Bishop"I'm toast. Who knew painting and putting together furniture took so much out of a person?" I sigh as I sit on the floor in the nursery. Looking around, I'm proud of what me and the guys accomplished today. Being a part of a family like this is all I ever wanted and to know I can call them whenever they're needed still amazes me. With my dad and even my mom (who goes along with whatever he says), it wasn't about helping to help. It was about helping to keep track of what's owed.Heaven Hill and the Walker family have never kept track of what they've done for me. That type of trust means everything to me."You wanna take a shower?" Lee asks as she stands across from me. "I think we could both use one. Maybe you more than me since you wouldn't let me do much.""Massage my shoulders?""If that's what you want." She gives me a shy smile."Oh, that's exactly what I want." I hook my arm over her shoulders as we walk toward the bathroom."Then your wish is my command."Hearing those
HarleySitting on the chair in the kitchen, I open my mouth for Bishop to feed me a spoonful of the ice cream we're eating for dinner. As he slips me another bite of the vanilla cream covered in chocolate syrup, I moan. Everything tastes better the last couple of days, as if my tastebuds are on some type of enhancer.His gaze is on my chest. Following its path, I see my nipples are poking through the tank top I'm wearing. "You need me?" He asks, his voice husky. "I didn't think I did, but I could definitely be encouraged for another round."He pulls me to him before he picks me up, spreading me on the counter before him. "Put your hands on the other side," he whispers. "And hang on. I'll make sure you have a good time."I have no doubt he will. He always does. Before I know what's happening, he's spread my legs and propped my feet on his shoulders. Diving in, his mouth covers my heat and his tongue does things I've only imagined it could do. "Fuck," I groan. "Did you watch porn or
Bishop"You can head out," I tell Caelin as we close up shop. It's going on ten o'clock at night and we've been working to get this batch of cars done for Hawk and the boys. This is mostly for me, for him too, but more for me and the baby. I hate to see him working so late when he's doing it for me."Are you sure? I don't mind staying with you.""I know and I appreciate it. Go home to Justice. I'll be headed home to Harley soon. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be here at all hours of the night. Go and enjoy your time with your wife."For a moment, it looks like Caelin is going to argue with me, but then he makes a decision. "Okay, if you need anything, don't hesitate to call. I can be back here in fifteen.""I won't need anything. You're good."He waves at me as he strolls out of the bay. A few more swipes with the rag and this car is ready to get back on the trailer. I'll come in early tomorrow to get it taken care of. Walking around, I start my routine of making sure all the lig
Harley"Is he okay?" I ask as I bust through the doors of the clubhouse. The call I received was one of the scariest of my life. Not knowing how bad he was hurt and, at the same time, knowing there was nothing I could do for him."He's okay," Gramps says as he catches me before I go further into the clubhouse. "Physically and emotionally, he's hurting. He had a fistfight with his dad. No matter how much they don't like each other, that's still a big mindfuck. I, of all people, know that. He's going to need you to be there for him right now, but not ask him a bunch of questions. Can you do that push pop? Can you be what he needs and not demand answers he can't give?"As much as I want to be annoyed at him for asking this of me, I know he's doing it for my own good. "I can, but I need to see him first."He holds me tighter. "Make sure you can, because you don't get to do this twice. He needs you. This isn't about you, it's about him."I want to argue that anything involving him is abou
Bishop"I wish you'd talk to me," Harley whispers as she lays next to me. She came back an hour ago and didn't speak as she changed for bed. She'd kept looking at me like she expected me to make this all better, but I just couldn't force myself to say things I don't mean right now. "You're purposely shutting me out and I don't like it. I haven't given you a reason to do it. More than anything, we need each other right now.""You don't know what I need," I whisper back at her, but it's not understanding. It's got a hard edge to it. One I promised I'd never use with her. Immediately, I'm pissed at myself, but I can't seem to stop it. "You have the type of dad who cares for you. Who didn't choose to use you as a pawn. Haven't you ever wondered why my name is Bishop? In chess, a Bishop captures opposing pieces. That's what he always wanted me to do. Be the person who would capture the people he wanted to take down. Ever wonder why I was trying to be perfect all the time? No one expects th
Harley"How is he?""Not talking about anything." I rub my ever-growing belly as I pour my worries out to my dad. "He's giving me this shit about not knowing who he is. When he does.""How do you know he does? Are you in his head? Are you asking him about how he's dealing? Don't assume he has it all figured out, Harley, just because you do. It took me a long time to realize I wasn't the same as the person who spawned me. It was hard. It was work on myself and that's the hardest work to do. I couldn't change who I was just because I had a different last name or because someone wanted me to. It had to come from in here." He points to his chest. "It wasn't easy and it's not going to be for him either. You've got to be patient with him, which I know is hard for you. You're a talker. You want everyone to be as open as you are even though they can't be. Believe it or not, there are people who were raised to be seen and not heard.""Well, that shit's stupid." I glare at him."To you it is, b
Drew"Get your ass up.""Fuck you." Bishop's tone is one of defeat."Look, I'm gonna pretend like you didn't just say that to me and forgive you because you're in a bad place right now, but you ever say those words to me again and we'll have issues. I know what you're going through.""You don't know shit about what I'm going through," he snarls as I stand in front of him."Liam isn't my biological father.""What?" He questions, his eyebrows drawing together. "You share the same last name.""We do, but he didn't come into my life until I was a teenager. As far as I was concerned, I was the man of the house. When Liam showed up, I could finally be the kid I wanted to be. But it took me a while to get there.""Why?" He asks, before sitting up and leaning against the headboard. I have a seat on the couch across from where he is. "Because I'd been the man of the house for so long and I'd never been able to trust anyone other than my mom. I was afraid." I shrug. "Afraid that I was going to
BishopFor the first time in my life, I'm empowered to do what I need. Caelin and I are doing reconnaissance on Erickson's Concrete, trying to get a good idea of who all is coming and going today. We're in a parking lot across the street, hidden by an industrial building. The dark tint of the truck we're in helping as well."They aren't paying any attention," Caelin says as he takes a drink of his water. "Like they don't expect you to tell anyone about what happened.""Wouldn't doubt it." I reach over and grab a cigarette out of the pack on the dash. "Dad probably thinks I'm still scared of him and I'm not anymore.""How do you feel about him?"I sigh. "I don't know. A part of me knows I should feel some kinda way because he is my dad. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have life but, at the same time, he fucked me up. I'm gonna hate him forever for that.""You should. Boundaries are important. You don't have to love someone just because society says it's what you're supposed to do. We