The Devils One (The Devils Soldiers MC Series)

“Fuck” I say and Dove turns and looks at me

“What?”

“She fuckin’ threw up on me” she smiles and I hand her the kid takin’ my shirt off and Dove gasps and I look at her

“What?” I ask but she just shakes her head biting her lip, the smell of the kid’s sick making me gag and I look at my shirt contemplating if I should just throw it out

“Give it here” Dove says and I pass her my shirt and she goes over placing it in the hamper in the laundry room

“God that smelt fuckin’ horrible” I tell her and she laughs

“You should smell what comes out of the other end” I physically feel sick thinkin’ about it and Dove laughs

“What?” she laughs

“You should see your face” she says still smiling and I love it, I love that she smiles around me. The kid lays her head on Doves shoulder and slowly drifts back off to sleep “Better get her to bed, night Socket” she says walking past me and I miss her the second she’s out of my sight. I grab a beer from the fridge and head out to the back patio and just sit with my feet up thinkin’ about how life can be so full of surprises.Chapter Twenty-ThreeDove

The second he took his shirt off I gasped (damn) but I looked away taking the shirt from him needing to get away, fuck why did he have to have such a great body (remember he’s your sister’s ex) I scold myself “God that smelt fuckin’ horrible” he says and I get a flash back of when I first had Wiley and she threw up on me

“You should smell what comes out of the other end” I tell him, it still makes me gag when I change her, Wiley lays her head on my shoulder and I try not to look at Socket and his amazing body. “Better get her to bed, night Socket” I say walking past him up to my room, I lay Wiley down in bed with me and she cuddles up to me as I put her binky in her mouth and she falls asleep. It takes me a few minutes of just lying there, staring at her gorgeous little face, her innocents so pure. I slowly drift off happy and safe for the third time today knowing no one can come in and take Wiley from me or rob me.

*

I wake again to a screaming Wiley and I groan “I’m never having kids of my own” I tell myself as I lift her up and check her, she’s still dry so I take her down to the kitchen and place her in her car seat as I warm her bottle. The back door opens and I grab one of the knives out of the holder on the kitchen and Socket holds up his hands his still shirtless body making me blush “What the fuck where you doing out there?” I ask him as I put the knife away

“I feel asleep” Wiley fusses as I give her another bottle

“She hungry again?” I nod, my brain screaming at me to go to sleep “She eats a lot” he says and I smile leaning on the counter feeding Wiley still in her seat

“She does” I agree wondering if I’m feeding her enough or too much

“You ok?” he asks me and I nod

“All good”

“What was the look for than?”

“Just wondering if I’m feeding her enough or too much”

“Where’s the tin” I point to the pantry and he goes in and lifts the tin down “She’s what three months old, so the tin says I watch as he reads the back frowning

“What?” I ask him

“This is so fuckin’ confusing how in the fuck are you supposed to know how many fuckin’ scoops to put in” I laugh at his confusion

“You suppose to measure her weight to how many Oz you give her” I tell him and he still looks confused

“So, you weight the kid and work out how many bottles and scoops of formula to give her” I nod

“Yep”

“Jesus, don’t they make bottles already made up” I laugh

“Socket shut up” I tell him smiling and he looks at me “What?”

“Nothin’” he says I pick Wiley up as she finishes her bottle and look out the window to the sun coming up. I move to the kitchen window and look out at the back yard

“Wow” I say and Socket just stares at me

“So, what are your plans for today?” he asks and I look down at Wiley now sleeping

“Well, I’ll fix up Wiley’s room and do some washing”

“Nothin’ else” I shake my head

“Nope”

“Ok, well I gotta get ready for work” I nod

“Do you want a coffee” he turns to look at me and I blush again (god he’s gorgeous)

“Thanks, that’ll be good” he walks out and I start some coffee and breakfast for him, it’s the least I could do.