23 Hours (Sacred Sinners MC- Mother Chapter Book 1) by Bink Cummings

Author:Bink Cummings [Cummings , Bink]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-06T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

KIT

Palms wrapped around a lovely, hand-thrown mug, I blow over the top of my hot tea to make it palatable. I tuck my legs beneath me. A cozy, knit blanket strewn over them, as I sink into Gunz’s couch with one of my new favorite women and the boy I raised. They’re keeping me company after a nap. It didn’t last long, but I needed it.

Both of my companions throw their heads back and laugh at an oldie but goodie about Adam. One he doesn’t remember, as he was too young. Yet, I do. Every minute of it.

Bink’s amusement slows to chuckle when she speaks. “I can’t say Harley has had one of those accidents yet.” She swipes the remnants of tears from her face with the meat of her palms and discards the wetness on the top of her thighs.

“Let’s hope you don’t need a strainer if she does,” I jest.

Caught up in the moment, Adam chokes on his merriment, folding in half at the waist as he gasps for air, coughs a dozen times, and punches the sofa cushion beside his leg. “Fuck. Mom.” He wheezes. I chuckle more to myself at his red-faced enjoyment than the experience I had when he was a toddler. To capture a mental snapshot of this moment to tuck away for later, to draw from when times get tough, I blink. Then I blink again, just to be certain I got everything.

“I hope not, too. If she does, maybe we should have Adam come clean up the mess as payback,” Bink teases, nudging my son's shoulder with her own. I can tell they’ve taken a liking to each other. Bonded amid chaos. She’s good to him, and he needs a lot of good in his life. That’s all I’ve ever wanted. Hell, that’s all any parent worth their salt wants for their children. Goodness. Happiness. To feel loved and wanted.

Content to just be, I sip my tea and watch their banter unfold.

“I didn’t poop in the bath on purpose.” Adam rolls his eyes, still smiling at the ordeal.

“Says you.” Her head swivels in good-natured attitude.

In an exaggerated display of ridiculousness only he’s capable of, Adam’s eyebrows waggle. “I’m givin’ your daughter lots and lots and lots of prunes, so you’ll need a strainer. I’ll get you one for Christmas.” He winks, slow and deliberate, a nostril wrinkling at the corner as he does.

Bink faux gasps, covering her mouth. “You are not.”

Head held high, nose upturned, my son puffs out his rather broad chest. “Oh, ye of little faith.” He speaks like a duke, terrible British accent and all.

Once more collapsing into peals of laughter, they soon lapse into stories of themselves as kids. Pivoting from poop in the bath to rainbow Band-Aids from Big Dick, the club president, now Bink’s man. How that one came about, I don’t know, nor is it my business. Adam shares his school shenanigans. The same ones that wound him up homeschooled. You know the gist of those.

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