Marked By The Devil (Devil's Riders 5)

We all sat down again, the room full of happy people talking all at the same time. A couple of kids ran around the room, with Janet’s twins sitting at Molly’s feet, staring at her ring.

Suddenly, everything changed.

“Dev?”

Kaylie’s sweet voice rang out and he was at her side in an instant. She sounded worried. We all turned to look at her.

“I think I just ruined your chair, guys. My water broke.”

Molly ran to her side.

“Don’t be silly. It’s just a chair. You’re having a baby!”

Kaylie looked pale.

“Yes, I am. Right now, it looks like.”

Devlin slipped her jacket over her shoulders and hoisted her purse onto his arm.

“Come on, love. Let’s go.”

Chapter Thirty-Four

Molly

Four men in leather were pacing back and fourth. Devlin was in the delivery room with Kaylie, and Jack had taken up a spot on the wall. He was the only one not pacing. Well, except Lucky, who was snoring loudly, slumped over in a corner seat. Apparently, he’d still been hung over when he got the call, which is why he’d been late for our party. But he was a Devil’s Rider, so he was here.

Becky and I exchanged an eye roll.

You would think the rest of them were the ones who were about to give birth!

It warmed my heart though. They all went for each others’ deliveries. If Cal and I had a baby, they would all be there, waiting. Kaylie was the Prez’s old lady, and this was his first child, so this was an extra-special occasion. He’d been the first to partner off, and Kaylie had been like a little sister (and a den mother) to all of them. She was the First Lady of the club, and she was about to have her first baby.

Not that any of that mattered to me. I was just happy for my friend. Childbirth was a complicated thing, and there was always a bit of worry involved, but I refused to give into it. Lord only knew what was happening in there. We were all trying not to worry.

Well, the girls were anyway. The guys all appeared to be extremely worried, Jack and Lucky notwithstanding.

My phone pinged.

You would think Kaylie was giving birth to a custom Hog.

I giggled. Janet was so funny. It was a group text and Sally was the next to respond.

Or a very large bottle of tequila.

Becky snorted a laugh and we all hid our smiles. I watched the guys circle each other. Mac and Callaway accidentally bumped shoulders in passing and nearly growled at each other. Honestly, they were acting like a pack of wolves!

“Enough!”

Janet stood and glared at each of them. As Jack’s wife, she was the second-highest ranking of all the girls. Not that she ever pulled rank, but she did have a bossy side. She pointed at Donnie.

“You. Go get snacks and water for everyone.”

She pointed at Mac.

“You go with him. Callaway, sit your ass down. Whiskey, go check on the bikes and take Becky for some air.” Last, she pointed at her husband. “You, carry on holding the building up.”

Then she waited until everyone sprang into action and very slowly sat down. The girls broke into applause as Whiskey took Becky’s hand and tucked it into his arm. Then they left too.

Jack was smiling the whole damn time.

“All hail the Queen,” I joked, and Janet winked at me.

Fewer than twenty minutes later, everyone was back, no one was pacing, and we were all eating junk food and chips from the dining hall. Everyone except Janet and Sally. Janet because she was extremely health-conscious and Sally because, as she’d whispered to me softly a few minutes ago, she was finally expecting and wouldn’t put anything that wasn’t organic near her lips.

I’d squeezed her hand in silent celebration.

The room got quiet. Jack stood up from where he was leaning against the wall, and I swore I heard the building groan from the sudden loss of a support beam. I looked around to see everyone staring at the double doors that led to the delivery wing.

Dev stood there, holding a box of cigars.

“It’s a boy!”

Everyone went nuts. Even Lucky woke up and congratulated Devlin. The guys all accepted a cigar, though Janet reminded them they’d have to wait to go outside to smoke them. Then we all hurried down the hallway to see Kaylie. She looked stunning, fresh-faced and joyful, holding a tiny bundle in her arms. Her hair was a little messier than usual but that was it.

The woman was unfairly perfect, and if I didn’t love her so much, I might have been jealous of how angelic she looked!

She smiled when she saw us, and we crowded around, wanting a look. She tugged the blanket down a bit so we could see his face. He was perfect. Tiny and red, but perfect. I could already tell he was going to be a heartbreaker.