“Really?” I murmur. “I don’t even know who Horse and Kenny are.”
“You’d never know it from this little bit. When you meet Kenny, lil mama, ask her. She’ll tell you, they didn’t have it easy and still don’t sometimes. You ask her and she’ll tell you what the two of them went through,” he declares, meeting my gaze.
“Um, okay.”
“Trust me, baby. When you hear their story, you’ll think it was from a book, but it’s their life.” I’m afraid to find out now. From the way he made that sound I’m not sure I want to know. “You about ready to eat some dinner and then we hand Miss Piper over to Rachel for the rest of the evening.”
My heart begins to beat wildly against my chest. I glance to where my daughter now stands in the playpen. She must have just gotten up from her afternoon nap which is normally anywhere from an hour to an hour and a half long.
Wow, I didn’t even realize it had been that long. I thought it was maybe thirty minutes or so.
Now it’s time to eat and hand my daughter off to a woman I’ve only spoken a few words with, but I trust Cane. Besides Rachel is Stoney’s ol’ lady and I knew I could trust him when he took on my brother.
Though that’s not something I really want to happen. I don’t want anyone fighting my battles for me.
“Okay, but let me get her straight first since she’s just waking up from her nap,” I mutter.
“Take your time, lil mama. Remember when it comes to us, the three of us, she comes first. We take care of her always.”
Oh my. I’m falling for him even more and I don’t mean to. This is nuts.
Nodding, I lean in to press my lips to his briefly then get up and take care of my daughter who for once remained quiet taking in the sight of me and Cane.
I step up to her and she holds her arms out for me to lift her up. “Let’s go, munchkin,” I murmur taking her to the bathroom. Once she does what she needs to and we wash her hands, I put her on her feet and open the door. Piper bounds through the doorway and launches herself at Cane.
“Daddy,” she squeals when Cane lifts her up and throws her in the air and catches her. I do need to warn him though not to pick her up by her arms.
“Cane, be careful with her,” I murmur.
“I am,” he states gently as he hugs Piper to him. “Who would want to hurt this little one by playing rough?” he chuckles.
“I mean you have to be careful not to pull on her arms,” I explain.
“Why?”
“She has chronic elbow instability.” I’d found this out when I took her to the emergency room and her pediatrician met me there. This wasn’t the first time it’d happened where her elbow dislocated from the joint.
“Lil mama, you need to explain that a little more,” he states.
“In laymen’s terms it’s nursemaid elbow where the elbow slips out of it’s joint.”
“I’ll make sure I don’t lift her by her arms, baby, and I’ll make it known that if the guys are playing and lift her up, they don’t pick her up by her arms,” Cane states, his eyes filled with worry. “Is there anything I need to know to do, in case it happens that her elbows slip out of place?”
Swoon hearts bowing to this man and the way he wants to take care of Piper.
“I always call the doctor and she meets me at the emergency room,” I murmur somewhat embarrassed.
I’m sure he wants to ask more about why I didn’t take her to the doctor’s office. ER visits cost money. But they don’t turn away anyone. I know I owe the hospital a lot of money because at the times these things happened my daughter and I didn’t have health insurance.
Cane gives me a look that says we’ll be talking about this all later. I’m willing to bet he hasn’t forgotten about my medication issue either. I mean it’s not that it’s a hundred dollars but it’s still forty dollars a month and that’s money I needed to feed my daughter.
“Hungee,” Piper says, breaking the silence between Cane and myself.
“Then we better feed you, babygirl,” Cane murmurs, giving Piper’s belly tickles causing her to giggle. It also causes me to smile.
I mean really smile.
Sitting at the table we sat at earlier, Cane places pizza on a plate for both Piper and I. I take my daughter’s plate and cut hers up into small bite size pieces she can eat.
All the tables were filled with people and Cane showed us to the table we’d been at when we had breakfast or whatever you want to call it.
I’m just taking the first bite when a woman, beautiful as can be steps up behind Cane and wraps her arms around him. “When are you gonna take me to bed, Cane? I miss having you inside me,” she asks though she’s shooting daggers my way.
Um, did she just say what I think she did in front of my daughter.
“Scarlett, back the fuck off me,” Cane snarls, shrugging her arms from his body.
“But, baby, I miss your big cock,” Scarlett pouts.
“Excuse me, can you reframe from using that language around my daughter?” I ask politely.
“You could just leave,” Scarlett states with a menacing glare.
“Bitch, you’re talking to my ol’ lady,” Cane snaps, standing to his feet.
“There a problem over here?” Tracker asks.
“Yeah, VP, this clubwhore’s trying to start problems,” Cane explains.
“Scarlett, I suggest if you don’t want to get your ass kicked to the curb you get to your room and stay there the remainder of the night. And for this, I’m banning you from fuckin’ any of the single members for two weeks,” Tracker announces loudly and Scarlett’s eyes widen as she takes off at a run to her room.
“Um, language please,” I murmur, causing several people standing near to chuckle. Tracker and Cane grin at me. “What?”
“Cute, lil mama,” Cane chuckles.
“I’m just saying you know, little ears around and it’s not just Piper,” I mumble.
“I know, baby, that’s why it’s cute,” Cane says, sitting back down in his chair. “Let’s eat. We have plans for the rest of the evening.”
Blushing, I turn my attention to my pizza and begin eating. More than ready to go about our plans for the night.
Chapter Twelve
Cane
I’m still livid Scarlett tried to pull some shit like she did. The bitch and all the other ones know the rules. The clubwhores all get three strikes, this is the first one Scarlett’s gotten and I’m pissed I couldn’t just throw her ass out right then. I never should have fucked her when I did. She’s been trying to get me to fuck her again ever since.
I do my best to calm down while I eat pizza the club ordered for tonight. Rachel must have felt like ordering out and when she does, she always orders enough for the entire club. After Stoney and Rachel’s house had been burned they stayed at the clubhouse since that’s where she felt safest. When she’d gotten pregnant with their son, Talon, Stoney decided to build a house on the property off to the side but far enough away they’d have privacy.