She placed a hand on her stomach trying to stop the
twists and turns happening.
“Congrats, Devil,” Death said. “I didn’t know you were
expecting again.”
“All he has to do is look at Lexie and she’s
pregnant.” This came from Pussy again.
“Are you okay, Lexie?” Judi asked.
“I’m fine.” She only got those two words out before
she started vomiting again. Devil rubbed her back. The club surrounded them
both, protecting them from any passerby. She didn’t know who was going to be
passing on the road at night, but she was pleased by the protection.
“It’s okay, baby. Let it all out.”
She liked Eva. The other woman knew what it was like
to be a woman to an MC
president
, and they spoke often
on the phone. Thinking of Devil and Tiny no longer being on speaking terms, she
knew in her heart things were going to change.
All because of Gonzalez.
Everything was going to change because of one man who
didn’t deserve to be given such power.
Heaving once again, Lexie was relieved when nothing
else came up.
Over and over she heaved until finally she collapsed
in Devil’s arms. Someone handed her a cloth, which she took to wipe her mouth.
“I wouldn’t kiss her if I was you, Boss. She’d have
vomit breath, and that’s just nasty.”
She chuckled at Pussy’s statement, looking at her man.
“He’s right. I need a mint.” Lexie placed a hand in front of her mouth so he
wouldn’t get any scent of her sickness. Her mouth tasted horrid.
“I hate seeing you ill,” Devil said. “I shouldn’t have
told you what went on.”
Shaking her head, she took the mints that Judi gave to
her, popping two inside her mouth. Devil handed her some water, which she took
a generous swig from.
“No, you’ve got to tell me these things. The ride,
then thinking about something bad happening to Eva, it was all too much.”
“Are we good to get on the road?” Ripper asked.
Devil looked down at her. She nodded, wanting to put
the kids to bed and then a shower. “Let’s go.”
“Get on your bikes, Chaos,” Devil said, yelling out
the order.
He helped her back into the passenger side of the car.
Pressing a hand to her head, she took several deep breaths to calm her nerves.
Staring at her hands, she saw they were shaking.
“Tell me more,” she said.
Devil climbed behind the wheel, and they were on the
road within minutes.
“I don’t want to tell you more.”
“You’ve got to if you want sex, remember?”
“Babe, I love you, but you look like death warmed up.
It doesn’t look like I’ll be getting any tonight.”
She chuckled. “After I’ve washed and brushed my teeth,
I’ll be fine. Come on, you know how hard pregnancy hits me. Please, give me a
break.”
“Fine.”
He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. “Lash
snapped the man’s neck, but I got a call from the cop I’ve still got on my own
payroll.”
“What is it?”
Devil stayed silent, and Lexie knew it was bad.
“Don’t hold anything back from me, Devil.”
“They were called out to the clubhouse.”
“The clubhouse is closed. We weren’t there.” Some of
the guys had stayed behind in Piston County, but none of them had stayed at the
clubhouse. Lexie had watched Devil lock the compound up, securing the large
metal fence.
“No one was there, but the cops got an anonymous
tipoff. They found a woman, dead, badly beaten, tied to the gates of the
compound.”
Pressing a palm to her stomach, she rubbed to try to stop
the nausea from starting.
“So?”
“Baby, the cop said the identification on her body was
that of Kayla Howard.”
His words rang through her head. No, it couldn’t be
Kayla.
“You ordered her to stay away and make sure Kayla
stayed dead. There’s no way she would have come around.” She shook her head, as
her vision started to blur with tears.
“She did stay dead and gone, Lex. Someone went out of
their way to find her. It’s the only explanation for her being found.”
She held onto the front of the car and placed her head
between her knees.
“Do you need me to stop?”
“No, keep driving. I want to get home.”
He stayed silent while she stared at the floor.
Kayla’s dead.
My sister, Simon’s real mother, is dead.
None of it made sense to her. She always thought Kayla
was having a much better life out there.
Someone found her and killed her.
“What happened for you and Tiny to start fighting?”
she asked.
There had to be more to the story. Tiny wasn’t the
kind of man who started a fight just for the sheer joy of it.
“I need to go and identify the body,” Devil said. “She
had two identities strapped to her body. I need to go and prove who she is.”
“Then you need to take me?”
“No, I wasn’t going to let you get involved with this.
You don’t need to see her.”
“It’s bad, isn’t it?” she asked.
“Kayla was badly beaten and raped. The cop warned me
it’s not a pretty sight. I don’t want you to see her that way.” Devil stroked
her head.
“When do we go and see her?” she asked.
“Lex?”
“No, don’t Lex me. I’m not going to let you keep this
from me. I need to know that she’s dead.” Lexie sat up, pushing his hand out of
the way and then drawing it to her lips. “I love you, Devil, but this is
something I need to do.”
“You know I hate you going through this.” He glanced
at her before turning back to look at the road.
“You’re going to have to learn that you can’t keep
everything away from me.”
She rested her head on her hand as she stared out of
the window. It was late, she was getting tired, and she felt gross from
throwing up.
“I love you, baby,” he said.
“I love you, too.” She leaned closer to him, resting
her head against his jacket. “So, how did that start a fight with you and
Tiny?”
“You don’t let go of anything, do you?”
“I need to know everything for when Eva calls.”
“I wouldn’t expect her call if I was you.
Tiny’s
known for being a pussy when it comes to falling
out.” Devil looked straight ahead. She saw his jaw clench.
“You’ve been through a lot together. You can’t just
let him throw all that away because of a disagreement.” She closed her eyes,
sucking on the mint. The masculine scent of him swamped her.
“I told him I had to come home, and he told me I
couldn’t leave,” Devil said.
“What?”
“You heard me. I told him I had to go to Piston County
to deal with Kayla and
all the
shit storm it was going
to stir up. Tiny got pissed. Told me I couldn’t just leave when I’m the one
responsible for him being involved in this shit with Curse bringing Gonzalez to
us. He seems to forget that Gonzalez would have gone after him either way.”
Lexie thought about what he said. “He kind of has a
point,” she said.
“What? You’re taking his side?”
Pulling away from him, she held her hands up in
surrender.
“Jeez, no.
Whenever you’ve gone to help
him, Tiny has never once backed away from any fight. Look at it from his
perspective. A guy he doesn’t know broke into his house and was about to take
his woman. Then his friend gets a call and you were already running out the
door. I can see why he got pissed. This was Curse’s and your fault, not his.”
She ran her hands down her thighs. “I don’t give a shit what’s going on between
the two of you. I like Eva, and I’m not going to stop talking to her just
because you and Tiny have thrown your pacifier out.”
There, she said her peace. She only hoped the two men
could get past this little spat, otherwise there was never going to be anymore
Skulls and Chaos Bleeds barbeques or picnics.
****
She saw it from
Tiny’s
point of view.
What kind of shit was that? Devil glanced at his wife
as she stared out of the window. He knew she liked Tiny and the crew. Falling
out with The Skulls wasn’t going to be good for future problems. Letting out a
sigh, he left his boys to go home while he took Lexie and his
kids
home.
Piston County was eerily silent. He wasn’t fooled.
Somewhere Gonzalez was sleeping in his warm bed, waiting to cause all kinds of
chaos.
Pulling into the front of his house, he turned off the
engine. Lexie climbed out of the car as Death pulled into the drive.
“I thought I’d help you out,” Death said.
“You’re sticking around to make sure we’re not
attacked, aren’t you?” Lexie asked.
Death looked toward him, and he gave him the nod.
“Yeah, I am.”
Lexie didn’t say anything. She pulled out his son,
Josh, while Devil picked up Elizabeth leaving Simon for Death. Opening the door
to his home, Devil withdrew his gun and stared around him. His woman brushed
past him, turning on lights as she walked upstairs.
“Babe, you’ve got to be careful,” Devil said, pissed.
“Whizz did the security of this place. If anyone broke
in, he’d have been alerted to it. I don’t care what kind of shit is going on
between you and
Tiny,
he wouldn’t risk a woman and
kids.” She started to walk upstairs. “Bring them to their room.”
“Devil, she’s pissed at you.”
“No, she’s pissed at having to have a bodyguard. She
doesn’t think it’s healthy for the kids.” Devil watched her ass in the dress
she wore. The outline showed she wasn’t wearing any panties. His cock responded
to the sight.
“Are you taking the downstairs bedroom?” Devil asked.
“Sure.” Both men walked upstairs. “After I deliver him
to Lex I’ll go and shut everything up.”
Nodding, Devil entered the main bedroom where Lexie
kept all the kids when they were under threat. She didn’t like the thought of
having to run from different rooms, so she kept them all together, under lock
and key.
He hated the fact she had to do this. Putting
Elizabeth in bed, he tucked the blanket around her. She mumbled and turned over
going back to sleep. Once all three were in bed, Death had already disappeared
downstairs, leaving them alone.
Closing the gate and locking the door, Lexie turned on
the monitor that had a camera inside the room. Protection of his kids was
important to him.
“I’m going to jump in the shower,” she said.
“I’ll go and make you a hot chocolate.”
She nodded. He didn’t stop her from walking away from
him. Walking downstairs, he found Death standing at the backdoor, keying in the
security code. “She was right. No one had entered the house. Whizz called to
let us know the house was fine.”
“I wonder if he went behind
Tiny’s
back or if that was a direct order from him.”
“I don’t care where he got it from. What’s going on is
horse shit.” Death took a seat at the counter as Devil started to pour milk
into a pan.
He didn’t know how to do anything else other than hot
chocolate.
“Will you do me one?” Death asked.
Glaring at one of his members, Devil shook his head.
“I do this for my woman.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone that you’ve been in the
kitchen serving your woman. It’ll give you a bad reputation.”
Chuckling, Devil added another cup full of milk to the
pan. “This always helps Lex when she’s pregnant.” During her pregnancy with
Josh, she’d gotten so ill and tired that she left him panicked. Part of him was
happy that she was pregnant while another part was petrified. Early stages of
pregnancy didn’t suit Lex
all that
well.
He loved it when she was rounded and swelling with his
kid. Her tits were fuller as well, but listening to her vomit and seeing her in
pain and tired out didn’t thrill him one bit.
“So what happens now?” Death asked.
Looking through the cupboards, Devil found the sugar
and chocolate chips. “Lex knows about Kayla. She won’t let me go without her,
so I’m going to be taking her down to the morgue tomorrow. Someone needs to
keep an eye on the kids. I’m not having them waiting in the car while we’re
dealing with the real shit.”
“Phoebe and Vincent will take them. Do you think it’s
sensible for Lex to go and see the body?”
Devil added in the sugar and chocolate. He removed his
jacket before he started to stir. “I don’t know. She’s not going to give me a
chance to refuse her.”
“We don’t know what Kayla looks like now. She could
seriously upset your woman, give her nightmares.”