A glass slipped from her hand, and we both laughed, fumbling, trying to catch it.
Life was barely letting us catch our breath, but at least we had each other. We had yet to have sex again since Sapphire had been with us the whole time. I was so worried about the baby, with how sad she was, it was hard to not have her in my sight. Who would have known a little apartment and an ugly couch would be the magic pill to get a smile?
Sapphire came into the kitchen and shooed us. “Go home. I can finish this. You guys have done plenty.”
As I said, it was hard not to have Saph in my sight. Now I had to leave her alone?
While Justice hugged her by the door, I checked windows, making sure they were locked. Saph interrupted me and pushed me toward the door. “I’m on the second floor. Safe as can be. Please leave.”
Laughing, because she was shoving so hard but barely moving me, I told her, “There is a thing called a ladder, ya know?”
“Nobody wants little ol’ me. Stop worrying.”
At the open door, I faced her. “We want you, Saph.”
Her face contorted as she fought tears. “I know. You guys have been amazing to me.” She exhaled. “Now, stop trying to make me cry. I have a shift in the morning.”
I looked at Justice. “Wanna eat breakfast there tomorrow?”
She slipped on her aviator sunglasses. “I’m so down for some grub.”
I kissed Saph’s cheek. “Call if ya need me. I can be here in ten minutes.” Even though I didn’t want to leave her, she looked happy. I knew we had done right by her, so I turned to Justice and winked. “Let’s go get some Chinese, babe.”
Was it the leftover Lo Mein, or her tight jeans, or the fact it had been a few days? I’m not sure, but I was aching to get inside Justice. Not that our brothers gave a damn. As we both came running down the stairs, headed straight for the hallway, mentally already fucking each other, everyone else decided it was ‘chat’ time.
All the Officers were sitting at the bar, except Dagger, who was with Elle behind the bar. No one else was in the Barn.
“How is she?” asked Lynx, smoking a cigarette.
“Real good.” I rushed past the pool tables.
“Hey, does she look happy?” asked Dagger, his elbows leaned on the bar top.
“So happy,” answered a breathless Justice as we kept rushing.
“We want to know about the apartment,” said Torque. “You know, make sure Saph’s safe.”
My feet slowed. “Uh, now? Could it wait until morning?”
Vice shrugged. “If you think the safety of your kid can wait, sure. No skin off his nose.”
Fuck. “Uh, okay. Now’s good.”
Justice, following me to the bar, mumbled, “I’m about to start shooting people.”
Chuckling, I told her, “You and your brother are very trigger happy. Should I be concerned?” I faced brothers and Elle. Not wanting to sit, Justice and I stood there, hoping this would be over quickly. “Well, she’s on the second floor—”
“Have a seat!” said a far-too-happy Lynx.
“Actually, we had plans—”
“Let’s celebrate!” cheered an annoyingly chipper Dagger.
Justice tried, “I don’t think we’re drinking tonight. We planned on getting some rest—”
Crow teased, “Rest is for pussies.”
Meatball asked Justice, “Is that what you are now? Now that you’re an Old Lady, ya gone all soft?”