Chapter 19

 

Months go by without a word from Miles. It doesn’t sit well with me either. We’ve made arrangements. We’ve got people in place. So, where the fuck is he? Nessa’s stomach is getting bigger. I love watching it move when the baby kicks or bounces around in there. Sex has become non-existent. Not because she doesn’t want it, either. That woman is insatiable right now. I’m afraid I’ll hurt her, though. I always tease her and tell her that I would poke the baby somehow. She just slaps me and laughs. Jordan has really taken to being here, too. He fits right in. He’s a little biker badass. My little biker badass. The boy is walking a lot better now, too. He keeps my ass in check that much is for sure. I don’t think I’ve ever ran around as much as I have been, these last few months.

“Where you goin’ little man?”  I ask. Jordan glances over his shoulder giving me a nasty look. How can a small human have looks like that?

“You better watch that shit,” I say with a smile.  Pointing at him, he turns back around and toddles his way down the hallway.

Dragon has been the best uncle. He’s baby proofed the fucking clubhouse. Can you believe that shit?

“I can’t believe he’s runnin’. Look at that little shit. He has a bad attitude like you,” Devil says as he sits on the floor next to me, watching Jordan chase behind his car.

“Give me that.” Taking the controller from my hand, he starts to run the car back toward us. Yeah, we got the boy chasing a remote-controlled car. It’s called family bonding. Jordan turns, running his way back toward us.

“Come on, J. Come see Uncle Devil.” I can’t help but laugh at him. Uncle Devil. One day he’s going to scare the shit out of that kid.

“Uncle Devil? Can you see that shit when he goes to school? Hey, this is my uncle Devil.” Devil chuckles but Jordan’s grin tells you just how much he loves him. Devil drops the controller, scooping him up in his arms.

“Yeah, you love me, don’t you J?” Jordan grabs Devil’s lip ring, damn near ripping it out of his face.

“Oh shit! Strong-ass.” Devil moves Jordan’s hand, but that does little to stop him. 

***

Angel just took Jordan back to their house for a nap. Aria went with Nessa, to her doctor’s appointment. I wanted to go, but then I wanted to spend some time with Jordan, too. Besides, Aria has been bitching to go with her for a while now. Sitting in the front lobby, I lay back with my eyes closed. I’m enjoying my silent time also when I hear screaming. So much for that little reprieve.

“Dragon! Get those clubs’ up here, now!” Roc runs with Aria in his arms. My chest tightens when I don’t see Nessa.

“Where’s Nessa? She was with Aria!” I roar as Roc takes off down the hallway where I quickly follow.

“Roc! Where the hell is, Nessa?” Aria moans and groans when Roc sets her on the bed.

“They took her, Ghost.” Aria’s words hit me like a brick. All the air is sucked from my lungs.  My knees give out, I fall to the floor. Gasping for that precious oxygen, my hand tugs at my hair.

“Get Trick and Mitch over to Devil’s, with Angel and Jordan. Ghost, we’ll get her back.” Dragon’s hand lands on my shoulder but his words are just a blur.

“Clubs’ are on the way. Suit up. We’re goin’ after these motherfuckers!” Dragon’s words play over in my head but I’m frozen in time. They took her, to get to Jordan.

“Ghost, phone call.” Amber’s words are cut short when she comes into the room and sees Aria. Dragon takes the phone from her, I’m still in a daze.

“What the hell do you want?” He growls into the phone. My stomach tumbles. Bile is rushing up my throat.

“Yeah, I know where it is. You hurt her, I’ll kill the boy.” My eyes jerk to Dragon’s, rage bubbling in my chest. Shoving to my feet, I rush him as he hangs the phone up, tossing it the floor.

“Don’t you ever say that shit! I’ll fuckin’ kill you!” Devil yanks me off Dragon, tossing me to the floor.

“Calm the fuck down! You know he won’t hurt that baby. We need leverage to get Nessa.” Devil hollers in my face.  The world spins. I feel like I’m drifting out of the universe. My chest hurts. My head spins. What the hell am I going to do?

“She’s having a girl,” Aria’s voice pulls me through the fog that has settled inside my head.

“I’m havin’ a daughter?” My eyes fill with tears as I look over at her. She nods her head slowly, blood trickling from her lip.

“I’m havin’ a daughter.” 

Everything inside of me is tensed up. How did this happen? Why did I let her go alone? I should have sent a fucking prospect. I should have gone with her.

“This ain’t your fault,” Dragon stands in my face with his hands in his pockets.

“Oh, it’s not? Why didn’t I send someone with them? Huh? What the fuck was I thinkin’, lettin’ them go alone?” My screams become louder by the minute.

“You were thinkin’ they were safe. You were thinkin’ of spendin’ time with your son. This isn’t on you, Ghost.” Dragon roars. That’s easy for him to say. It wasn’t his girl and baby that went missing. It was mine. And I know the blame lies with me.

“I should have gone! What kind of fuckin’ man am I?”  I ask. I watch the muscles in his jaw clench.

“The kind that knew he needed some time with his kid! Stop bein’ a bitch right now, Ghost! We’ll get her back, and there will be hell to pay when we do.” Dragon’s as pissed as I feel. He turns on his heel and walks away from me. I know I was pushing him, too. I run my hand through my hair before blowing out a breath. Maybe he’s right. I need to stay calm and focused. I need to keep my head straight for her, and the baby. If I lose myself, what good will I be to her?

Walking down the hallway, my stomach trembles with thoughts of what might be happening to her right now. If I get my hands on that son of a bitch, he’s dead. I will enjoy every last fucking minute, watching his life slowly fade from his eyes. Pushing the door open, I walk in quietly. Aria lies in bed asleep. Resting from the beating those motherfuckers put on her. It makes me that much more pissed to see her like this. She didn’t deserve any of this. Her head slowly turns, her eyes fluttering open.

“Ghost. Come sit with me,” She says softly. I give her a weak smile before moving to the edge of the bed.

“I’m so sorry. I tried to fight.” She says. Of everything she could be saying to me right now, this is it?

“You did fight. I’m sure you gave one of them hell.” I tell her.  Her slight smile is the only thing to slightly calm me.

“I’m pretty sure, one of them won’t be having kids.” The chuckle that comes out of me surprises her.

“She’s strong, Ghost. She won’t take their shit.” Aria says softly. Nodding, I know she’s right.

“I know that. I’m sorry you had to be involved in that shit, though. You didn’t deserve it.” Aria shakes her head slowly.

“I was happy to go with her. She was so excited to see that you were having a girl. Too many men around here.” Aria smiles up at me making me feel that much worse.

“She really loves you, Ghost. I’ve never known her to fall so easily. You bring out the light in her.” I’m glad she thinks that way, because having Nessa in this life, I feel like I’m sucking the light away, not bringing it out.

“She’s my world, Aria. Her and those kids. I never knew I’d want anything like that but fuck, now I can’t imagine losin’ it.” Her fingers wrap around mine, holding them tightly.

“You won’t lose any of them. We’ll get her back.”  Aria’s eyes flutter as she falls back asleep.

I don’t try to talk anymore; I just sit with her hand wrapped around mine. I know she’s right. I know we’ll get her back, but what is Nessa going to think after all this?

Maybe she’s going to change her mind about being with me.