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Gate shrugged, “Not my place to say what you need. Just that I don’t want my brother who puts everyone’s safety front and center to burn out just when we need him the most.”
“I don’t need a babysitter, boss,” Deuce said. “And I don’t need another dad. I killed the first one.”
“And I know why you did it. And the club is reaping the benefit, but you’re the one paying the price.”
“When I need a woman, I’ll get one,” Deuce agreed. “Who are you to talk anyway? Years of a revolving door to your bed, and all of the sudden, nothing.”
Gate shrugged and went back to staring, “I’m too old for that shit.”
“Bullshit,” Deuce said. “Talon and Sweet got to you, didn’t they?”
“I think the two of them got to all of us,” Gate supplied.
“Yeah, makes you wonder,” Deuce said. “If you had another shot at it, would you take it?” Deuce asked, images of Anna bawling her eyes out in her car etched in his mind.
“Don’t think I could handle losing it again,” Gate said. “So, no, I wouldn’t. When it’s good, it’s great. But when it’s bad, it scars your soul.”
Deuce nodded, wondering how deep the scar was that Anna still carried.
And why she carried it at all.
But all he said was, “Yeah, it really does.”
Chapter Five
What Could Possibly Go Wrong?
Anna
“What do you think?” I asked as Stella walked into the kitchen.
She stopped dead and stared. “Well….it’sblue.”
“Isn’t Jenna having a boy?” I asked in mild panic that I’d gotten the wrong color.
“Yeah, she is. That’s just alotof blue.”
I looked down at Jenna’s baby gift on the table, all blue paisley wrapping and matching bow. “It is kind of big.”
Stella laughed, “Big is one word.”
“Do you know the last time I went to a baby shower?”
Stella crossed the kitchen and reached for a Keurig pod. She grabbed a mug from the cabinet and started her cup.
“Let me guess. A while,” she teased as she stared at the machine, willing it to perk faster.
She had definitely gotten her addiction from me.
I was a coffee snob and not afraid to admit it.
“Probably yours.”
“Really?” Stella asked, pouring cream into her caffeinated goodness.
I propped a hip on the kitchen counter and sipped from my own cup. “I seriously think so. It’s been ages.”
She took a sip and sighed, “You need some girlfriends.”
