heart shaped face. She looked nothing like Rose or Blizzard, but that was because biologically, she wasn’t theirs.
Rose said her mother had been killed. She worked as a stripper at X-Rated, and the club had claimed her. She’d taken to Blizzard, and when Rose came along, both Jayla and Blizzard had fallen in love with her too.
There was still custody drama surrounding them. The courts yet to appoint anyone her permanent caregivers. But as far as they were concerned, Jayla belonged to them, and they were going to fight tooth and nail to keep her. The club backing them the whole way.
“Babies?” Jayla asked looking at Rose.
Rose nodded. “Yeah, two babies in Chelsea’s tummy. Maybe later Blizzard can explain to you how they got there.” She grinned up at Blizzard whose face seemed to pale slightly.
Jayla looked at him and nodded. “How?”
I tried to smother my laughter with a cough, but his eyes zeroed in on me. “Maybe you should ask Hadley. She seemed to be practicing how with Leo just a few minutes ago.”
Rose thought this was completely hilarious.
I was not so amused.
“Hadley.” I was thankful for Ham’s interruption as he weaved through people to get to us. “Security says there’s a delivery guy at the gate with a package for you. It needs your signature.”
Suddenly, everything around me turned into a blur. “What kind of package?” I asked in a daze. Not even really knowing how I managed to form the question or words.
“A box, I think?” he answered.
I passed Macy to Rose, who took her from my arms without question.
I briefly heard Blizzard order someone to get Leo, and heavy footsteps came after me as I jogged around the crowd and out through the space in the concrete wall which separated the back area from the front of the compound.
“Hadley, stop!” Blizzard ordered sternly from behind me, but my eyes were focused on where I was going.
There was a postal truck on the other side of the large gates, and three men in dark clothing standing around outside.
“Hadley!” Blizzard grabbed my arm and pulled me to a standstill. He spun me to face him, his features serious, almost scary. “We need to wait for Leo.”
My brain was mush. All I wanted to do was get that package and hide it away.
I knew it was from him.
The Brothers by Blood didn’t get mail here. They had a postal box in town where everything was sent for the members who lived at the clubhouse. Any big packages that required a signature were left at the post office until they could be signed for. That was where Skins had sent the packages he’d forwarded me. They’d never come to the gate.
A flurry of footsteps pulled my attention. “What’s going on?” Leo asked as he jogged over to us, Optimus, Wrench, and Kit following close behind him.
“There’s a delivery truck here with a package for Hadley,” Blizzard answered, finally releasing my arm now he had back up.
“I need to sign for it,” I told Leo. I just wanted to get the damn package and be done. I didn’t even want to open it. I knew what it would be.
He looked down at me, his face no longer happy and bright like he’d been ten minutes ago. “You aren’t signing for anything.”
He stormed forward, and I raced to catch up with him as the boys followed behind us.
“Leo!”
“I know who that package is from, Hadley,” he said as he motioned for the guys at the gate to pull them open.
Of course he knew, they knew everything.
“As far as we know, he could be just guessing that you’re here,” Leo explained as he stepped through the crack in the gate.
I laughed darkly. “Just guessing? Simon doesn’t guess, Leo. He knows. He doesn’t do anything half-assed or based on assumptions because that’s what gets people killed in their job.”
The young delivery guy stood awkwardly by his truck, shifting from one foot to the other.
“Give me the box,” Leo demanded.
“I-I can’t… She has to sign for it, man,” he stuttered, his eyes
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