AF MC Ohio (Book Two) by Esther E. Schmidt

Author:Esther E. Schmidt
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: MC romance, biker, MC disputes, Club business, vengence, revenge
Publisher: Esther E. Schmidt
Published: 2019-04-02T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

***Wendy***

Something’s going on. When Hedwig and I were in the nursery we heard shouting and when we went down the hall, we saw all the bikers leave. Well, everyone besides C.Rash, Hunter, and Quillon. And the prospects, they stayed behind too. Not to mention Hunter and Quillon are both pacing, both palming their guns.

“What’s going on?” Hedwig asks Tenley who comes rushing into the clubhouse.

She nods and waves the both of us to the couch. “Sit you two. Our job is to sit and let our boys handle it.”

“Handle what?” I snap, annoyed Tenley seems to know more than we do.

She rolls her eyes at my attitude. “Whatever it is they’re dealing with, Curls.”

Over the last few weeks I’ve become used to the nickname Casey gave me and everyone around here has picked it up. I never once thought I’d have a nickname besides everyone from Thorns ‘n’ Bones MC calling me Princess. At first, I wasn’t all too happy with being called Curls, but the way Casey explained the strength behind it...yes, it suits.

“Is it always like this?” Hedwig grumbles while rubbing her huge belly.

Tenley shrugs. “Depends, normally it’s kinda boring. It’s not like they have a shooting every other day.”

“What?” I squeak. “There’s a shooting?”

Tenley rubs her fingers across her forehead. “Fucking hell. Come on, Curls. Casey is a Fed, he’s used to things spiraling out of control, he’s done it for years, have a little faith in your man.”

“Yeah, well...we weren’t together when he was doing the whole shooting, risking his life, thing. And we’ve been together like a blink of an eye and he’s already got me in all kinds of knots,” I sigh.

“Shame our girl here’s got a bumper on the front, otherwise we could do shots to calm down,” Tenley quips.

Though I’m all about supporting my friend, my nerves are shot. “The hell with the bumper, she can watch, I need some and I need it now.”

I dash to the bar and grab two glasses, filling up both with a few fingers of whiskey before I hold one out for Tenley to take but her lips part and it’s as if she wants to say something and yet she doesn’t.

Suddenly it clicks. “Oh, shit, don’t tell me you might have a bun in the oven too.”

“I might,” she whispers.

“Great.” I smack both glasses back on the bar. “I don’t know if I should guzzle the whole bottle down or decline ‘cause with ya’ll being pregnant, it might be infectious. Though I haven’t had sex in weeks.”

“What is it with these bikers and not using condoms when it comes to Old Ladies? As if they can’t knock us up fast enough to tie us to them for life,” Tenley sighs but a smile tugs her face.

“Ransom hit bullseye at first strike,” Hedwig chuckles.

“So did Casey,” I sigh and two heads spin my way. Shit. That slipped out without realizing it. I’m so stupid. “Only kidding,” I squeak, stalking back to the bar to grab the whiskey.

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