Page 21 of Whiskey

“How’s my man doing?”

He tugged on her arm until she slipped under his arm, and he could see the face he loved. Holding her in his arms helped, but he needed more.

Claiming the lips he’d found he couldn’t live without, Whiskey ignored what he should be doing and loved on his woman. Having her squirming against him, letting him know she wanted him as much as he wanted her, had him forgetting where they were.

“Oh yuck. Not again. Is nowhere safe to be?”

He reluctantly pulled his lips from Vivi’s, smiling at their son’s antics. He fucking adored how much Ezra had changed and felt comfortable voicing his thoughts.

“Ezra, I’ve told you when a man loves a woman, he wants to show her every day how special she is. I can’t help it.”

Ezra walked over, pushing his lower lip out and rolling his eyes. “Okay. Could you be a little less gross and maybe not make those groaning sounds when you do it, though?”

Whiskey reached out, pulling Ezra into them and kissing his forehead. “Yeah, son. We’ll try to keep the groaning noises to a minimum. Where’s your sister?”

Ezra shook his head. “Where do you think? They’re fighting over her again. First, it was who got to hold her. Then she pooped her pants and then they were fighting over who had to change her. Hennessy lost and tied a bandana over his nose to do it. He still puked in the trash can by her changing table, though.”

Ezra’s glee at Hennessy’s puking had Whiskey smiling. He had everything he’d always wanted. Now to figure out how to keep them all safe.

“Our guests will be here soon. Will you check the tables to make sure all the items are refilled?”

“Sure, Mom,” Ezra kissed his mom’s cheek and ran off to check the tables. Ezra was fascinated with learning everything. He was like a sponge, soaking up all the information. Whiskey was positive he had an eidetic memory with how he could repeat what he’d learned. When Whiskey had shown him how to shoot a gun at Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC’s range, Ezra had immediately been able to reassemble the gun when they cleaned it. Even Whiskey and his brothers had needed a couple of times when they first learned.

Whiskey heard the rumble of motorcycles and headed to the door to unlock it. Vivi kissed his cheek.

“I’m going to go get Bailey.”

Whiskey watched his woman’s backside before walking out to greet their guests.

Whiskey clocked the Pres and the VP. He owed a huge thanks to Justice. He put his hand out to the Pres. “Welcome!”

Pit grasped his hand. “We’re glad to be here.”

Whiskey turned to Justice and tried to keep his emotions in check but couldn’t.

“Thank you is not enough for what you did for my family. You gave her a chance and I’ll be forever grateful for you putting her in my path. You’ll always drink and eat free here because nothing I do will ever repay you.”

Justice shook his hand. “I’m just glad she found a good man and a place that deserves her. Now, let’s go inside and figure out how to rid the world of her problem.”

Whiskey got them inside and set them up with beers and some of Crewe’s food. The Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC and the Bluff Creek Beauties entered and now he was calling the women that too. He man-hugged War and handed him a beer.

“We’re going to need to up our orders for Bluff Creek Brews. We sell out as soon as we get a shipment. Your brother is a master at brewing a good beer.”

War chuckled, “He is. Dad has taken to hiding a case in their house because the brothers drink it so fast at the clubhouse.”

“Justice!”

Vivi’s exuberant yell had him turning.

Vivi carried Bailey and walked with Ezra into the bar. She couldn’t wait to thank Justice. He’d changed her life, and she wanted to introduce him to her daughter. She looked around the room and saw him standing with a group of men in leather vests like his. How did you thank someone who changed your whole life? Who saw you in distress and gave you a hand up?

“Justice!”

When he turned at her yell, she walked toward the first man to offer her a helping hand. His choice had made it possible for her to fall in love with a man who loved her and her children with his whole heart.

Whiskey joined her when she stood in front of Justice. “I’d like to introduce you to Bailey and you know Ezra. We can’t thank you enough.”

Justice’s huge hand reached toward Bailey, then paused, looking for Vivi’s approval. Vivi smiled at him and then handed her daughter to him. She’d gotten used to big, strong tattooed men who adored children and Justice fell into that category.

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