ROWDY
Kat had been on the verge of tears all morning. Maria was barely calmer. The cats freaking out didn’t help, and the drive to Little Memphis only riled them up more.
My mom’s reaction to the mix-up surprised me most. Despite my assurances, Bebe had gotten herself worked up over the idea of Kat running away from me.
She had already pictured a perfect life for me with Kat as my wife and the boys growing up down the street from my parents.
Anything distracting from that dream set off her emotions.
With Bebe, Kat, and Maria already agitated, the baby mix-up gave them an outlet to lose their shit. Once Cavan and Colson were dressed, though, the women chilled out.
I took Kat’s hand and guided her into the open kitchen and family room.
“What do you think?”
Though her green eyes were tired and still wet, they still lit up as she took in the modern condo. “It’s beautiful.”
“Super masculine, don’t you think?” I asked and waved around. “But we can add feminine touches to even it out.”
“With two sons, we shouldn’t go too feminine.”
“Your place is colorful and warm. I think those colors would help warm up my place.”
Sizing up the space, Kat zeroed in on the cage in the corner near the windows. A covered litter box sat next to Goblin’s sleeping spot.
“Where’s your dog?” she asked. “Where are the cats?”
“I have no idea about the cats. They bolted as soon as Vanessa opened their carriers. Goblin is at Clint’s condo.”
“I feel guilty over keeping him from his home.”
“Look, I love Goblin,” I said, feeling Kat spiraling again.
“He was my first kid. I babied the hell out of him. But he’s a tough little shit and can handle staying with his buddy Hanzee over at Clint’s place for now.
After we introduce the cats to him, we can sit back and enjoy the three of them battling for dominance. ”
Kat’s worried expression shattered under the weight of her smile. “Tough or not, Goblin has met his match with the girls. They tag-team their opponents, like two velociraptors hunting the kids in ‘Jurassic Park’.”
“That’s going to be some entertaining shit,” I said and wrapped my arm around her waist. “Do you know what will also eventually be entertaining?”
I guided Kat to the staircase leading to my loft bedroom. Smiling instantly, she slowly made her way upstairs. I didn’t rush her, knowing stairs weren’t easy with her still-healing surgery incision.
Seeming winded by the time she reached the top, Kat was quick to crawl onto my bed. Her gaze glowed as she remembered what our bodies felt like together.
“We’ve shared a bed for weeks,” I reminded the naughty vixen currently eye-fucking me. “We still have another month before we can get raunchy again.”
Kat bit her bottom lip and smirked, “I’m going to ride your dick until we’re both begging for mercy.”
Crawling onto the bed next to her, I murmured, “Your words are imprinted here,” I said and tapped my head. “In a month, I’ll have very specific expectations.”
Kat stroked my chest. “I have a list of fantasies we couldn’t act out in my back seat. But here, in your bed, we’ll have the room to explore.”
My hand slid up her black leggings, over her belly, and landed on her tit. Kat grew wary as soon as my fingers reached her stomach.
“Don’t you dare get insecure with me,” I warned her. “You’re the best-looking woman I’ve ever seen. Besides, the things you’re insecure about are from carrying my boys. Those stretch marks are battle wounds that I plan to kiss all over.”
Kat stared at me like I’d solved all the world’s problems. Her awestruck expression made me smile. Her lips on mine were demanding in the best way. I started thinking about how long we could stay upstairs in bed before people came looking for us.
Yet, when her hand went for my dick, I nearly bounced out of bed with the terror of Goblin underestimating a stubborn grasshopper.
“Whoa, now,” I said, nearly falling off the mattress.
“I feel like we could have fun sooner than a month from now.”
“No,” I said and wagged my finger at the horny vixen crawling toward me. “I want all or nothing.”
“That seems silly. Why not just let me make you feel good?”
“My mommy is right downstairs,” I whined, making Kat laugh. “And you know how loud I get when I feel good.”
A blush spread across Kat’s cheeks when she remembered us getting wild. Her gaze flashed around my room as her fingers stroked my sheets. This was the Kat I knew from our hookups. Under her anxiety was a wild woman with a love for riding my dick.
“Once the next month flies by,” Kat promised, breathing easier now, as her lusty gaze held mine, “we’ll leave the boys with your parents and break in this bed.”
Returning to the mattress, I trapped Kat under my body. Our kisses hinted at the fun we’d have once her body was ready. Until then, I’d need to handle my boners alone.
We finally pried ourselves apart and headed back downstairs. Maria squatted on the ground next to my brown couch. She glanced up when we approached.
“The girls aren’t happy.”
“They’re about to feel worse,” I warned when I heard Goblin barking outside my door.
Beckoned by the dog’s calls, I let him inside despite knowing the chaos I was unleashing. Goblin flew inside and barked at Kat and Maria before turning back to find me. The dog barked and bounced around my feet, making me laugh, which only egged him on more.
“Sorry,” Farley said as he entered after the dog. “Every time I take Hanzee and Goblin out to the courtyard, your boy barks at your door after we head back.”
I saw Farley eyeing the nursery where my mom and dad were standing.
“Want to meet my sons?” I asked, instantly winning a grin from my club brother.
Brushing aside his shaggy brown hair, he replied, “I can’t believe you have kids.”
“Well, first, this is the woman who carried my sons and will one day be my wife,” I said and gestured at Kat.
Seeming confused, Farley looked between the two women until I wrapped an arm around Kat to help him put together which of the women was mine.
“I remember you from the Fire Hooch,” Farley said in an overly warm voice.
“I remember you, too,” Kat said, making me frown. “Rowdy told me about you.”
I thought back to what I might have said. Realizing I called him needy, I hoped Kat wasn’t overly honest.
Rather than share my not-so-positive teasing, Kat introduced Maria. I scowled at how Farley kept inching closer as if he might hug them.
“Let’s meet my boys,” I told Farley before he could touch my woman.
Nearby, Goblin had discovered the cats under the couch and rested on his belly watching them.
“Do you think your cats are capable of killing Goblin?” I asked Kat.
“Yes, but they have no hunting instincts.”
Maria smiled. “They only tease the spiders they find.”
“Well, okay, then,” I said and gestured toward the nursery. “Farley, thanks for taking Goblin out for me.”
Farley gave me a nod before his gaze flashed at Kat. The vibe he was giving off made me want to punch him in the fucking face.
I hated feeling this way! Jealousy wasn’t my thing. I was known to share easily with everyone. But Kat was off limits, so I might need to injure my friend to stake my claim.
My parents backed away from the cribs to allow Farley a better view. His hazel eyes lit up at the sight of the boys in their color-coordinated bodysuits. I adjusted our positions to keep Kat from standing next to him.
“They have the same face,” Farley said and looked at Maria and Kat. “Just like you do.”
If my sons weren’t watching, I would have shoved Farley to the ground and stomped on his balls. The guy was acting horny for my woman! Right in my fucking face!
“They’re color-coordinated,” Maria explained. “It’s how we keep track of who is who.”
“Did your parents do that with you?”
“No, and I’m probably not the original Maria,” she said and shrugged. “Well, it’s actually Mariana, but my first father didn’t like the long version of my name.”
Kat nudged me with her hip, drawing my irritated gaze from Farley down to her glued to my side. She widened her gaze and tilted her head toward her sister. I had no idea what she was signaling. Was she sensing Farley’s horny vibe?
I looked back at my parents, who were whispering next to the other crib. Bebe smiled at me and glanced at Farley. Everyone seemed to think his behavior was hilarious!
My gaze flashed toward Farley, who was acting as if he’d never seen babies before. Sure, my boys were especially adorable, but I was still pissed.
Then, I noticed Maria sliding her hair behind her ear in the same way Kat had done with me when we were first flirting at the Fire Hooch. Wait, was Maria jonesing for Farley?
A moment of clarity helped me realize Farley wasn’t eyeballing Kat but her sister.
Finally catching on, I smiled at my woman. I’d been hoping Maria might hook up with one of my club brothers. The happier Maria was in Little Memphis, the more satisfied Kat would be with our new life.