Page 59 of Devil's Dilemma

“Maybe you can get your friend Pyro to take you.”

I slap that down immediately. “Pyro’s not that kind of friend. He’s just looking out for me.”

“Hmm. He spends a lot of time with you.”

Because he’s doing it for his dead brother. Not for me.

Sometimes I regret that. When he places that innocent kiss to my forehead whenever he leaves me, I have to resist raising my head and accidentally letting our mouths meet.

Must be the pregnancy hormones making me horny.

Chapter Nineteen

Pyro

Mel’s got this adorable little baby bump going on. I keep sneaking glances when she’s not looking. I can’t wait until she can feel it move, and perhaps she’ll allow me to place my hand on her stomach to experience it. That’s my niece or nephew in there, I keep telling her, but really, I’m feeling almost paternal. It might not have been my sperm that created it, my dick might never have experienced the inside of her cunt whether gloved up or bare, but it doesn’t stop me feeling I’ve been with her every step of the way on her pregnancy journey.

Only one thing better would be if I got up the nerve to tell her how I really feel about her.

She’s one hundred percent focused on doing everything right for the baby and is not in the market for a man, which is lucky as I won’t need to look for places to bury a body. I know I’d kill any fucker who touched her with his hands, let alone put his cock anywhere near her.

There are so many times while I allow myself the only liberty I can take when I wish my lips could feel her mouth, and not just touch the skin of her forehead.

I’d like to think we’re good friends now. I can make her smile, laugh, and I am happy she responds to me. Of course, she hasn’t forgotten Skull, but the initial pain has lessened considerably.

I don’t want to fuck our friendship up. If I press my case and try to get more, I may end up with nothing at all.

She’s eighteen weeks now, and today we’re going to see the baby. I’m so damn excited I keep dropping my tools and can’t keep the grip on the nut I’m turning.

“Yo, Ro.”

Now I’ve an excuse to give up. I stand. “Prez.”

“Just wanted to say I hope it all goes well today. Mel’s having her ultrasound, isn’t she?”

“Yes.” I nod. I’ve been trying to keep my reaction low-key and hide my feelings from my brothers.

“I wish I’d seen Theo, you know? Not met him when he was already seven months.” His face falls. “I let Violet down, I would have been there for her if she’d have felt she could come to me.”

I don’t know what to say, so settle for, “She knows that, Prez.”

“I’m pleased, Ro, that you’re going to be there for Mel. Fuckin’ sorry that Skull can’t be.”

We both raise our fists to our hearts momentarily. Still no body, but he’s dead, we all know it. Respect to our lost brother now always shown whenever his name is mentioned.

“Couldn’t leave her to do it alone, Prez. She’s club.”

“See if you can bring her around after, Ro, she’s stayed away too long. I bet a lot of us would like to see the picture of that new Devil she’s incubating.”

I’ve already decided to pay out for the best quality one they can offer. “I’ll do that.” Hopefully I can persuade her to come to the club. Surely Mel will enjoy showing it off? As long as it plays along, we’ll know whether it’s a boy or a girl as well.

Prez suddenly grins. “I’m jealous as fuck, you know? I’ll have to wait until Vi gets pregnant again.”

I smirk. “That’s up to you, Prez.”

As he laughs, I glance up at the clock. “Well I better get going. Don’t want to be late.”

“That you don’t. Get out of here, Ro.”

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