So, what you’re saying is I’m about to be swarmed?”
“A little bit, yeah.”
Sucking in a breath, I turn back to the door and square my shoulders. “I think I’m ready.”
“You’re so fucking cute,” he teases, releasing my hand to wrap his arm around my shoulders before pulling me into his body. “And have I mentioned that this little skirt you’re wearing makes me want to bend you over a table?”
My cheeks heat. “You know, I don’t think you have.”
“Oh, well it does.” He nips at my ear and I suck in a breath as goose bumps race across my flesh and my nipples pebble.
“Good to know.”
“One more thing…” he murmurs and I turn my head to meet his gaze. Our noses touch and he flashes me the kind of smile that can make me melt in an instant. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Right on cue, Brooklyn squeals from Lucas’s arms and he laughs as he pulls his arm off my shoulders to tickle her belly.
“You just can’t stand when someone else is the center of attention, can you, Princess?”
She pats his face with her little hands and blows a raspberry. Both of us laugh and he blows one back at her, which sends her into a fit of giggles.
“Oh, Lord, she’s really hammin’ it up today,” I say and Lucas reaches for my hand again as we step toward the door.
“Gee, wonder where she gets that from…”
I gasp. “Are you saying I’m a ham? I’m offended, sir.”
The door to the clubhouse opens and a large man with dark hair and gray piercing eyes steps outside. He looks relieved when he spots us and Lucas laughs.
“She driving you crazy already, man?”
He shakes his head. “I don’t know who that woman is in there but it’s not my wife. I’ll be glad when this pregnancy is over.”
“True, but then you’ll have two of them in your house.”
His eyes widen. “Shit. Why didn’t I think of that until now?”
“No clue,” Lucas answers, laughing. “This is Quinn, by the way. Quinn, this is Storm.”
I smile. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you.”
“You, too, Darlin’. Y’all better get in there. Ali is excited to meet you.”
