She laughed at the amount piled on her plate. “I don’t think I can eat that much.”
“That’s okay. What you don’t eat, I’ll finish for you.” Tuck took his first bite of chicken enchilada and groaned. “Oh my god. This is amazing.” He shook his head and swallowed his food. “Bellamy, if you weren’t already married to Race and I hadn’t knocked up Kylie and was down to my toes in love with her, I might try to steal you away.”
“I highly doubt that,” she laughed. “I’ve heard how much you and Darren enjoyallof Kylie’s cooking.”
“That is true.” He turned to Kylie with a wide smile. “Good thing she’s more woman than two men can handle.” He squeezed her leg under the table and winked at her again before going back to eating.
“Yeah. Good thing.” Race frowned at Tuck. “I’d hate to have to shoot you in the ass for trying to steal my woman.”
Kylie wasn’t exactly sure how seriously to take Race’s teasing. Would he really shoot one of his brothers for trying to steal Bellamy away? She thought about it and came to the conclusion that yes, he would do exactly that. She took another bite of her enchiladas and thought to herself that she needed to get the recipe form Bellamy before they left.
“Are you getting excited about your baby shower?” Kylie asked her during a lull in conversation. They were having it at the clubhouse with all the old ladies, Bellamy’s employees and her Grandma Martha. Lindsey’s friends Cami and Jenna had become close to all the old ladies and were invited as well. She kinda thought it was funny how the clubhouse, known for its wild parties with copious amounts of booze and uninhibited sex, was the site of more and more baby showers. She could hardly imagine what the single brothers were thinking about it. Given the Sons were still not finished dealing with the Phantom Furies, it was only logical that the women all got together there where they would be safe.
“Yes. I can’t wait to see all those tiny baby clothes.” Bellamy held her hands close together, her fingers and thumbs pinched together like she was holding an outfit. “I can’t wait to see him. The closer I get to my due date, the more excited I get. I keep trying to picture what he’ll look like, but I can’t, considering all the possible combinations of us he could be. You know what I mean?”
“I know exactly what you mean. And I keep wondering what Tuck and Darren are going to be like as girl dads.”
“Hey. I resent that. Darren and I will be the best girl dads ever. I mean, if Jackson can do it, we’ve got it made.” Tuck scoffed.
Race choked on his tea. “I’ll remind you of that once she gets here.” He had two daughters and a son with his first wife so he would know what he was talking about.
“You’re so lucky to have two men helping with the baby.” Bellamy shot Kylie a sneaky grin, knowing full well that her words would rile up Race.
He frowned, his eyes narrowing on her. Kylie bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing at Bellamy’s wide, innocent eyes. “What?”
“Really?” His frown turned into a smirk. “Do I have to show you again later what happens when you poke the bear?”
“I don’t know what you mean.”
“You will,” Race promised.
“So, how’s that bike you bought coming along?” Tuck grinned, enjoying the back and forth between the two. Kylie didn’t doubt that if Race and Bellamy were to swipe all the dishes to the floor and proceed to have sex right in front of them, Tuck wouldn’t have a problem. He’d probably ask for popcorn. That was the thing about the men in the club. Sex was no big deal. If the mood hit you then by all means, go for it. It didn’t matter if it was in one of the bedrooms with the door wide open or in the middle of a party.
“It’s going pretty good. With everything going on, I haven’t had as much time to work on it as I’d like. And I don’t want to work on it unless Derrick’s here.”
Bellamy wiped her hands on her napkin and with a little effort, got up from the table. She gathered her dishes and startedto reach for Race’s when he grabbed her hand. “I’ll get this. You cooked.”
“It’s okay. I know you’re dying to show Tuck the progress you and Derrick have made on the bike. You want dessert now or when you come back inside?”
“When we come back inside.”
“Okay. Sounds good.” She dropped a quick kiss on his lips.
Tuck gathered his and Kylie’s dishes and took them to the sink, then followed Race out the door to the garage.
Kylie helped clear the table and get the dishes rinsed and into the dishwasher while Bellamy put away the leftovers and wiped down the table. After working in companionable silence for a bit, Bellamy broke it.
“How’s Darren doing? Race says he’s staying at the clubhouse?”
Kylie retook the seat she’d been in earlier and released a pent up breath. “I don’t know. I haven’t been able to talk to him since he’s come back. He won’t answer my calls, but he will return a text, which irritates me.” It really pissed her off that she always ended her texts with “I love you” and he didn’t. He used to all the time, but since he’d been back he’d been holding back. He was more than likely not saying it because he thought Kylie would never forgive him for what he did if she ever found out. But she already knew. Did it make her happy that Darren had sex with Sadie? Hell no, but at least he was alive and partially in her life. It downright hurt thinking about that damn video Crockett had sent. Emotionally it would hurt for a long time. Logically, she knew it was against his will.
“How long are you going to let this go on? Him staying away and avoiding you and Tuck instead of trying to talk things through?” Bellamy leaned back in her chair, her hands clasped over her baby belly.
“I don’t know. Tuck says we need to be patient and let him work things out on his own, but my patience is wearing thin.” She paused, then asked, “How much do you know about Darren and what he’s been through?”
“Just that he was given alotof that drug.” She absently rubbed at where her son was kicking. “What does his recovery look like? Have you talked to Bacon?”
“Yes, we talked to Bacon. He explained that the drug was meant to be taken and then have sex within an hour of taking it. Which from what I’m given to understand that that is what usually happens. The problem is once the drug is taken, if the person doesn’t have sex within that hour they start experiencing a lot of pain. The longer you wait to have an orgasm, the more extreme the pain gets. And the kicker is you can’t get yourself off. I know it sounds weird. What kind of sicko creates a drug like that?” She rubbed her hand across her brow. “Darren was given four doses.”