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“Have all been easy and once you’re done with them, throw them away. I hear you. I’ve been there myself.”
“Amy’s not the kind of woman you throw away.”
“She’s the kind of woman you keep. So we’ve got to work together to come up with a plan to make her fall in love with us,” Diego said. “The picnic is a good start.”
“It is. Movies. Chocolate. Wine.”
“I don’t drink wine.”
“To win Amy, you will,” Killian said.
“Flowers. I can pick the shit out of flowers,” Diego said.
“We’re doomed if all we can think about is the basic shit of wooing a woman.”
Diego shrugged. “We’ve got this. I know it seems like hard work now, but we love this woman. There is no way we can fail in making her fall in love with us. Believe me. She’ll be ours by the end of the week.”
****
By the end of the week, Amy was still sick, so any chance of wooing her went out of the window.
At least she had him and Killian. They spent every single chance they could to help bring her back to full health. They held her as she was sick and her body shook with tremors, each of them taking it in turns to make soup and sit with her. Eventually, she was healthy, and she had no choice but to spend a week at work, catching up on orders, and making sure her company was fine.
There was no way he or Killian could help with that. They didn’t know how to bake, and they helped to deliver while she baked until the early hours of the morning.
After another week of catching up on some much-needed sex, there was simply no way to deny Amy. Not anything. The next week, she had several orders to get through, which required their immediate attention.
Behind the scenes, Diego and Killian were also drawing their clubs together. They’d had a truce for so long and worked together, it seemed only sensible to make themselves one united MC, just in two separate clubhouses, but rather than having their own turf, they shared. This stopped them from fighting for MC president. Together, they made both of the decisions.
The clubs were hesitant at first, but with a little time, they were able to show them a way where they fought together united.
Finally, after another month, the picnic was a go. Diego had gotten the food all ready, and Amy was at the peak of health.
As they walked toward the lake where most of the families gathered to have a picnic, they were drawing attention.
Killian stood on one side of Amy, while Diego took the other. He found a nice spot of shade beneath the tree.
“You checked the weather?” Killian asked.
“Bright and sunny all day. No chance of rain. Stop worrying so much. I swear I know what I’m doing.”
“That sure does look like a rain cloud,” Killian said.
Amy chuckled. “It’s fine. I’m sure we’ll be okay.”
“Well, if the sandwiches are a washout, blame the asshole.”
“Hey,” Diego said. “I watched the weather.” He didn’t watch the weather. He didn’t plan his life based on what could happen. Not when it came to the weather. Nothing and no one dictated to him, or stopped him from doing something he enjoyed. They pulled out the blanket, and each of them sat down. He glanced over his shoulder and saw the dark cloud rolling close.
He hoped it stayed away.
Pulling out sandwiches, fruit, snacks, and drinks, they all opened them up and started to eat.
“I know you guys planned this weeks ago. Thank you so much for waiting for me,” Amy said, sinking her teeth into a sandwich.
“We decided it would be much more fun watching you eat than looking at each other,” Diego said.
“You’re our buffer.”
