much if you accepted, but I completely understand if it’s too much to ask.” This time when she speaks, there’s nervousness in her voice. What could she have to ask me that would make her feel like this?
“Sweetheart, I don’t know how many times I’m going to have to tell you this, but there is nothing I have done that needs repaid. You can ask me whatever you want and I’ll happily oblige. I’d do anything for you. You should know that by now.” I hate that she feels like she’s in my debt and like she can’t ask me for something. I care about her just as much as I care about Dani and Sara. She’s like a daughter to me. I would do anything to make sure she’s safe and happy—give anything for her just like the other two. I don’t need anything in return.
“Well, I’m glad you feel that way because what I’m about to ask you is very important. It’ll most likely be a lot of work, and make you aggravated beyond belief, but I hope you agree.”
“Just ask already,” I urge, needing to know what it is. Hopefully my tone doesn’t come off mean because that’s not the way I intend it. I only want her to ask whatever it is she needs already.
“Okay, here goes nothing,” she says, leaving the sentence hanging a little before continuing. “Mack, you’ve been amazing to me and I see the way you are with little EJ and Harley. Would you do the honor of being the grandpa to the baby I’m now carrying as well?”
Again, I’m completely thrown off guard by her request. Well, the news in general. I didn’t see it coming when Sara said she was pregnant, but there wasn’t even a molecule in my body that thought Harlow would be pregnant as well. What a fucking day! A great and amazing day.
“Of course!” I shout, reaching out and dragging her closer so I can pull her in for a hug as well. Like she even had to fucking ask, but I kind of love that she did.
These girls have made me the happiest motherfucker in the world. I love my grandkids more than my own life, and knowing that I’ll be adding more is the best feeling ever. Better than being president of my club and better than the feeling of riding on my bike.
My smile is firmly planted on my face to the point of pain, but I don’t give a shit. I am so happy right now that if someone came in here to do any of these girl’s harm, I would shoot them with this smile still on my face. Well, I’d probably do that anyway…but still.
When Harlow pulls away, I look to where Dani is still sitting silent. She has a smile on her face that could rival my own. Knowing her, she probably has something up her sleeve. Do I dare take a guess?
“Are you pregnant too?” I ask, though I think I already know the answer.
Her smile gets even bigger and I can’t help but laugh. No fucking way! This has got to be the best damn day of my life.
“Are you shittin’ me?” I have to ask, because she could very well just be fucking with me, but I hope like hell she’s not.
Shaking her head, she finally gets up and takes the few steps to my bed. “Nope. We’re all pregnant. We found out a few days ago. We thought it’d be perfect to tell you first to bring your spirits up a little, but I gotta tell ya, I can’t wait to see the look on the guys’ faces when they find out.”
“Find out what?” Blaze says as he, Louie, and Toby walk through the door.
His tone is cautious but also almost angry. I’m sure because there’s something he wasn’t in the know about. Well, how does it feel, asshole? It’s nice to have a one up on someone right now when I can’t seem to get ahead anywhere else.
“Daddy,” the twins both squeal as they jump down from the chair they were sitting on, coloring, and run toward Blaze.
Leaning down, he takes both kids in his arms, gives them a smile, and kisses their cheeks before putting them back down.
“Go on back over and play while the adults talk,” Blaze says, before turning back toward Dani. I don’t know if something