The Biker's Nanny

Several of the other women were dressed in bikinis, showing off a great deal of their bodies.

She knew Hawk and several of the men weren’t at the club today. After their church meeting, they’d taken off. He’d stopped her and Bethany in the kitchen. His only comment was to say he had a few errands to run and he’d be back as soon as they were done.

Jasmine didn’t have a clue what errands he had to run.

“Maybe when all this is over with the lockdown and stuff like that we can go out. You know, have that girly day you talked about?” she asked.

She’d never been much of a drinker or a partier. Just one look at Renee and she knew her friend needed some help.

“You’d do that with me?”

“Of course. I’d have to get Hawk to agree because of Bethany, but I’ll go out with you.” She had no intention of finding a date for herself. “Have you ever thought about asking the other old ladies if they want to go and have some fun?” An idea was forming inside her head. It would be fun for all of them to get out. Get to know each other.

“I haven’t.”

Bethany gave a little moan. “Why don’t you go and ask them while I deal with the little angel?”

“Sure. Sure.”

She watched Renee go and turned her attention on Bethany. The young girl gave a bit of wiggle and a stretch, making her laugh at her antics. She did find her to be so adorable. Once she was sure she was awake, she picked her up and settled her between her legs.

Glancing off toward Renee, she saw the other woman was talking it out with several of the old ladies.

When Bethany started to fuss, she knew it was time to get some food.

“Are you hungry, little baby? Yeah, you hungry? I’m hungry too.” She carried her into the kitchen, putting her in the high chair as she found some berries that she could start to feed her.

Bethany was no longer happy with mushed-up banana, and finding food that she actually liked was proving rather difficult. She was used to picky eaters, but Bethany was a challenge for sure.

She had tried mashed potatoes, but that hadn’t worked, and neither had any other mashed fruits.

Putting some of the berries into a blender, she pureed them up with a tiny bit of Greek yogurt. Giving the mixture a taste, she added some maple syrup to sweeten it up, and then served.

With the bowl full, she sat down before Bethany, and let the girl have a try.

She had that cute look on her face that said she wasn’t happy.

“When you’re much older I’ll make you all the cheeseburgers you could want.”

That seemed to appease her.

Bethany took a couple of spoons of the whizzed-up fruit just as Renee entered the kitchen.

“We’ve got a girls’ night planned. One week after lockdown. They’re already getting babysitters on standby.”

“I’m going to have to clear it with Hawk first, but I don’t see it being a problem.” She gave a little shrug. “This could be a lot of fun. Will we go dancing?”

“We’re going where there’s lots of booze and men. I don’t care about the dancing.”

“We must find somewhere that has dancing. I refuse to not dance. I want to go dancing.”

“Fine. Fine. We’ll find some place that has dancing.”

“That’s what I’m talking about.” She offered Renee a smile.

The plan of it sounded like a lot of fun. She, however, doubted that Hawk would be happy about it.

Chapter Nine

Hawk drew his fist back and slammed it against the Prez of the MC that had been planning on taking him down. This morning, they’d gotten the intel from his lookouts that they were on the move.

The abandoned garage had been completely empty, and with one of his boys tailing the crew, they discovered it was just ten men.

It hadn’t taken much in the way of planning to catch up with them. They’d created an ambush and been close enough to this abandoned barn that he didn’t even have to worry about doing too much in the way of cleanup. One of his boys had already disposed of the bikes down a damn cliff.

Now he was getting his revenge on the men that nearly took his woman and kid away from him.

This had all been for turf. The Satan’s Rulers MC had the turf, and these pieces of shit wanted what belonged to him.

There was no way he was going to let that stand. Not on his watch.

Just thinking about Jasmine passed out on the doctor’s table filled him with a rage he wasn’t accustomed to.

Over and over, he slammed his fist against the Prez.

When the other man was down for the count, Hawk stepped back.

“Are you sure you’re okay, boss?” Bear asked.