Chapter 14
Sutton
With my hand in Irish’s and my other hand held by Maisie, he led us to my SUV.
Once Maisie was all buckled in, he opened my door.
Once I was settled, he leaned in, swept his thumb over my cheek, and said, “You need me, you flash your lights, alright?”
I smiled weakly, then nodded.
Then, after Irish closed my door, I heard, “Mommy, I’m right here if you need me. Okay?”
I turned around in my seat and smiled at my girl, “Thank you, baby.”
I took in a deep breath, and then I turned my SUV on, my Christmas present from Irish.
When we pulled up outside of the cemetery, I wanted to laugh at all the shocked stares the men of Zagan MC received. But also that of Soulless Outlaws, Pagan’s Soldiers, Immoral Saints, Wrath MC, the Alabama chapter, and the Texas chapter.
But I didn’t.
Instead, I cut my SUV off, unbuckled, climbed out, and got Maisie out.
Just as I was shutting her door, a steely arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me to his front.
His face lowered, pressing itself into the side of my neck, his lips brushing the skin there as he asked, “You okay, baby?”
I nodded, then wrapped my free hand around his that was resting against my stomach, “Yeah, I won’t be later. But right now, I am.”
***
We all stood there as the little girl’s casket was lowered into the ground.
The headstone read Paisley Marie Combs. Beloved Daughter. Friend. Gone too early, but never forgotten.
As soon as everyone left, we surrounded Holly.
The girls and I wrapped her in hugs, Adeline looked at her, “Whenever you need girl time, we are always here for you.”
***
We had invited Holly to spend the holidays with us because she didn’t need to be alone.
Paisley was all she had left in the whole world.
Thankfully, she had decided to celebrate the holidays with us.
But I had a bad feeling about it.
We were going to have to keep a close watch on her.
And sadly, I had been right.
Holly hadn’t been able to cope with the death of Paisley, and I doubted that if I were to lose Irish and Maisie, I would have done the same thing she did.
She slipped away peacefully the very night after Christmas.
It was a month later, as I walked out of the salon, when I saw something sitting on the hood of my car.
Four white doves.
Mom Dad, Holly, and Paisley.
I didn’t have to second guess that or question it, I just knew.
I lifted my head to the sky, and I smiled. “Thanks, Mom.”
But that wasn’t the only thing that rocked our world, or rather mine.
No, after Irish had disposed of my stepfather, and the MC had killed the men, a certain someone showed up at the clubhouse.
And if I hadn’t been watching it with my own two eyes, I never would have believed it.
Love at first sight.
Whitt looked like he had been knocked on his ass.