Page 154 of Queen Of Clubs
After what feels like a lifetime of climbing stairs, I suck in a few deep breaths. My pregnancy has been amazing, but I’m due next month, and I’m really starting to feel it.
I stop in one of the bathrooms to freshen up before heading to Two Of A Kind. Sliding my master key from my pocket, I unlock the door, and let it swing open.
All four heads swing my way, and the room fills with hungry growls.
My whole body ignites as a whimper escapes me. My belly heats and a gush of slick runs down my legs. I want them badly. Whatever they have planned for me tonight, I’m theirs.
Calvin is dressed in a suit with the jacket off and his shirt unbuttoned, showing off his sexy, inked chest.
Zane, Everett, and Griffin are all in jeans with their zippers undone and no shirts on. Zane growls a command, “Come in and close the door, Trouble.”
And like the good little omega I am, I do as I’m told.
Epilogue 3
Jade
Seven months later
There's an electric hum in the air as the crowd around me chants for an encore. The show was amazing, the first one they’ve done since our daughter, Kira, was born.
Our sweet baby girl is strapped to my chest, noise-cancelling headphones over her little ears. She is screaming with delight, a total simp for the concert life, as she wiggles and reaches her arms out for her daddies on stage.
We’re in our own little VIP section in the middle of the front of the stage, keeping our baby girl away from the speakers.
“Do you want more, Las Vegas?” Zane asks, and the crowd goes wild. My sexy rocker walks toward us, his dark brown hair slightly damp with sweat and dressed in a leather jacket, dark jeans and no shirt. Griffin has nothing on but shorts and Everett is dressed head to toe in ripped everything. It’s crazy to think these men, who the world loves so much, are mine.
“I don’t know. What do you think, Ra-Ra? Should we do another song?” Zane asks, crouching down and putting the mic to Kira’s mouth.
She grabs on to it with her chubby little hands and lets out a shrill scream of joy making everyone laugh.
“I think that’s a yes.” Zane chuckles, looking down at his daughter with a love I don’t think I’ve seen towards any of us. “I think I know just the song.”
He gives me a look, and I nod. Unstrapping Kira from my chest, I hold our chubby little butter ball out to her daddy. Zane takes her into his arms, and the crowd eats it up. She grabs his face and squeezes his cheeks together, making him chuckle.
My heart explodes with how damn adorable these men are with our daughter. They are the best men in the whole world. They love her so hard, and I couldn’t think of better fathers for our kids.
Zane walks back toward Everett and Griffin. They move from their spots, going over to Kira and pepper her little chubby cheeks with kisses. She burst out into squeals and giggles. Grabbing my phone, I snap a bunch of photos.
“Alright everyone, one more song, then we gotta go put this little princess to bed. So, what’s better than a lullaby?”
Kira rubs her sleepy eyes with her tiny fists before placing her head on Zane’s chest. He puts the mic in its stand and holds Kira snug as he rocks back and forth.
The guys start to play, this slow rock beat. I melt for these men as I listen to the song they wrote about our daughter, the lyrics making me tear up. It’s a song about a few knights not knowing how much you can love something until the world gave them their princess.
How they never want to see her hurt, to protect her from all the bad and slay all the dragons who threaten her safety.
Calvin wraps his arms around me, and I lean back into his touch as he places his chin on my shoulder. We rock to the music, letting it sink into our souls. Zane made sure Calvin helped with this song too, because it’s written for our daughter, and he wanted him to be a part of it.
Life has been crazy-amazing since Kira was born. I’m still working at the High Roller on the weekends. Calvin and Zane have both taken over the label and made a lot of changes to fit their brand.
Everett and Griffin have taken on some more roles at the label but not much. They’re mostly home with me and Kira, or writing music.
The band is still going strong, putting music out, but this is the first time they’ve performed live in concert since their world tour.
As for more kids, we’ve agreed on two years apart between each little one, so that I’m not pregnant for four years straight. I’d probably kill one or all of the guys if that was the case. Plus it gives us time to enjoy them at this stage because they don’t stay little forever.
We did agree to get DNA tests done to figure who contributed to Kira’s DNA. But we’re holding off until we’re ready to try for baby number two.