Page 59 of Sinner's Redemption
To say I was fucking furious was moot.
None of the brothers gave a fuck.
They were extremely intrusive, leaving no stone unturned. My personal life was no longer my own. By the fourth day, I had enough and refused to answer another damn question. This whole mess wasn’t my fucking fault. They wanted to know anything they needed to interrogate their fucking club president.
I was done.
Sitting in the library, I was trying to decompress. I needed some alone time. Time to think about everything. Mainly, I needed to convince myself that after everything, Montana was worth it.
“Tessa?”
Looking up from the book I’d been trying to read for the last hour, I spotted a pretty blonde woman fidgeting in the doorway. I never met the woman, but seeing her tiny, protruding belly, I closed the book and placed it on the table beside me.
“Yes.”
“I’m Kali Vanderveer Stone. I’m Kansas’ wife. Can I sit?”
Kansas Stone. The youngest brother to Montana. He was the President of the Diamondback M.C. in Oklahoma. I remembered Mrs. Alice telling me about the brothers one morning at breakfast.
Smiling, I nodded. “Please. I would love some company.”
The pretty women smiled brightly. “I was hoping you wouldn’t mind. When Kansas told me you would be here, I was eager to meet you.”
“Why?”
“Because as long as I’ve known Montana, he’s never brought a woman home. I must confess, I knew about you. From before, I mean. Montana wasn’t the same after you left.”
I frowned. “Not sure about that. He got over me quick enough. My current situation can attest to that.”
Kali frowned. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. What I meant was Montana went through a rough patch after you left. He was angry all the time. His drinking…let’s just say he drank a lot.”
“How do you know Montana?”
“My grandfather was Albert Vanderveer. He ran and operated the Vanderveer Cancer Research Center. Montana and my grandfather were good friends.”
I knew of Albert Vanderveer. He was a huge benefactor in cancer research. He spent all his time and money on finding a cure. There wasn’t a hospital in the world who didn’t know his name. “I was sorry to hear he passed. My condolences.”
Kali shrugged. “Thank you. It’s been hard some days, but it’s getting better. Kansas helps and so do the kids.”
Smiling, I looked at her belly. “When are you due?”
Kali beamed. “Christmas.”
Leaning back in my chair, I asked. “So, what brings you to the big apple? Business or pleasure?”
Kali laughed. “A little of both. The Vanderveer Cancer Research Ball is coming up and I must be here for that. And Kansas’ father requested his presence. Just so happened the call came a day before we left to fly to New York.”
“So, I’m guessing you and Kansas both know what’s going on then, huh?”
“Yeah.” Kali whispered, nodding. “Would you like to talk about it? I am a good listener. I don’t judge.”
Chapter Eighteen
Montana
“Oh, this is rich,” Kansas laughed at my expense, as I glared at the fucker across the room. From the moment he arrived and learned of my predicament, Kansas wouldn’t shut up about it.
Baby Brother was cruzin’ for a bruzin’.