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  "Fine, but I'm there at all times."

  "Thank you! Thank goodness I kept up with my Brazilian wax appointments." She trails off as she cuddles up to me. I'm a throbbing mess.

  "Hey, you never told me why we are here and not at the clubhouse?" She presses enter on the remote and the movie starts.

  "I decided to move out and make a temporary home here while we figure out what the next steps are. I had the hotel salvage most of the stuff from your old room. We need to focus on finding a dream location, a house, and all that stuff."

  "What about the club? I know I said I dislike being here, but I don't want to leave them. My little nugget has a family and I don't want them to miss out." She rubs her stomach.

  "I don't think that will be a problem since everyone has a substantial amount of money and we talked about relocating the entire club now all we have to do is pick a..."

  "Oh, San Diego! Please baby?! It's my dream location and there's so much to do and the club will fit in, there are so many clubs already. We can stroll the pier with both the kids and watch Digi play big brother and get a puppy! Please, please, please?!"

  If she only knew she didn't have to beg me for anything. She's bouncing up and down on the couch. Her breasts look amazing, it's really hard to focus.

  "Aleister!"

  Oops, caught.

  "Then I guess we're going to California. We can talk details later, let's head to the clubhouse to discuss. It's almost time for church anyway."

  "I thought it was no women allowed?"

  "No, no club bunnies around. You're my ol' lady, full access. Come on, let's get ready to go."

  LYRIC

  We change and get dressed to go to the clubhouse for church. I follow him in and find myself bombarded by overbearing bikers.

  "Lyric, sit down we'll bring you something to drink and eat, here's a pillow..."

  Oh my gosh, they're so adorable and irritating at the same time.

  "Guys...I'm not about to give birth, relax. Hold your meeting, as usual, if I need something, I promise I'll ask."

  Jackal bangs the gavel, "Alright this is the first church since the whole fiasco. We are still awaiting any additional information, but I did find out that all parties at the compound will face four additional attempted murder charges for holding everyone hostage."

  I was a bit confused, "Four? It was just us and Digi, who's the fourth?"

  Cupid rubs my stomach and smiles, "Four, baby."

  "I made sure to tell the cops when they called me in for additional information that you were pregnant and the horrible conditions you were in, I tried to get them to add child neglect but he said it was a stretch, no matter. It adds time on all their sentences, even Trixie with her plea deal."

  Good, worthless bitch.

  She burned down my place because he wanted me and not her. As if that would have made him come running back. I guess good dick will cloud your judgment.

  "Anyway, let's discuss the big news, our brother Cupid has offered to split his inheritance with his brothers and now I open up the floor for discussion."

  Cheetah stands, "Well, I know we all thank our brother for being so generous. I propose we vote where to relocate, I assume no one wants to separate, right?"

  I look and they all nod, Cupid stands, "I would never leave the family behind, besides this little lady has a dream location I want to put it up for a vote. San Diego, California, now to make a point..."

  "No need, all in favor?"

  AYE!

  It was unanimous and I found my eyes wet with tears.

  Damn these hormones!

  I can blame my pregnancy for anything.

  "Well that was easy enough, we will work details of the move date, travel route, housing search for the new clubhouse and of course no one is obligated to stay in the new clubhouse but we have to agree on a centralized location. I expect you, Cupid and Lyric, to have a separate home to raise your family. Digi, I need you to look up what it takes to transfer the club's charter from state to state. Well, men, we got a lot of work to do as a club and individually. Church dismissed."

  He bangs his gavel and I exhale; didn't know I was even holding my breath.

  "Digi, sweetheart, come here."

  He sits beside me, and I take his hand. "I know you're an adult and of age with a fortune but if you want, I'd still like you to live with us."

  He looked even more surprised than the last time.

  "Really? I thought that maybe with the baby you'd be too busy for me and I am an adult."

  I just shake my head and smile, "Never, you'll be just as important as the baby. We want to be the family you always wanted." I look behind me and Aleister’s nodding in agreement.

  He nudges Digi's shoulder, "You know how I feel about ya kiddo, no matter the relation, brother or son, we're family."

  Next thing I know Digi hops over me to pummel Cupid in a hug. I slide over to avoid getting kicked.

  It was a sweet sight, my son and my...hey...

  "Uh, excuse me, not to break up the sweet moment but you and I have something to discuss, sir. Follow me."

  VISITOR

  CUPID

  She waves her fingers for me to follow her out to the backyard.

  We get away from the rowdiness of the house and she turns around.

  I don't like the expression on her face and then she crosses her arms.

  Shit.

  I quickly think back to see if I said something that may have pissed her off.

  "Aleister...what are we, what is this?" She motions with her fingers between us.

  UGH, why do women need to ask this question? I guess I can't blame her. I barely told her I liked her but could sleep with her. I was a mess; she deserves the world. She's carrying my son or daughter; she holds my heart.

  "What are we? We are a family. You are my girl, my feisty kitten, and my future wife. I want to show you every day just how much you mean to me, I'll never hold back from you again. And when I find the perfect ring I'll drop down on my knee and profess my ever-dying love for you. Does that answer your question?"

  She sits on my bended knee and wraps her arms around me and quietly sobs. She draws back and smiles, "It was perfect."

  LYRIC

  Several days later the club holds a BBQ to celebrate all the good news. It was a beautiful day and they set up the picnic tables out back. It was a bit windy but that didn't keep the guys from tossing the football around. It's amazing they will keep their cuts on for everything. It's dedication to their brotherhood.

  I sit at the table because the wind will surely blow my robin egg blue sundress up. Besides, I love watching them, Jackal's at the grill with Club bringing him the meats and whipping up all the side dishes. I asked to help but was banished from the kitchen. I swear they think I'm about to go into labor and I'm barely two months along. No matter, I love my family, even their over protectiveness.

  I feel a rush of air then a kiss on my shoulder, I look up to see my boyfriend smiling. I told him happiness looks good on him, he says he has me to thank.

  Who knew that being abandoned here would place me right where I needed to be?

  He sits sideways so he can slide me close to him, wrapping his arms around me.

  CUPID

  This is my life and I wouldn't ask for anything different, even my sperm donor kidnapping us to try to kill me for the money. Through all that, the turmoil, and bullshit I came out with my prized possession and she carries my legacy.

  Life is good.

  I hear the back-door creak open and Club clears his throat. I turn to see an older man next to him. He was impeccably dressed at his age; we usually never have guests. I assume he's in his mid to late 60's, he's in dark navy linen pants with a white button-down with a gray sweater over it. The sleeves are pulled up and his hands are in his pockets, obviously nervous.

  I wonder who he is?

  Jackal closes the grill and wipes his hand before walking over and extending it to the gentleman. They exc
hange pleasantries and I assume he's asking why he's here.

  The man speaks and I see Jackal's whole-body language change as the man uses his hands to talk. He has a nice silver watch on, it moves as his arms move, I can tell it's a nice quality. He smiles as he gestures, he seems like he has no ill will or anything.

  I study the gentleman; he reminds me of someone, but I don't know anyone that fancy.

  Lyric gains my attention when she tugs my beard and pulls me towards her for a lip lock.

  "Keep on, I still have my room upstairs."

  She laughs, "Hmm...don't tempt me."

  She makes me forget all about our visitor until he and Jackal are standing in front of us and Jackal clears his throat.

  I get a closer look at this character. He looks great for his age, he has short wavy brown hair, probably what my hair would look like if I cut it.

  Not happening though, besides, she loves to pull it and I love her fingers through it.

  Everyone is quiet, it feels like he's...studying me and it's awkward so I decide to stand up and offer my hand.

  Jackal speaks up, "This is Aleister, but he goes by Cupid." Jackal hardly ever calls me by my legal name, but I suppose it's for formalities.

  "I'll let you have some privacy." He walks back to the grill but looks at me over his shoulder and he looks...concerned?

  The man smiles, "And who is this lovely lady?"

  "Oh, I'm sorry this is my fiancée, Lyric."

  She smiles as she shakes his hand. "Nice to meet you...umm, I'm sorry, I didn't get your name?"

  He clears his throat and steps forward. He takes my hand and pats it, "My apologies, this isn't how I wanted us to meet. I'm...I'm so embarrassed by the actions of my son...your father. I am Bradford Jay Wellington, I'm your grandfather."

  Lyric gasped so hard I thought she might pass out. She steps back and behind me out of concern and he holds his hands up. You could see the pain in his eyes from her reaction, but could you blame her?

  "You have every reason to be suspicious of me, but I assure you I am nothing like the monster I raised. I am so deeply sorry for his actions towards his own blood...for money! I raised him better than that! He was always so damn rebellious, and he knew that my business and money would be there as his fail-safe. So, I changed my will hoping he would grow up! I..."

  He sighs and his shoulders slump as he runs his fingers through his hair, "I missed so much of your life because he withheld information about where you might be. I wanted to bring you in, teach you the family business. You could have had such a better life had he been a father and not a sperm donor. Imagine my surprise when he called me to get him out of jail but once I heard the story and saw the footage online, I was sick to my stomach, he is no son of mine! I came to formally tell him he was cut off from everything to do with the family name and was on his own after trying to kill his own son...for money! But I needed to see you first, to finally lay eyes on my grandson. I waited 30 years for this."

  He turns to Lyric, so much remorse on his face. "And you, I could not believe he would shoot an innocent woman to force him to bend to his will. I'm so sorry, please don't judge me from his actions. There's nothing I could do to make this right, but I am here to say that I am sorry to you, my grandson, and my future granddaughter. I am changing my will to leave everything to you, he never deserved a damn dime I gave him!"

  I hold my hand up, "Don’t do that, the inheritance is more than enough, in fact, we're splitting it with my family here. You should spread it among other members of your family and pick someone strong to run your company. I am happy with what you gave me and am appreciative of it, the circumstances not so much. I do not hold you accountable for him, you did your best. I want you to be in my life and I'd like to meet the rest of the family, if you allow me."

  He smiled from ear to ear pulling me into him for a hug, "Of course son! Nothing would make me happier, your grandmother just had hip surgery or else she would have come with me. She can't wait to see you, she told me to tell you she would bake up a storm." He chuckles at the thought.

  "Do you have a cell phone?" He hands me the newest iPhone, wow. I turn on the camera and take several photos of Lyric and I and hand it back. "Those should hold her over until I can make it out there."

  Lyric sighs, "Ok, I need to sit down. I'm starting to feel nauseous." She cracks a small smile as she slowly sits back down, my grandfather looked concerned.

  I shake my head, "Oh no she's okay, she's carrying your great-grandchild." His eyes lit up and started to tear. "Oh, that's wonderful, my first great grandchild while meeting my grandson, this is truly a blessed day."

  "It is, can...can you stay? We were just having a BBQ to celebrate coming out of this ordeal alive and I'd love to know more about that side of the family."

  My grandfather nodded and he sat across from us as we talked for hours, I introduced him to everyone and explained how Lyric and I planned on adopting Digi once we were settled in California and how special he was to us. He told me a little about my family. We were spread out through the U.S., but he was in L.A. with his wife, my grandmother, they had been married for 46 years and my father was their only child.

  Late in the evening, we are all seated at the table eating and enjoying the meal when Lyric jumps up covering her mouth and clutching her stomach, running towards the house.

  I don't think she'll make it.

  "I'm sorry guys, her morning sickness hits worse at night, I'll be back."

  I go to the bathroom by the bar and kitchen and she's lying against the toilet after emptying her stomach.

  "Oh, kitten..."

  She forces a smile, "I'm okay, it was the smell of sweet pickles. You don't have to wait for me. Besides your granddad is here, you should spend some time with him. I don't have anything left anyway."

  She gets up, washes out her mouth and leans against the sink facing me.

  I lock my lips to hers while rubbing her stomach.

  "I'm fine I promise, I'll go lie down in your old room. Go..."

  I kiss her forehead, the tip of her nose and then her lips.

  "Come on, I'll tuck you in." She just shakes her head, in no condition to argue.

  When I come back everyone looks at me for an update. "She's resting in my room, she'll be ok."

  My grandfather chuckles, "Your grandmother was like that, sensitive to smells, she had the worst nausea. Eventually, we had to get a prescription, keep an eye on her and take her to the doctor if she can't keep anything down."

  I nod.

  My grandfather left me all his information and I did the same letting him know that we would all be moving to San Diego. He was ecstatic to know we'd be a bit closer to him. I walked him out to his rental, which was a 2019 Porsche, who knew you could even rent that? I waved goodbye as he went to his hotel room which was, of course, the same hotel but I needed to wake up my kitten.

  "Lyric!" I called from downstairs while heading up the stairs to my room. I hear a squeak and stop by the door.

  "Mmm...oh...oh god..."

  I hear her panting.

  No way...is she?

  I open the door slowly to see my naughty little kitten punishing herself and moaning to the feeling of her fingers sliding in and out, her legs spread wide open for the deepest access.

  I chuckle when I step in, "Now is this the scene I would have walked in on had I opened the door last time?" I close and lock the door.

  "Mhmm..." She bites her lip as I sit next to her and pull her fingers to my lips, licking every sweet drop. I shot up like a fucking fire hose, I needed to have her.

  She sits up and peels off her sundress, all that remained was her forest green lace panties. She palmed her breasts waiting for me to react. I felt time stand still as I looked at the beauty before me. Her hair tousled about, her lip deliciously bitten and swollen, her chest heaving in anticipation as her gaze lowers, I was stiff as an arrow.

  "Looks like Cupid needs to shoot his arrow and I have the perfect target.
" She lays back with her legs open again as she teases her lips through the delicate fabric, I watched her squirm at her own touch...just you wait, kitten.

  I place my cut on the chair and rip everything else off me as quickly as possible.

  "Tell me, would you have finished had I not come up?" I rip off the underwear and lay my hardened dick right on her clit rubbing occasionally causing her to gasp. She wiggles trying to get it in, but I slide back ever so slightly.

  She huffs and I smile, "Answer me, kitten."

  I tease her by rubbing slowly.

  "Ooh...I heard you coming in... I knew, I knew you'd check on me. I wanted to play...please...I'm so wet fantasizing about what you'd do to me."

  Good lord, what she does to me.

  Her fingers tease my swollen sensitive tip and her overstimulated clit, coaxing a moan from her. I smirk as I watch her writhe under me...just...where...I want her. When she closes her eyes, I slam into her causing her breasts to bounce and a yelp to slip past her lips.