Kitty Kitty (Souls Chapel Revenants MC 5)

Sighing in frustration at how my day had gone from great—I mean wouldn’t it always be great when you woke up to a man like Sin?—to this.

The worst part was, Ames was still fucking delivering some mail. Only, it was the bad shit that nobody wanted. The flyers for the car lot’s ‘big giveaway’ and the annual back to school bash at home depot where they gave away wood to the first two customers.

Honestly, I knew what she was going to do the moment that I realized she was my mail carrier.

But I hadn’t expected her to go forging checks and cashing them.

Gritting my teeth, I jumped out of Sin’s truck and started marching forward, only then realizing that I’d forgotten to button my jeans.

That, and my fly was halfway down because I could officially not fit into any of my pants anymore.

Not my skinny jeans. Not my regular jeans. Not my fat jeans. Not even my damn yoga pants.

I’d woken up one day a week ago to realize that though I didn’t have that gorgeous ‘bump’ that I would hopefully one day have, I did have a very thick, undefined waist now.

Speaking of, that waist was now forcing my pants down.

Grabbing them, I also grabbed for the handle of the door and walked inside.

Today I’d officially started my job with Lynn.

Or Beckham. I wasn’t sure which.

Whomever the job was actually with, I’d been having a great day. Even greater, the hours were the bomb. I worked from seven until four, with a paid lunch. Not to mention I got to do a lot of fun things like run background checks, study trends in the area, do research online on any possible trafficking connections in the area, and got to play with baby Hiro while I did all of that.

Though, when I’d left this morning, Sin was a little mopey that I hadn’t chosen him to work with, but Beckham was really determined that we work together at her office.

And Beckham didn’t have a Lulu to help her with appointments and paperwork, so I’d chosen to help her out. For now, anyway.

I might split my time between the both of them depending on whether Sin could use the help or not.

I was officially a free agent that was allowed to do what I wanted when I wanted and get paid for doing it by Lynn.

It was a pretty sweet situation that I would have.

At least while I was pregnant, anyway.

“Blaise,” Lulu’s sweet voice had me looking up the moment that I walked in.

I smiled in the direction of Lulu. “Hey, Lulu. How are you doing today?”

Lulu was gathering her belongings up and shouldering her purse when she replied. “Doing great. Your man has a tough case that he’s not able to crack right now, so he’ll be staying a little bit longer. But I have to go pick up the grandbabies so my daughter can get herself to work. How did your doctor appointment go today?”

I winced. “It was fine. My regular doctor is back in town and she was a little worried about some protein in my urine. But we’re going to monitor that at an appointment next week.”

“I’ll keep you in my thoughts, honey child,” she said. “Just make sure that you’re not overdoing it.”

I laughed then, thinking about how little I wasn’t overdoing it.

When I was at work today, Beckham did all the heavy lifting.

When I was at home, Sin barely let me raise a finger.

It was honestly quite exhausting despite my adamancy that I would be able to do it just fine.

“I’ll take care of him and myself,” I promised.

She gave me a wink and took her keys out of her purse. “He asked me to lock the door behind myself. Think you can do that for me?”

I gave her a thumbs up and walked to the door. Only when we’d said our goodbyes did I lock it up tight.

My eyes caught on a wheelchair on the patio area by the wing joint, and I turned away to go look for my man.

I found him in his office with a bottle of beer in his hand as he spoke with someone on the phone.

From what I could tell, he really had a tough day.

His hair was a mess, his eyes were tired, and he looked pissed as hell.

“…no, but when I send you business, I fully fucking expect you to treat that business with dignity. That woman is trying to get out of the worst marriage I’ve ever heard of. She needed someone nice and understanding. Not an asshole who refused to help her when she’s at her worst,” Sin growled.

When I breached the doorway, his eyes came to me, and he looked pissed as hell for a short moment before he realized who it was that was breaching his inner sanctum.