I used to have the whole school eating out of my hand. Now they won’t even acknowledge me. – MeaganEvie sat at a table in the clubhouse with final exams and papers scattered around her. A church meeting was taking place down the hall. She knew that her musketeers were in there waiting for a final vote. She was certain that all three would be patched. Just as she was sure that when she got to their class tests, they would all pass. Not because of favoritism, but because they had accepted every offer she gave for review. Priscilla only missed one review session when she was out of town with Taz. Even Meagan came, partially because Aramis practically made her.The front door opened but she paid no attention to it. She still had two more classes to grade tests for and she hadn’t started on the world history class papers.“Miss Reagan?” Evie froze for a moment because no one called her that here. Not even her students. She looked up and saw Meagan standing in front of her.“Miss Walter
Life would be so much better if some people were never parents. – AramisAramis called later that night, but Evie was, quite literally, tied up. The following morning after breakfast, as Tank got ready for work and Ink snuggled with her on the couch, she called Aramis back. By the time she got off the phone with him, one man was at work and the other asleep. “I’ve gotta pee.” Evie laughed at Ink as he tightened his grip on her waist. She tried again to get up, but he simply snuggled his head back into her lap. “Let me go pee and then I can call Tank. Once you two are caught up on teenage drama, maybe you can help me relax before reading papers?”“Get out of the pajamas on your way back.” He said as he moved off of her. When she returned to the couch, sans pajamas, Tank was already on video chat. Sitting down next to Ink she smiled at the other man on the phone. “We have the next three months to keep you naked, right?” Tank asked and she heard someone in the background. Grinning, Ta
Men suck. And not in the suck on my clit and give me an orgasm type way. – TazThe Friday following graduation, Becks called Evie. Although they had talked and were friendly at the clubhouse, she had never really been included in anything with the old ladies. When Tank messaged her saying that Becks would be calling, she assumed it was about Priscilla. “Hey, Becks.”“Hey, Evie. Some of us girls are going out tonight and I thought I’d see if you wanted to go.”Evie almost dropped her glass of tea from shock. Setting the glass on the counter she tried to formulate words.They did not formulate. “You there?”“Yeah, sorry, I’m just…”“Wondering why it took so long to be included.” Becks suggested. “Yeah. A little.”“Taz.”Taz and Evie had become pretty good friends over the last several months. Her Saints students wrote a lot of their weekly papers over Taz and her MMA fights. With the teens spending so much time with the two of them, it just seemed natural that the women became frien
I finally found out what’s worse than the man flu. A woman who has a summer cold and two men who are lost without her. – DocTank woke up with his chest burning up. He moved away from where he was spooned up behind Evie. Ink also moved away from her. She whimpered and shivered as she sought out their warmth. Ink pushed her hair off her face. “She’s burning up.”“I’m calling Doc.” Tank said grabbing his phone. He didn’t care that it was four in the morning. His woman was sick. “Yeah…” came a groggy greeting from the speaker phone.“It’s Tank.”“Who’s dying?” Doc asked as he yawned.“Our woman is burning up.” Ink said. “What is her temperature?” Doc asked and the two men looked at each other in confusion. “You don’t know where the thermometer is, do you?”“No, we don’t.” Ink admitted.“Okay, I’m on my way.” He yawned again. “I don’t need sleep.”Tank grunted and ended the call. Ink pulled on a pair of Disney pajama pants and Tank pulled on black athletic shorts. Both had been bought
I’ve seen my children through everything from colds to major surgery. – IsaacIt took nearly an hour for her temperature to drop below a hundred. When it did, all three men gave a collective sigh of relief. “Alright, let’s see what’s wrong with this beautiful lady.” He said as he began his exam. Her blood pressure was good and pulse strong. He had noticed that she seemed to have a hard time breathing even though her lungs were clear.Gently he pressed his thumb to her cheek just below her eye. As soon as he touched her face, she flinched away from him. “Well, now,” Doc said softly as he tried to repeat the action on the other side of her face. “Let’s get you some antibiotics for that.”“What is it?” Ink demanded. “It appears that she has a sinus infection. Is she allergic to any medication?” the two men looked at each other over the woman they both loved. “Law?” Tank suggested and Ink repeated it as he reached for his phone. Then he thought that the other man would definitely answ
At least all my sisters are compact. – LawLaw scooped his sister up out of Tank’s lap and carried her into the bathroom. The water turned on as Dixie told Tank to get her a t-shirt and change the bed sheets. When she told him to leave the blankets off, he balked.“Won’t she get cold?”“Niño, does she feel cold?” “No, ma’am.” He mumbled as Ink brought a plate and another water bottle into the room. The water in the shower turned off and a moment later Law was in the doorway with Evie wrapped up in a towel. He was dripping a puddle on the tile floor. “Tank, will you bring me my bag?”Tank did and took Evie back to the bed. He pulled his shirt on her and sat her on Ink’s lap. She snuggled in to go back to sleep. “Evelyn Marie, you need to eat.” Law said as he dried the floor.She murmured something and turned in Ink’s lap to get more comfortable. “Evelyn Marie Reagan!” Dixie warned over the phone. “If you don’t eat, I will have your sister fly your fathers up there and they will be
Can I sit in your lap and cry this time? – JoshuaWhen Joshua called Evie and suggested that they get together for lunch, she immediately suggested the Cookie Jar. It was a little bakery café that sat at one end of the odd shaped building. Originally it had s grain silo at either end with offices in the middle. The new building was built on the same foundation with the Cookie Jar at one end, a novelty shop at the other end and a small office in the middle. It had custom wainscoting on the wall in the shape of giant cookies. The walls were a happy pale yellow with pictures of her twins and their multiple cousins. Shiloh’s favorite part was that on the bottom of the plates, bowls and oversized coffee cups was the declaration I STOLE THIS FROM THE COOKIE JAR. It was the best form of advertising that she had ever seen. Although she bought her set of oversized mugs, she still smiled at seeing it. And usually considered making a pit stop for a cookie, croissant or fried potatoe slices. W
My parents will call really early in the morning, because I decided to be born really early in the morning. – EvieJust as it had ever since Evie moved out, her phone started ringing at 3:17 the morning of her birthday. At the same time, Tank and Ink’s phones also began ringing. Ink handed the phone to Evie, who was on the other man’s shoulder. Answering all three phones, her parents began singing happy birthday. “Happy birthday to the last child to stretch out my vagina!” Dixie yelled and Evie laughed. She wasn’t sure if she was laughing at her mother or her men. They both choked in surprise. “Happy birthday to the vagina who pushed me out. I know, dad, it’s actually the uterus that pushes but that’s not going to get quite the same reaction.”“As long as you know.” Isaac laughed. “What are your plans?”“Same as you. Once we get off the phone, I’m getting laid.” She smiled as Ink laid his phone on Tank’s chest with the other two. “Always good plans.” Israel said and Dixie giggled.
I’m very good at being Sophia. I just don’t like being her. – ShilohThe door to the Shack opened and a large group of men in suits entered with a woman in the middle of their pack. As they moved through the building, the men moved off and took up positions around the large space. The woman stopped in front of Pagan who wrapped her up in his arms.“We’re going to get them back.” She quietly promised.“I know.” Pagan whispered against her neck.She pulled away from him and pressed a kiss to his lips before she turned in his arms. “Werewolf, what do you know?”“They were taken by Aranya. We know where their president is.” He answered.She spoke in Italian, and six men stepped towards Werewolf. “Tell them.”Werewolf nodded and pulled up the map on his tablet. He explained where the Aranya clubhouse was located and what he knew of the buildings. “Don, with your leave?” Nico asked and Sophia nodded.“Yes, bring him to me.” The men turned to leave. “Nico," Sophia warned, "do not spill any
Mother, I’m not sure who you think you are but let me assure you who you are not. – SophiaNico leaned over and spoke softly in Sophia’s ear. “Do not let her take hold again. You are in charge of her. You control her.”Sophia nodded and gave him a small smile. She needed the reminder. Shiloh only had to be Sophia for a little while longer. They were winning the last few hold outs over to their side. There were a few that her mother still had convinced that it should be her stepson to take the position.With Sophia at his side to make it legitimate.Otherwise, he was just another son of just another capo. Elizabeth did not want to admit that she had moved down the ranks of the family. When she had first married Joseph, he had been second in line to the throne. His older brother and wife were both killed only a few weeks after Joseph had married Elizabeth.Joseph would be the next to lead the family. But then, the inner war took place and Joseph was caught in the crossfire. His father,
I don’t give a damn how it’s done. I just want it done. – PaganPagan was hammering out his frustration along with the hot metal on the anvil. It was the second day of the meeting with the family, and he was missing his wife.He couldn’t help the smile that crept across his face when he thought of Shiloh as his wife.When it was confirmed who her family was, he understood why she did not want anyone to know that they were married. Until everything was settled, it could put him and his girls in danger. He didn’t understand everything about her family, but he knew it worked like the Saints.They had a family leader and CEO of the company. Shiloh was Nonno’s only living heir and should take his place. Be the next CEO. But it was not what she wanted.She would do it out of duty and obligation. And Pagan was certain that she would be good at it. Shiloh had a good mind for business and could lead the family and business with very little effort. But her heart was n
If it goes well, you will never have to use your old name ever again. – NicoPagan loved waking up in the morning with Shiloh in bed with him. Most mornings, he woke up with her sucking on his cock. Or his balls. Or moving between the two.This morning was no different. He moaned as his hips thrust up and she took him all the way down to his base.“Fuck, babe.” Pagan growled.She hollowed her cheeks and bobbed up and down on him. His hands fisted in her hair and guided her as she bobbed, and he thrust. Pagan pulled her off him and towards him for a kiss.“I need in you.” He said between kisses.Her hands moved to his shoulders as she moved up his body. He sat up and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Shiloh wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. Moving his mouth to her neck, Pagan guided her onto his cock. “Pagan.” She sighed as his head pressed against her folds, sliding into her slickness. He growled again
I love you, Shy, but if you say you’re going to wear a white dress, I’m calling bullshit. – GertieSaturday after they got married, Shiloh went with some of the other ladies to a bridal shop. Surrounded by so much white and ivory, she and Gertie stood out. They looked at each other and shared a smile before they both busted out laughing.“Yeah…” Karan smirked. “I don’t know if we’re going to find anything for Shiloh here.”“Yes, we will.” Rye assured her as she walked towards the back of the large warehouse style store. The rest of the women all shrugged and followed her back. They weaved their way through racks and racks of gorgeous white, ivory and pale pink wedding gowns. There were large and puffy ones, others that were slim and fitting. And there were yards and yards of skirts, hundreds and thousands of beads. Satin, silk, taffeta and tule.Several of the women stopped to admire a gown or dress here and there. Mia pulled one out and held it in front of her.
I won’t even tell Toad. I’ll just tell him that we got the marriage license. – PaganPagan and Shiloh walked into the Shack holding hands just like they always did on Church nights. Ashlyn ran towards Priscilla to show the teen the new outfit. Alyssa headed for Athos to try to con him into a ride. Pagan was never sure if she was going to try for a ride on the bike, or a horse.Nessie looked at the couple as they came through the door from her usual table between the pool tables and the couches. She grinned at them, and Pagan headed towards her having learned not to avoid her. Nessie always knew way more than she should and said that the ghosts talked to her.Pagan had seen the poltergeist activity. Heard her say things about people that very few knew. “It looks good on yeh.” Nessie grinned at Shiloh. “What?” she asked quietly.“A new last name.”They both were quiet as they stared at her.“Yeh’ll not hear it from me. It’s not me place. We can put it
This is just for you and me. The other wedding will be for our girls. – Shiloh Shiloh walked into the front office of the fab shop and did not miss the loud annoyed sigh from the woman behind the counter. Pagan had told her about Carrianne and admitted that if it wasn’t that she was so freaking efficient, he would certainly fire her.But she kept the shop stocked with the iron and other metals that they needed. The other supplies and equipment were never low. Water and sports drinks were always on hand in the coolers and protein bars on the shelves. Project schedules were laid out with monthly, weekly and daily time allotments. Custom jobs were priced and bid for a hefty profit while not discouraging the buyer. Phones were answered when they had to be, although she preferred emails. And those were responded to within a business day at the most.Pagan knew that she did most of her work while she was at home, and he had no problems with it. Carrianne had told him onc
Most people make the mistake of overcooking the lasagna. – NicoOn the second Saturday of the new year, Nico invited himself over to teach the girls how to make authentic Italian lasagna. He showed up with almost all the ingredients that they would need. As he mixed up the pasta dough, he explained everything to the girls. Pagan and Shiloh sat at the table watching them. “Daddy always just thaws out the lasagna and puts it in the oven.” Ashlyn declared and Nico acted like he was going to die in the kitchen.Shiloh laughed at her cousin as he lay on the floor clutching his heart, mumbling a prayer in Italian. “I’ve made it from scratch before.” Pagan grumbled with a smile.“You never made the pasta.” Ashlyn pointed out.“Or the sauce.” Alyssa added.Shiloh laughed harder. “They have no loyalties to you when it comes to food.”“None.” Pagan agreed as Nico slowly and dramatically stood back up. The girls were helping him as he clutched the cabinet door
I don’t think that you understand your place within this family. – Elizabeth GiordanoPagan and Shiloh spent New Year’s Eve at the Shack while the girls went to a kid’s party over at Chance’s house. He knew that his new wife would not be comfortable with the New Year’s Eve activities and hosted the annual party for the kids. When Pagan had called Chance at ten in the morning, Rye answered the phone whispering.“Hey, Pagan.”“Good morning, Rye. How are the girls?”“Still asleep. Hang on.” Pagan could hear her moving around in their house and then she took a picture. A moment later, his phone chimed as the picture came through and he clicked the speakerphone button before he moved the phone so that both he and Shiloh could see the screen.Chance was lying on his back asleep on the living room floor. He had his niece, Morgan, asleep on one shoulder and Alyssa asleep on the other. He looked happy and content asleep surrounded by a dozen or more club kids.