holding back fall down my face. The back of the jacket says, ‘Property of Killer’. When I go to place it back in the box, two little red bandanas lay at the bottom. They’re made to resemble headbands that will fit a baby’s head. These outfits are so cute.
“I hope those are happy tears, Sparrow,” Killer says, wiping them away.
“They are happy tears. I’ll have to call Bailey and Pops to thank them. Along with the rest of the club,” I tell him as we walk back toward the truck.
Sitting in the backseat is another box. I look at him with questions filling my eyes. Killer lets me know she sent home boxes for either gender. That way she covered her bases. Once the box is safely placed back in the truck, Killer leads me inside. We get food and eat until I’m so full I feel as if I’m going to burst.
Once we have cake, Killer leads me back to our room. My time in the common room is done for the day. Honestly, I’m exhausted and ready to climb in bed with him. Killer helps me undress and slides one of his tee-shirts over my head. He pulls the covers back for me and I slide in bed as gracefully as I can. My husband chuckles at me before getting undressed himself and getting in bed behind me. As with every night, he wraps his arms around me and pulls my body close to his. Sleep claims me after the work I did today and the excitement of an impromptu baby shower.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Killer
GWEN’S SURPRISE BABY shower was almost a week ago now. She’s been washing everything even though we still have months to go in her pregnancy. I guess it gives her something to do until we find Neil and she can freely leave the clubhouse once more. Once the clothes are clean and folded or hung, she places them in large totes to remain covered up until we get a new nursery set up.
Today is the day I surprise my wife with her last gift. This one isn’t for the babies; it’s for our family as a whole. The guys and ol’ ladies know about the house I’ve had built for our family on the compound since losing our other one thanks to Neil. We’ve decorated it and secretly been putting everything together without Gwen’s knowledge. Until now.
“Sparrow, where are you?” I call out, entering our room and not seeing her on our bed.
“Bathroom,” she calls out, opening the door.
Gwen walks up to me and I pull her into my arms. She sinks into me as if she’s exhausted and can’t bear to remain on her feet any longer. That happens more and more lately. I’m glad she’s still only working half days for now so she can get as much rest as possible. Her doctor says it’s normal since she’s carrying twins. I still don’t like it.
“Can you stay up for a little bit longer?” I ask her. “I have somethin’ to show you.”
“Yeah,” she says, stifling a yawn with her hand as she buries her face in my chest.
Wrapping my arm around her body, I help her out of our room and lead her to the front of the clubhouse where one of the SUVs is already waiting for us to use. After helping her in, I jog around to the driver’s side and hop in. When I don’t leave the compound, she looks at me with confusion filling her face. I drive us up past Slim’s house and toward the back of the compound. Stryker and I have each built a house up here. He doesn’t want to be that far from Gwen.
Stryker doesn’t let many people in or act as if he cares about anyone but the members of the club. However, he loves with his whole heart and when he lets you in, you need to be thankful. The only two women he’s truly let in to see the real him are Sally and Gwen. Gwen was much later than Sally. Ever since she got sick with the tampered food, Stryker has been there for her. Guilt is eating him alive because he doesn’t feel as if he protected her. He’s not getting close to Gwen because he wants her and that’s the only reason I don’t hate him for the way he is with her.
Our home is the second to the last one in the line of houses for the officers