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Opening my door after unlocking it, I make my way inside and leave the girls in the hallway.

“You’ve served your purpose. I’m not fuckin’ you right now. Probably not ever,” I tell them as they stare at me with confusion filling their faces.

“What the fuck, Omen? You’re the one who talked about a threesome and now you’re not letting us in your room?” Meisha questions me, anger filling her face as she glares at me.

“No, I’m not lettin’ you in my room. If I wanted a threesome with the two of you, I would’ve let it happen when we talked about it. I have no problem gettin’ pussy and the two of you really are patch chasers. You only want me because I’m an officer in the club,” I state as a look of guilt flashes in their eyes before they put their carefully blank masks back in place.

“Is this because of that skank downstairs? You know she’s not really carrying your baby, right? She’s using some other asshole’s baby to get you in her bed. I’m sure you never even fucked her,” Darian says, her voice full of hate and rage.

“I actually did fuck her. All fuckin’ night long. If she says she’s pregnant with my baby, then I know it’s the truth. Oaklynn isn’t a liar unlike the two of you. Stay the fuck away from her when she’s here and don’t talk shit about me either. I’m not gonna fuck either one of you and I really hope you know how to fuckin’ act like adults or you’ll be out on your asses quicker than fuck,” I inform them, anger coursing through me as I slam the door in their faces and listen to them shriek and bitch outside my door. Fucking skanks!

Stripping out of my clothes, I leave them in a pile on the floor as I make my way into the bathroom. The only thing I don’t let touch the floor is my cut. I’ve never once let it touch the floor or have disrespected it in any way. That’s one thing I’ve learned from a young age because of my dad and the other brothers in the club. You don’t ever disrespect your cut because it’s the same as disrespecting the club. After making sure my cut is hanging on the back of my chair, I enter the bathroom and turn on the water of my shower as hot as I can stand it. Steam fills the bathroom as I look in the mirror and take in how exhausted I am. I’ve got dark circles under my eyes and only part of the reason I’m so tired is because of the run I was just on. The rest is because I spend more time tossing and turning instead of sleeping. Thoughts and dreams of Oaklynn consume me and it keeps me up more than it allows me to sleep.

Shaking my head from the thoughts consuming me, I get in the shower and let the hot water run down over me. It eases my tight muscles as I place my hand against the wall of my shower and give myself a few minutes to just ease the soreness from being on the road for so long. I’m getting too old for this shit. Each run I go on lately seems to take me longer to bounce back from that. Plus, I really don’t want to have sex. Yeah, I thought I did when I was pulling in and parking. When faced with the reality of the new situation I find myself in, I discovered the last thing I want is to fuck one of the Slayer Slits or to pick up some random woman for a few hours of fun. All I want is to take my shower and crash in bed for a few hours. Maybe then I’ll go down and have a few drinks with the guys who still live in the clubhouse.

Chapter Four

Oaklynn

WATCHING OMEN DISAPPEARwith the two women hurts me more than I thought it would. I knew it would be hard to see him with anyone else considering I still want to be with him. Omen consumes my thoughts and it’s not just because of the baby I carry. I dream of him every single night and wonder what he’s doing when I’m awake. Now that I’m in Frostford, I’ll run the risk of running into him on a regular basis and I’m not ready for that shit. Today has proven that to me as I cling to Jace while Omen disappears from sight up the stairs toward his room with Skank One and Skank Two. They turn and smirk at me over their shoulders as he leads them upstairs and jealousy fills me. I’ve never been jealous of anyone in my life. Hell, I caught one of my exes cheating on me and wasn’t even angry. That’s the exact opposite of what I feel right now. I want to go rip those women away from Omen and make him see that I’m standing right in front of him. That I’m here and want to be with him in any capacity he’ll allow it to happen.

“Are you okay?” Marie asks me, anger on her face as she looks at me and her gaze lingers on my stomach.

“I’ve been better. It’s okay. Jace was just gonna take me home,” I answer her as Rooster steps up behind his wife.

“You don’t have to leave because of him. Don’t let Omen keep you away from the clubhouse,” Rooster states, his deep voice washing over me as he stares at my stomach. “Our son is an idiot and needs more sense than what he currently has with this situation. Need to ask, Oaklynn. Is that baby you’re carryin’ Omen’s?”

“It is. I’m sorry you’re all finding out so late and this way. I thought it was best to tell him in person and there was a lot going on at home so I couldn’t leave. Plus, I know his rule about being with a girl once and only once,” I tell them, a sad smile on my face as I look at them before turning my attention to Jace. “I’m gonna head to the bathroom and then we can get out of here. Please.”

“Of course. I’ll be right here waitin’ for ya,” Jace tells me as Marie and Rooster remain silent.

I don’t know if they’re pissed or upset with me about the situation with the baby. They’re his or her grandparents and have the right to be in their life. I won’t keep my baby from them regardless of what Omen chooses to do. I know this is a shock for him and I’m not gonna force a decision on him one way or another. If Rooster and Marie want to be grandparents, then I’ll allow them as much time with the baby as they want. At the end of the day, there is no reason for me to punish them just because their son is a dickhead.

Walking into the bathroom, I take care of business before moving to the sink where I start washing my hands. Before I can finish, the door opens and those two girls who Omen took upstairs walk in the bathroom. They’re glaring at me and I know this confrontation is about to happen whether I want it or not. I want to laugh my ass off because if they’re back downstairs, Omen didn’t fuck them and only made them go upstairs to turn them away. The situation is funny as fuck if I let myself think about it.

“Look it’s the skank pretending to be pregnant with Omen’s baby,” one of the girls says as they step up close to me. “Who do you really think you’re fooling with this little game of yours?”

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