Page 49 of Eight Bikers' Heir

The triplets chuckled next to me, shaking their heads in amusement.

“Feisty little thing, huh?” Auden said to me from my left.

I smirked as I crossed my arms over my chest, peering at Aisling with pure admiration in my eyes. She had no idea just how big of an effect she had on all of us. We had busy, exciting lives before her, but there had always been something missing. We were a family, but we weren’t… complete.

We looked after each other, but we wanted someone to spoil and protect. To please and hold. We wanted a child to love and a woman to be in love with, and… I believed we had found what we all wanted.

But did Aisling want us back the way we wanted her?

“Clear out of here,” Hayden told us, motioning for us to get out so that they could start on the surprise.

We were all dying to know the gender, so the seven of us left pretty quickly, heading out to our bikes in the garage.

“I guess we have to burn time. Anyone want to go get a bite to eat?” Cameron asked.

The others nodded, but I waved them on.

“You guys go ahead. I’m going to take a ride,” I said, slipping on my helmet and starting my bike before they could say anything to me. I just needed a little while to think.

I rode away from the clubhouse, listening to the roar of the engine and the wind whipping past me. Wanting to be out on my own, I took a quiet back road, soaring down the asphalt as my thoughts started to wander.

It was odd thinking how far I had come in my life. I went from a broken man in a different gang, reeling from the loss of my baby brother from a drug overdose.

I was done, and I needed a change.

That was what the Iron Serpents were for me and starting this group was one of the best things that I had ever done in my life. These guys saved me in a way that they didn’t even know, and I felt indebted to every single one of them.

That was why I felt the need to put in place a secure future for us.

I couldn’t help but feel nervous when I thought about the future and all of its uncertainties. I didn’t care what the gender ended up being. I was worried about everything else.

How would I train them? What would their name be? How would they lead the club when they became of age? What would everyone’s future look like?

I had no answers, which drove me crazy. How could I lead seven other people without any answers or insight about the future? I didn’t want to mess up, and I also didn’t want to be a bad father. On top of it all, I didn’t want to disappoint Aisling.

Throughout these past months, I had gotten closer to Aisling. Truly, all of us had.

We gravitated to her, adamant on protecting our heir. Then, it quickly became about caring for her too outside of the obligation of our agreed plan.

I could tell that the others had started developing feelings for her outside of pure desire.

I felt so damn attached to her, finding myself always thinking about her and wondering what was on her mind.

The one-year mark was approaching very quickly, and the closer it got, the more dread I felt because I didn’t want it to end. I didn’t want her to leave the clubhouse and go on with her life besides doing things for the kid.

I didn’t want her to leaveus.

But I couldn’t force her to do anything. She seemed to be having a good time with us, but did she want to continue that? Did she feel something deeper for us past desire? I wished that I could look inside of her head, but all I saw was her big eyes and radiant smile.

A beautiful sight but one that didn’t tell me the answers to the questions that kept me up at night.

I was so deeply ingrained in my own thoughts that I was almost late getting back to the clubhouse. My heart raced as I hurried down the road, already knowing that I was probably the last to arrive. The last thing I wanted was for Aisling to think that I didn’t care enough to show up on time.

As I approached the clubhouse, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion at the sight of the guys waving me down in an empty lot that was a few spots down from the clubhouse. I headed that way, parking my bike next to Auden’s at the end of the line of bikes and shutting off my engine.

There were tables full of catered barbeque, along with coolers full of drinks. Pink and blue balloons were tied to the table legs and to the handles of the coolers. All of the decorations really put it in perspective that I was about to find out the gender of my baby.

My heart rate seemed to stutter from the thought, racing out of control before finally falling back into pace. Holy shit. This was happening.