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Michael then surprises me and asks, “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Yeah, it is. I gotta do this, Mikey. I’ve got to get to know Emma. The last time I saw her, she was an infant, then all that shit went down with my parents, and fuck, I just walked away. It’s time she knows I’m here.”
“When I talked to Ice last, he said you all were gonna tell her after the funeral. Hawk is buried now, so does she know?”
“Not yet. We left right after the funeral, and Ice didn’t want to tell her and leave. The last thing he wanted to do was upset her, especially since she’s pregnant.”
“Yeah, I get that. Well, good luck. You’re gonna do well with the MC. They are lucky to have you on their team.”
“We’re all on the same team, man. You know that.”
“Yeah, I know. Thanks again. I’ll be in touch when it’s time to make our move on Romeo.”
I disconnect the line as the plane begins its descent into Erie.
After the plane gets to the private gate, we gather our shit and make our way off. Dbag had arranged to have a couple cars at the airport to pick us up, and as promised, they are sitting there waiting for us. Ice and I help Marina and Katie to the car. We are gonna take them to the clubhouse like I told Michael. Ice alerted Emma they were coming, so she and Honey should have rooms ready for them. Doc is on alert as well and will meet us at the clubhouse.
Rebel, Ryder, and Spike go in one car, and Ice and I go with Marina and Katie. They both speak English very well, and it makes communicating with them so much easier. At least I don’t have to call Ice in to translate. Who the fuck knew he could speak Spanish?
We finally arrive at the clubhouse, and I have to say I am disappointed that Honey is not awake to greet us home. Just Emma, Doc, and Tiny. Well, I guess it is close to four in the morning. We get the girls settled. Emma is the perfect MC queen. She is warm and inviting and puts them both at ease. I can’t help but laugh. I wonder if she’s told her mom and dad that she’s a biker’s old lady. Her dad would laugh, but her mom would freak.
Doc looks in on the girls, and when he’s done, he turns toward Ice. “I don’t see anything really serious with the girls. They just have a lot of cuts and bruises that will take time healing. I suggest rest for now.”
Ice nods. He pulls Emma in his arms. “I don’t know about you all, but I’m beat.” Ryder, Rebel, and Spike already crashed on us, and I’m getting tired myself.
“Night, you two,” I say with a grin.
I head up to my room. I’m tired and I’m not. I’m wired and have so much on my mind. I’m worried about the girls. Hopefully Michael will be able to set them up in a good life. They deserve it after all they have been through with Romeo.
I try to sleep, but nothing seems to be working. I fucking hate insomnia. I look at my watch: seven. Damn. I’m just gonna go get some coffee and be done with this. I’ll crash this afternoon when it all catches up with me.
I make my way to the kitchen and am surprised to see the coffee is already brewing. A few seconds later, Emma comes in. She looks so cute with her little baby bump. “Why are you up so early?”
“Oh, I have a doctor’s appointment at eight. Caden is going with me. He should be down shortly.”
“Coffee?” I ask as I pour myself a cup.
“Yes, please. You may want to brew yourself another pot. That’s decaf.” She lays her hand on her belly and smiles.
I shake my head. Decaf ain’t gonna work for me. I hand her the cup I poured for myself. “There’s another coffee pot for the leaded stuff. I know how much everyone relies on their caffeine so I got another brewer so we could have both.”
About ten minutes later, Ice comes down. He walks into the kitchen, kisses Emma on the cheek, and almost trips over Hobbes, who I didn’t notice was lying at Emma’s feet. Ice grunts and goes to get himself coffee. He is really having a hard time sharing Emma with that dog.
“We need to be going soon, Emma.”
“I know, babe. I’m ready. Remember, I’ve been down here waiting on you.” She really knows how to handle him. I swear, never in a million years did I ever think these two would end up married and with a kid. Well, they’re not officially married yet, but I’m sure when Emma gets her figure back, there will be a wedding.
Ice looks around the room. “Where’s Honey?” He takes a sip of his coffee. “She’s usually the first one up.”
Emma shakes her head. “I really don’t know what’s wrong with her. Since you all left, she’s been sleeping later and later every day.”
Ice shrugs. “Maybe she’s just not feeling good.” He downs his coffee. “We gotta go. We’ll be back in a couple of hours.”
I nod. Emma walks out, and Ice turns back toward me.
“I get to hear the kid’s heartbeat today!” He’s smiling and so happy.
I laugh at how the big bad biker has turned to mush over a little baby. But hey, I would be the same way if it were me and we were talking about my kid.
