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“Ol’ lady? You know I’m not ready for marriage, I don’t think I’ll ever want to get married again after what I went through with John, to be honest.”

“Not marriage, babydoll, my ol’ lady.”

Brass leans in, grinning, “His woman in the club’s eyes. It’ll be official, you’ll belong to him, he’ll belong to you, and the club will always have your back. No rings necessary.”

I can’t help but smile back. These dusty cowboy bikers seem like they’d be all rough, tough, and possibly even mean, but they are nothing of the sort. Just a group of hot, hard-working men, with hearts of gold beating in their chests.

“I love that. I can be your ol’ lady and still run my companies? Travel, you know, all of it?”

“Of course, I would never change a thing about you. I fell in love with this incredibly intelligent, successful woman. I would never want to change anything about you, least of all some of the things I admire most about you.”

“You admire me?”

“Sure as fuck do. I love you and I’m fucking crazy over you.”

“He’s mad, babe.” King winks at my man, and Madman growls in response.

“Okay, caveman. I’ll be your ol’ lady.”

Chapter 18

MADMAN

The end of summer…

Ihave Nickle working the gate, and River helping with the parking situation for all of our guests arriving. Seeing how Nickle is set on getting his patch sooner than I anticipated by putting in the extra work, it’s time to start integrating River, so he can get a feel for the club and possibly become a prospect. Never thought I’d have a son involved with the club, and it makes a new sense of pride fill my chest. My woman may not be keen, but my son has made it clear he’s a lot more like me than we ever anticipated.

Once Audrey had done me the honor and agreed to be my ol’ lady, planning around here was set into motion. I couldn’t take her for a celebratory run to meet up with some of the other clubs since she’s pregnant, so we began planning an end-of-the-summer barbecue and party to celebrate her. Everything’s all set up behind the clubhouse, with about twenty or so tables, an endless number of chairs, yard lights, fire pits, you name it, and it’s there. Texas may be hot during the summer, but it’s not too miserable for us to party at night.

Audrey leans in, lowly murmuring, “With school starting so soon, I didn’t think anyone but us would be showing up.”

“Babydoll, of course they will. You don’t know these brothers like I do; they enjoy a reason to celebrate and a good party along with it.”

“I know you told me being an ol’ lady is a big deal in the eyes of your club, especially for a president, but is it normal to have such a celebration for it? We could’ve flown somewhere private just us with the kids and done something to commemorate themoment, I would’ve been okay with low-key if it’s what you’d have wanted.”

“No way, I’m showing your ass off as mine. We’ve waited long enough with John’s funeral and getting the house situated for you and the kids, so you’d be more comfortable long term. I want the world to know you’re my ol’ lady, and we have four, almost five amazing kids together.”

“I love you, I’m tired of waiting, too. I want everyone to know how much you mean to me,” she whispers, laying her head on my shoulder.

I lean down a touch, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Love you too, little momma. And besides, you’ve moved your chef in full time, it’s not my fault she wanted to help out with the party. Blame her for all the food and the over-the-top cakes and stuff. Once that lady gets an idea in her head, there’s no stopping her. I still don’t know how she was cooking in both kitchens at the same time, it’s some voodoo shit if I ever saw it. Brothers can’t stop themselves from burning a pot of coffee, yet she’s a food magician.”

She laughs. “Gavin, I had no choice! If I lived off queso like I wanted, I wouldn’t be able to fit into any of my clothes! You Texans eat with your whole hearts, and my wardrobe was ready to burst; way earlier than it was with my past pregnancies.”

I can’t help but smile. For starters, I doubt she owns any of her clothes from past pregnancies; my baby momma likes her shopping a little too much. As for her getting bigger in her pregnancy, well, I love how fat her ass has gotten. It’s so meatyand perfect for me to grab onto when I’m sliding deep inside her. I wouldn’t change a thing. “Mm, we Texans just know good food. We call those happy calories, and buy new clothes.”

She shakes her head, snickering to herself. “Of course, that would be your answer. I’m not even surprised.”

My buddy from down south approaches and I proudly introduce them to my beautiful ol’ lady. “Hey man, thanks for stopping through. Good to see you and your better half.”

We shake hands, a grin firmly on my mouth as I introduce my brother, Rip, and his ol’ lady, Isla, to my Audrey. We tell them to help themselves to some food and drinks, and after I make my rounds, I’ll come chill for a bit and catch up. With both of our chapters being in Texas, we tend to see each other from time to time. It’s usually Kilo I send down there on runs to handle business, though.

Bull from South Dakota surprises my ass when I see his bike entering the parking area next. I had no idea he was making the ride. “Hey fucker! About time you came down to my part of the country.”

He offers a snort, punching me in the shoulder. “Who you calling fucker, fucker?”

A chuckle rumbles my chest as I shake his hand and pull him in for a man-hug. “Brother, I’ve fucking missed your ass. It’s been way too long. And don’t be sweet on my woman, she’s already had four of my kids.”

He tips his head back, laughter spilling free. “You jealous asshole. It has been too long!”

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