Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
“I got the sausage,” Prue said. “I found Tate and Charlotte on the way back.”
Angel turned, smiling at both of them, before rushing toward them, hugging them.
“I’m going to feed my kid,” Tate said, taking a seat at the table.
Charlotte turned away as Tate started to nurse her child.
Another feminine sigh made her look toward the door. Eva, Tiny’s old lady, came into the kitchen with Tabitha and Miles walking behind her. Charlotte did remember some of the women’s and kids’ names as Gash had shown her several pictures he owned.
“Angel, how do you do it?” Eva said, collapsing down at the table.
“It’s not my fault. This time, this little person decided to wake me up.” Angel was heavily pregnant, and from the beautiful smile on her face, she was already in love. Charlotte looked away, knowing what it was like to have those feelings of love, and wishing it was the start of something more.
One day maybe she would know that feeling again, but not right now.
“You’re all lovey-dovey,” Tate said.
“Does anyone know what happened with Lacey, Whizz, and Daisy?” Eva asked.
“Lash made sure the parents signed over on the adoption. Everything is going through,” Angel said.
Lacey chose that moment to walk into the kitchen. Her hair was bound on top of her head, and she wore a white tank and shorts. Ink showed down her arms, as she was heavily tattooed. “What’s going on?” Lacey asked. “Are we having a women’s meeting?”
“Nah, talking about you and your new kid,” Tate said.
A squeal released from Lacey. “We have already gone shopping. Sally and I are going to decorate her room all pink, and I’ve already got Whizz ordering furniture. Once all this crap blows over, I’ve got plans.” Lacey clapped her hands, and Charlotte chuckled. The woman’s excitement was rubbing off on her.
“I’m glad,” Angel said.
“Tell me about it, those fuckers weren’t fit to be parents,” Tate said.
“Did you know they left her at school?” Eva asked.
“Yeah, Angel told me, fucking bad news.”
“You get used to it,” a dark skinned woman said, walking into the kitchen. “I’m Sunshine. I belong to Alex. He’s the least popular of all The Skulls.” Sunshine shrugged.
“We all love Uncle Alex,” Tate said.
“Anyway, I just wanted you to know that you get used to the whole chaos that is the club. The women, they’re all over, and it just jumps from one to the other.” Sunshine chuckled.
“I hope so.” Right now Charlotte didn’t have a clue how she was going to get along with all of these women. They had their own little spots, their own little roles to play. She sat at the table and simply observed them. More women and then men entered. The kids ran in as well, and the whole scene before her was that of a family.
“Hey, baby,” Lash said, moving behind Angel, and touching her stomach. Charlotte watched as he kissed her neck, and Angel went a dark shade of red. “Missed you this morning.”
“Our baby wanted me to bake bread.”
“Remember, relax, and don’t exhaust yourself.”
“I won’t.”
The scene touched her heart. This was a family, one big happy family.
“Charlotte!” Her name being hollered had everyone turning to her. Frowning, she got to her feet, and left the kitchen in time to see Gash running downstairs. He wore a pair of jeans that were unbuttoned, no shirt, and his boots weren’t even tied up.
“What?” she asked, gently.
He walked toward her, taking hold of her face, and pushing her against the nearest wall. When it came to her, he seemed to have a thing about walls and pushing her up against them.
“I thought you had left.”
“Why would I do that?”
“She needed the toilet,” Tate said.
Charlotte’s cheeks heated.
“I woke up and you were gone.”
“Together forever, right? We’re in this together.”
He nodded, and before she could say anything else, he slammed his lips down on hers, claiming a kiss she hadn’t been ready for. His lips were hard and demanding. She had no choice but to open up, and take the kiss that he gave. He slid his tongue into her mouth, and she met his strokes, remembering how good he felt licking her pussy.
Pressing her thighs together, she moaned, wrapping her arms around his neck, holding him again.
“Ew, Uncle Gash is being so gross,” Tabitha said, rushing past them.
Gash pulled away, and she saw a large, older looking man chuckle. “She thinks she wants to marry Simon.”
“I guess you’ve got nothing to worry about with her then, eh, Tiny?” Gash said.
Tiny burst out laughing. “If I could, I’d stop all of my kids from growing up. I don’t want them to.”
The large man she now knew as Tiny walked into the kitchen.
“Simon?” Charlotte asked.
Gash pointed into the room at a young girl with brown hair. “See that little girl?” She nodded. “Well, she’s got a thing going with the son of another gang. You see why Tiny was laughing? She can’t handle us kissing, so she’s not going to want to kiss Simon, Devil’s son.”