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“Showtime,” Dare said and stood with Tank.

“Stay here,” Brax said and stood with other men.

Tank nodded his head toward the back when Crusher looked at him. The president nor the others had on a happy face as they headed to the back with Brax, Dare, and Tank following behind.

I almost felt sorry for the woman.

Almost.

Chapter Eighteen

Ghost

“Are you sure you don’t want me to go with you to the appointment?” I asked as I walked into the bedroom as Luna’s head popped through the neck of the shirt she pulled on.

“I really appreciate the offer and am happy you want to be involved in everything, but... It is only the first visit of many. Bailey is working today, and I’m nervous enough without having you hover,” Luna said and pulled her jeans up. “Dammit, my pants should not be getting tight already.” I watched as she worked to snap her jeans.

“I am a big man, baby.” I grinned when she looked up and glared at me.

“Duh, like I don’t know that. The kid can wait to growafterI’ve pushed her or him out. Finally,” she said as the jeans fastened.

“Don’t think you can control that, baby.” I walked to the dresser and grabbed my keys.

“Can you at least let me fantasize that I’m going to be one of those women who looks like she’s smuggling a basketball under her shirt? Not one who looks as if she’s carrying the whole team.”

“Where do you come up with this shit? It natural, and besides, you could use a little extra weight,” I said and then turned around and found I was receiving the death glare.

“Sure, you say that now, but what are you going to say when I don’t lose the extra weight after the baby? I’m left with saddlebags and not the kind that goes on a damn bike either. Or breasts that sag because they don’t go back to my original size. Or the elasticity in the skin at my stomach that’s shot to hell, and my pussy is so loo—" I cut off Luna’s tirade by wrapping my arms around her and taking her mouth with mine.

“Love ya, baby. You’ll always look beautiful to me,” I said when I broke the kiss. “And I won’t complain one bit about walking behind you and holding up your breasts.”

Luna smacked my arm. “You’re such an asshole,” she said, then laughed. “I better go. I don’t want to be late for my appointment. You sure you don’t mind me driving your truck?”

“No. I’m going to shower after you leave, then take your bike over to the garage. Coast called while you were in the shower and said he had some time this morning.”

“Thought they had an order to finish?” she asked as we walked downstairs.

“They do, but Coast had detailing to do on one of the tanks and figured he could knock yours out while he was at it.”

“Oh, that’s cool of him,” Luna said as she dug in her purse and set the key to her bike on the island. I opened the back door for her and walked her to the truck.

I took my keys out of my pocket and unlocked the door and opened it for her. When she gripped the ‘oh shit’ handle to help pull herself up, I put my hands on her butt and gave her a boost.

“Want me to get you a couple pillows to sit on.”

“Aww, you are so funny,” she said as she sat down in the seat. I handed her the keys, and she started the truck, then adjusted the seat to her needs.

“Call me when you get done. That way if I’m still at the garage, I’ll head to the house to meet you.” I leaned in and kissed her forehead.

“Okay, that will work. Love ya, sweetie.”

“Love ya, too,” I said, stepped back and closed the door. I stood where I was until she’d driven out of sight.

I went back in the house and decided to forego the shower until I got back from the garage. It had been awhile since I’d gotten a little greasy and with my brothers behind in their bike order, they could use a couple more hands.

On Luna’s bike, I was glad it was only a short ride to Speed’s. I wasn’t sure if I could’ve taken a longer ride. Flirt stepped out of the garage as I rode up and shook his head.

“Brother, I don’t think that bike was made for you.” I flipped him off as I dismounted, and he chuckled.

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