Page 47 of Lore
We’re all sitting in the waiting room. There are so many of us that there aren’t enough chairs, but no one seems to care. War is the only one inside with her, and he hasn’t even come out to give us a fucking update yet.
Even Ghost is here, leaning against the wall, ankles crossed. He’s throwing his dagger in the air and catching it by the blade.
The twins are seated on either side of me, and Bones, who can’t fucking sit still, picks up a magazine and starts flicking through it.
“Apparently, men fall in love with women who stress them out,” he states, smirking. He lifts a page so we can see. “And look, there’s advice on how to give good blow jobs!” He brings the magazine up close to his eyes. “Maybe I should leave one of these lying around the clubhouse. Some of the girls, I’m not going to mention names, could use less teeth, if you know what I mean.”
Skull makes a sound of amusement in the back of his throat. “Doesn’t stop you from asking her for them.”
Bones puts his hand to his chest. “I’m a man with needs, brother.” He then turns to me, arching his brow. “Speaking of, you fucking your old lady yet or what?”
I clip him across the back of his head. “A man doesn’t fuck and tell.”
“Since when?” he asks, frowning as he shares a look with his twin. “You told us in detail how you fucked both Daisy, Rose, and Brandy at the same time on one of the pool tables in the middle of the day. You tell us about all your conquests. It’s lore around here.”
Ahh, fuck. “Not anymore. I’m not going to tell you what’s going on with me and Butterfly. I didn’t give a fuck about those other women. She’s different, and she’s the mother of my children,” I remind him.
He looks down at my crotch.
“What the fuck are you doing?” I ask him.
“Just making sure you still have a dick.” He smirks, his tone well-entertained. “Fuck, all the women in Rest Falls must be crying right about now.”
I clip the back of his head. “You just wait until you find your woman, Bones.”
He shivers, scowling. “Why would you curse me like that, you fucker?”
“You called?” Curse yells across the room.
Skull laughs under his breath.
“Leave Lore alone,” Rune demands, crossing his arms over his chest. “Atiana is fucking hot.” He brings his dark eyes to me. “You’re a lucky man, you know that? You should be thanking your lucky stars a woman like that is giving you the time of day.”
My eyes narrow. “Is that a way of you telling me you’d fuck my old lady if you could?”
“Fuck yes, I would.” He smiles widely, flashing his dimples. “Does she know about your body count? I bet she fucking doesn’t.”
“Which body count are you referring to?” I tease. “How many I’ve killed or how many I’ve fucked?”
Bones mutters something about murdering pussy.
“All of you shut the fuck up,” Prez growls, pacing in front of us. His stress level is clearly high. “My daughter is giving birth to my grandbaby. I don’t want to listen to this shit right now.”
We all go silent.
“What is your body count?” Bones whispers, amusement lacing his tone.
I’m about to tell him to worry about what he’s doing with his own dick when the doors fly open, and War stands there, a wide, proud smile on his face.
“I have a healthy son,” he announces.
We all cheer.
Another child to add to the next generation of Serpents of Chaos MC.
ATIANA
“You didn’t tell me he sent flowers,” I whisper-yell, while Lore cups my face with his big hands. We’re sitting at the bar, and I’m having a soda while Lore is having a beer. “And now a letter? Do I even want to know what it says?”
