to them. So you don’t have to search for the matching sock.”
“Who actually wears matching socks?” Vinnie asks, looking pretty grumpy.
Rake starts laughing, obviously having gotten over the choking. “Fuck, does Sin know?”
Vinnie shrugs his shoulders, expression turning to amusement. “I have no idea. So it’s not just me fuckin’ thinking this?”
I look between the men. “What are you two on about?”
Irish storms into the kitchen at that moment. “Faye just interrupted me fucking to clean under my bed. Under my bed! Where is Sin?”
Tracker and Arrow then walk into the kitchen. Tracker looks around the room and smiles slowly. “Faye is being a psycho again. She’s so knocked up!”
Ohhhh.
Faye’s pregnant?
They knew that just because she was cleaning all of their rooms? Seems odd to me, but I’m new here, so what do I know.
Faye is next to walk into the kitchen, holding a broom.
“Is there a meeting in here I wasn’t invited to?” she asks, wrinkling her nose. “Who are we bitching about? Is it the woman Irish was having sex with? Because I don’t know how she walks with those gigantic boobs either.”
Irish scowls, his intimidating look probably scaring most women but not Faye.
“Does she float or sink in water?” Faye asks him, grinning at her own joke.
“Does Sin know?” Tracker asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Know what?” she replies, lawyer face now on, giving away nothing.
Tracker points to her stomach. “That you’re pregnant?”
Faye gasps, free hand going to her stomach. “What the hell! How did you guys all know? Did Sin tell everyone already? I only told him this morning!”
We all look at the broom in her hand.
She looks at it too, then drops it to the ground like it’s on fire. “Damn it! I was going to make an announcement on the weekend in a super cute way!”
The men all walk over and hug her, even Arrow, who I almost never see touching anyone besides Anna. I find it really sweet. I get up and hug her too. “Congratulations. Is Clover excited to be a big sister?”
Faye lets go of me and smiles happily. “She is. She wants a baby brother she can boss around.”
“She’s probably seen the way you act in the clubhouse,” Vinnie jokes, wrapping Faye from behind and kissing her on top of her head.
“Very funny,” Faye returns, shaking her head in amusement. “I’m going to finish cleaning and then head home.”
“No locked rooms, Faye,” Arrow says, narrowing his gaze. “Or do we need another intervention?”
The men all chuckle at that.
Faye rolls her eyes and purses her lips, but the glint in her eyes gives away her amusement. “Fine, no locked rooms. Arrow, your room isn’t locked right now though.”
She jogs off.
Arrow stalks behind her.
Rake looks to me, then to the door Faye just vacated.
“Do you remember if I locked my door?”
TWENTY-FOUR
One month later
I’M hungry, Adam,” I hear Cara tell Rake, making me stop in the doorway to observe the two of them. They’re both sitting on the couch, watching a cartoon.
“What do you want to eat, Angel?” he asks her, looking down and studying her.
“Out of anything in the world?” I hear my daughter ask. “Or from our kitchen?”
Rake chuckles at that and seems to consider. “How about, for now, from the kitchen, but tomorrow I’ll get you whatever you feel like from out in the world.”
Cara nods her little head and says, “Okay, deal. How about strawberries dipped in chocolate?”
I grin at her request.
“Isn’t that a dessert?” Rake asks slowly, shifting in his seat.
Cara simply shrugs. “Strawberries are fruit. Fruit is healthy.”
“Are there some already made up in the fridge?” Rake sounds hopeful.
“No, you gotta make it, Adam,” Cara says, sighing in exasperation. “I know how, but I need an adult to supervist me or I’ll get in trouble.”
“Supervist? Oh, you mean supervise.” Rake chuckles, body shaking in amusement. I hear him mutter supervist under his breath again in humor.
“That’s what I said.” Cara sniffs, standing up and holding her hand out to Rake. “Come on.”
Rake stares at her tiny hand, then places his over it.
My throat tightens at the sweetness of the gesture. I step back into the hallway as the two of them make their way to the kitchen. Cara opens the fridge and points to the strawberries, which are just out of her reach. Rake lifts her up so she can grab them herself. She puts them on the table, then gets the chocolate out of the cupboard and hands it to him.
“We need to melt the