by Mallory Funk
I see my dad look at the woman and she nods at him.
“Do either of you recognize this woman?” he asks, looking at me and Torch.
I look at the woman closely and she looks familiar, but I can’t place from where. She could be that woman I fucked five years ago, but I can’t be that lucky to find her the same day that I was thinking that if I found her I wouldn’t let her go. I don’t want to be too hopeful.
Torch shakes his head and my dad looks at me. “She looks familiar, but I can’t say I know from where,” I tell them honestly.
I look at the woman again and she looks at me with disappointment in her eyes. Well fuck, it’s obvious then that she knows me.
“It could be the fact that you knocked her up five years ago,” my mom snaps at me angrily.
I stop breathing and I know I pale when what she says registers in my mind. I take a look at her and swallow hard. The memories from that night come back to me. The woman from the bar, it has to be her. I spent all night fucking her in my motel, the bed, against the wall, in the shower. I couldn’t get enough of her that night. Her hair is different now then it was back then, but when I look at her face I suck in a breath. She is the woman whose name I never got but wanted the next day. Holy fuck, what are the odds.
“D-do…Do you have a tattoo?” I ask. I don’t know why I ask, but now that I look at her I know who she is. I have no doubt that she has a tattoo on her hip. It’s the one thing I still find myself looking for when I see a woman that resembles her.
She nods her head and lifts up her shirt and I see those blue flowers that I know I would never forget anywhere. Flashes of the only night we met go through my head like a camera. I picked her up at the bar, took her to my motel, and fucked her for hours. It wasn’t that I was wasted or anything, we just decided that it was pointless to get any names. When I woke up in the morning and she was gone, disappointment set in that I never bothered to get her name. I glance down at the boy again and he looks up at everyone. I know that I pale because fuck, he has my eyes.
“What’s your name?” I ask after a moment.
She laughs, fucking laughs. “Sorry, it’s Olivia,” she says looking amused. She holds out her hand to shake mine and I awkwardly shake her hand. My grip is limp because I can’t believe it’s her. I’m in shock.
“Well, I’m Aiden.” I look at the boy. “And his name?” I ask as I nod my head in his direction.
“Hale,” she says, and the little boy looks at his mom and smiles.
“We can get a paternity test done if you want to. I would completely understand,” she says quietly.
I shake my head. “It’s not needed, but we can do it to be sure. My dad called me over here for a reason and, looking at the boy, I can see he looks just like…” I swallow hard and the words get lost. She nods her head in understanding.
“WAIT…wait…wait… are you telling me that baby brother here is the father of your child?” Torch asks finally catching on. Fuck, my brother can be a little slow sometimes.
When I look at him and narrow my eyes, I can see the laughter that he’s trying to hold back.
“Yes,” Olivia says quietly. I look at her and see that she doesn’t understand that my brother is fucking with me. I think back to the conversation I had earlier and I can’t help but shake my head.
Torch starts laughing. He’s holding his stomach and is bent over at the waist. More brothers come over to see what the fuck is going on and Torch is laughing too hard for anyone to understand what he’s trying to say. He’s actually wheezing for a breath. Unfortunately, that makes dad, mom, and Olivia laugh at the situation. I look down at Hale, my son, and he’s looking at everyone with confusion all over his face.
“What the fuck is going on here?” Bear asks with a twitch on his lips when he glances at Torch.
“Hey, why am I not a part of the joke?” Ella comes with Damien right behind her. I forgot they were on their way out. Why does everyone have to be so nosy?
Torch finally stops laughing to tell everyone how my life just completely turned around.
“Well, Steal here,” he says as he points to me like no one would know who the fuck ‘Steal’ was, “is a daddy.”
Once the word is out of his mouth, everyone goes fucking quiet and looks down at Hale, and then at Olivia, and then back to Hale. When they see that Hale looks like a fucking mini me, I can see the widening of eyes and dropping of jaws, and then the laughter starts.
So what? I have spent the last few years saying that I would never have a woman tie me down and I would be a bachelor for life.
Kids? They were never in the picture. I don’t have anything against them; I just couldn’t see myself as a father.
Well fuck me, because it looks like I just became one.
Chapter Four
Olivia
I can’t help but laugh at the annoyed expression on Aiden’s face when everyone starts laughing at him. He keeps running his hand through his hair in frustration. I’m guessing that there is a story somewhere in there, but I don’t have the guts to ask.
When Hale sees that more people have come over to see what’s going on, he stands by my side and grips onto my leg. I automatically put my hand on his head. I am already used to him being shy unless he knows someone and then you can’t get him to stop talking.
“How about we take this into the clubhouse and we can all get to know your boy here,” Derek, who I am realizing is Aiden’s father, says.
I nod my head and grab Hale’s hand as we start walking toward the clubhouse.
I feel Hale squeeze my hand. I look down at him and I can see he is holding back excitement. He loves all the bikes all over the yard. I give him a small smile. He’s trying so hard not to point and jump up and down.
When we get into the clubhouse, the music shuts off and all talking seems to finish. I can feel everyone looking at me and wondering why my son and I are here.
Someone grabs a chair for me to sit and Hale climbs onto my lap.
Derek, Lily, Aiden, two other men, and two other women come sit close to me like they are waiting for some epic tale.
“Alright, so tell us about Hale here,” Derek says with a nod.
I blow out a breath. It’s a little scary sitting in front of the whole club and having everyone stare at me, but I have a feeling it will be easier telling everyone at once. That way, I won’t have to tell the story over and over again.
“Okay,” I say glancing at everyone nervously.
One woman looks at me and smiles. “It’s okay. I know it’s weird having everyone look at you, but this is how this club works. They are a family, and it’s better for everyone to find out at once and that way everything is out in the open,” she says with a nod of her head. I have a feeling that she had been sitting where I am before telling her own story. She probably never had to do the whole mother of a child from a one-night-stand talk, but it seems like she has had experience of having the entire club staring at her while waiting to hear her story.
I nod my head back at her and then glance at Aiden.
“Well, that night I met you I was just celebrating graduating from college and decided to have a night of fun with my friends before we went into the ‘real world’,” I say with an awkward laugh and roll my eyes.
“I just wanted to have fun in a no strings kind of way. Then, I met you and, well, you know how the night went from there,” I say, and Aiden doesn’t bother to hide the smirk on his face. I can feel my cheeks redden from saying that with so many people listening.
“Well, I woke up the next morning and left since I didn’t want to do the whole awkward ‘goodbye’ thing. It was a few weeks later that I started getting sick and, at first, I thought it was just the flu, but I wasn’t getting better. I was sick all day, but I felt fine when night came. I was able to keep food down late at night. It wasn’t until a couple weeks had passed that I realized I was missing my period. I took a dozen tests to confirm what I already knew.” Someone hands Hale
a plate of food, but not before looking at me for approval and I nod my head and give a small smile. He grabs the plate, sits on the floor in front of me, and starts eating as if I’m starving him.
I can see some people chuckle at the way Hale is eating. That makes me wonder if his appetite is from his father.
“Well, I went back to that bar as often as I could in hopes of the chance of running into you, but obviously it never happened so I knew that I would be raising him alone. Well, I had my brothers to help me. I don’t know what I would do without them.”
“Hale was born during an emergency caesarean. I was in labour for a long time and he was in distress, so I decided that a caesarian was the best option when the doctors told me everything that was going on. He came out healthy and I loved him instantly,” I tell them.
“What about your family?” Aiden asks, his voice quiet, almost like he’s in pain from not being there himself.
“Well, my parents are not the most loving people out there, so I only had my two brothers. They took time out of their lives to help me raise Hale and, when I accepted a job offer and moved here, they didn’t approve and are now looking for work here so that they can move too,” I tell them, smiling at the thought of my brothers.
“What do you do for work?” the woman who spoke before asks me.
I clear my throat. “Well, I’m a nurse and I hear that this town is in need of more nurses.”
I see a bunch of head nods and small smiles. “Who is going to watch Hale while you are working?” Aiden asks.
“Oh, I was going to put him in daycare. I was supposed to bring him tomorrow to meet the staff there. I start work next week so I was trying to get everything set up this week before I start.”
Aiden shifts awkwardly. He looks like he wants to say something but he’s not sure he should ask me. “Would you mind if you got to know me this week, and then you wouldn’t have to worry about daycare anymore? I want to be a part of his life if you will let me, and I’d like to get to know him and you. I’m sure my brother, sister, and parents feel the same way.” The people he mentioned all nod their heads in agreement.
I look at everyone around us and see that everyone is holding their breath waiting on my word. They all look hopeful and torn apart at the same time.
“Okay, I will spend this week getting to know you guys. Of course I will let you be a part of his life. I spent months waiting at a bar trying to find you, so I’d say that I’m okay with you wanting to know your son,” I tell him with a small laugh. Everyone breathes out a sigh of relief. I can see shoulders dropping. It’s amazing to see how supportive and close this family is. It’s like they are experiencing this with him and that gives me hope that maybe my son will have the family and future I always wanted him to have. Sure, he has always had my brothers, but I always felt like he deserved more- that we weren’t enough for him. I knew we would have to be enough if that’s how life worked out, but I can’t help but be thankful that I was offered a job in this small town and moved across the street from his very own father.
We spend an hour talking about Hale and I tell them everything they ask about his life; what he likes and doesn’t like. I see wide smiles when I tell them about his love for bikes. If anything, a look of pride comes over all the men in the club.
I find out that his love of food and high metabolism is from his father’s side. Once I seen Aiden, Derek, and Torch eat, it wasn’t hard to put it together. They all ate like they were starving.
When we head home for the night, Aiden walks us across the street. Hale fell asleep as soon as he climbed back on my lap. Aiden decided to carry him to bed. I told everyone goodbye and that I would see them all tomorrow.
I let Aiden into our house and show him Hale’s room. I love the smile that comes over his face when he sees all his toys that have motorcycles on them and his motorcycle bedding. I think he could see that I wasn’t kidding when I said that he loved bikes.
I change Hale into his pajamas and he barely moves which lets me know he has had a long day. I kiss him on the forehead and whisper goodnight.
Heading out into the living room, I can’t help but get nervous to be alone with Aiden.
He is still as gorgeous as I remember, maybe even more. I can’t help but look at him from head to toe. He has a strong jaw and dark brown hair. He has light green eyes that I noticed were like his sister’s and dad’s. I can tell he works out and takes care of his body. His shirt is tight enough for me to see that he has some seriously nice muscles underneath. It’s not that he was skinny before, but he’s more built now than he was back then. I bite my lip at the memory of the night we had together. When I look up, I see a smirk on his face. He knew I was checking him out and doesn’t seem to care that I was.
“So, this wasn’t how I thought this evening was going to go,” I say with a small laugh.
He nods his head and takes a seat on the couch. “You’re telling me. I was telling my brothers that there was no way I could have a kid because I always wrap it, and then you fucking happened,” he says with a laugh of his own, so I could tell that he wasn’t trying to insult me.
“So that’s why everyone was laughing at you?” I say curiously when I take a seat on the other side of the couch and turn so I am facing him.
“Yeah, that’s why. My dad’s been bugging my brother, sister, and I for more grandkids. I told him it wasn’t going to happen from me since I didn’t have a woman, but I guess I was proved wrong,” he says. He doesn’t sound mad at the fact his life has completely changed in the blink of an eye.
“Yeah, sometimes wrapping it up doesn’t make a difference,” I tell him with a smirk.
“Yeah, I’m beginning to see that now,” he says. We end up sitting in silence for awhile. It’s not awkward. We both are just lost in our own thoughts. This evening is filled with more than I thought it was going to be.
I thought I would be sitting in my living room with my son and relaxing while he plays with his toys instead of seeing the man who is his father and meeting not only his whole family, but his whole club.
I just hope that I’m not making a big mistake by having him get to know Hale.
Aiden ‘Steal’
I’m sitting on Olivia’s couch lost in thought about how this day turned out. I thought I would be getting drunk and fucking one of the few club whores that we have left in the club. That didn’t fucking happen at all.
Now I’m sitting in the living room with the woman who is still the hottest fuck of my life and we just put my son to bed. My son. I still can’t believe that. For the last four years, I have been fucking around and not knowing I have a son. Fuck, why didn’t I ever go back to that bar? From the sounds of it, she really did try to make an attempt to find me.
She is still as hot as I remembered, maybe even hotter. My minds keeps going back to the fact that I once had my hands all over that body. Touching her curves and fucking her for hours. Every time I woke up that night, I woke her up to fuck her. I couldn’t seem to get enough of her that night.
Now my mind starts drifting off to how her body must have looked when she was pregnant with Hale, her belly swollen with my child. If it wasn’t for my sister, I wouldn’t have a clue as to what I missed. Seeing my dad and Damien react when she first felt the baby kick from the outside, cater to all her pregnancy cravings, and deal with the crazy hormones of her crying when she couldn’t decide what to eat made me think that Damien was a poor sucker; however, now that I think about Hale and Olivia, I know what I missed. Did she have crazy cravings or hormonal outbursts like Ella did when her apple juice was gone? Did she have trouble getting off the couch when her stomach got too big? All these questions keep coming, and the more I sit here and think about it, the more questions I have.
I didn’t think that I would suddenly want to know everything that she and Hale had went through, feeling slightly jealous of the sleepless nights that she had to go through and disappointed that I never got to experience any of these things with he
r.
If we both had been smart, we could have at least exchanged names so that she could have found me sooner, but we can’t change what has happened. All I can do is get to know who my son is now and be thankful that we had found each other before I missed out on any more time with my family. Just thinking that I might never have known I had a son if Olivia didn’t move across from the club house fucking guts me.
I always knew that if I knocked someone up that I would be there and be in my kid’s life. I didn’t want any kid of mine growing up without a father.
I really hope that my instincts are right in telling me that Olivia is a good woman, and maybe too sweet for a guy like me or a family like mine, but there is the small chance she could be a bitch and I already know that I will have to keep my distance to figure it out. We can’t mess this up more than it already is by fucking each other no matter how much I want to and how much my cock protests when I tell myself not to touch her.
I don’t know how long we sit there in silence, but we both end up looking at each other and let out nervous laughter. I look at the clock she has on the wall in front of me and it shows that we have been sitting here for over an hour. Fuck, that can’t be right can it? Have I been lost in my head that long?
I clear my throat awkwardly and avoid looking at her. “So, I guess I should head back.”
She stands up and nods her head at me with a small blush on her face, and I have to wonder what was going through her mind that whole time I was lost in mine. “Yeah okay, well you do have to get home.”
I shake my head. “No, I live at the clubhouse, so if you need anything just walk across the street. I’m usually there. If I’m not, then a brother will be to help you out.”
She nods her head at me and has a small smile on her face. “Okay, I know where to find you.”
Before I leave, I give her my number and take hers so that I can have that contact with them. There is a part of me that doesn’t want to leave her side and I have no idea where it’s coming from. I walk out of there as fast as I can so that I don’t have to think about the fact that I’m already comfortable around this woman.
