Marrying an Asshole (Dirty Fuckers MC 3)

“I wouldn’t change a thing about her,” Caleb said. “She is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known. I love her more than anything.”

Pixie took a long drag on his cigarette, wondering what was going on with James and Suzy. What job would James come up with? Would Suzy do it?

Crap. He was a fucking bundle of nerves.

“This have anything to do with Suzy?” Caleb asked.

“Nothing at all.”

“You’re not looking all that convincing when you say that.”

His cell phone started to ring, and he smirked. “Saved for another day.” He got up from the swing, and walked away from Caleb, answering Suzy’s call. “Hey, baby.”

“You sent James here.”

“I didn’t send James there. I asked him if there was a possibility of hiring you. I take it you’ve got a job?”

“Yeah, at the club. Everything has to be top secret, and I can’t share any information or anything. There was a condition to him hiring me.”

“What was it?”

“He wanted to know the truth about us.”

“And what did you say?”

“I told him the truth. I need this job. The last thing I want to do is move out of Greater Falls. I like it here. I’ll take whatever job I can get.”

“Apart from screwing me.”

“I like doing that. Do you really want me to turn that into a job?”

He chuckled. “I’ll be on my way over. Chloe’s not coming home until tomorrow right. With you working here, I might be able to steal you away during your break.”

“Don’t push it.”

Pixie laughed. “What did James say?”

“Not a lot. He wants me to be careful.” She chuckled. “Asked if I was pregnant.”

The thought wasn’t disgusting to Pixie, and he frowned. What would it be like to get Suzy pregnant? He imagined her swollen with his kid, her tits huge, and her stomach round, smiling as he came home.

Resting against the wall of the clubhouse, he took a deep breath.

Fuck, he wanted that. More than anything he wanted to come h

ome to Suzy, and to his family.

“Pixie, you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Did he laugh?”

“No, he was pleased we used protection. It was really weird to be honest. It felt like he was more your father than your brother.”

Pixie snorted. “In a way he is. He’s always taken care of me, and has always been there for me when I needed him.”

“You love him?”

“Sometimes more than I can even understand.”