An Outlaw Monster (Back Down Devil MC #10)(55)

“So Trev has done…”

Eden shook her head. “No. But look at me now.”

I quickly moved off the couch and crouched in front of her. I touched her face. She was genuinely upset. And me? I was greedy.

Why?

Because if Trev was… what about Trent?

“You’re pregnant,” I said. “You’re beautifully pregnant. I’ve seen the way Trev looks at you. Nothing compares to you. Nothing ever will.”

“* is *,” Eden said.

I had to admit - that took me back a few breaths to hear that come from her mouth. She was fast, smart, and face it, she had more experience in this life than I did. My existence with Night Soul was basically almost being the woman Eden was afraid of right then.

I lowered my head. “Dammit. I’m sorry, Eden. I wish I could say something.” I looked at her again. “You don’t have faith in him?”

“Of course I do,” she said. “I love Trev with all my heart. But drinks are drinks, guys are guys, and they all want the girls. Maybe there’s some brunette with nipple rings and that thing catches his attention for one night. I can’t compete with that.”

Compete? That’s what we were doing?

“I don’t want to believe that,” I said, damn well knowing I was lying and that Eden could see I was lying. “I…”

“I shouldn’t have brought it up,” Eden said. “I’ve just been thinking it for a while now. I know Trev is under a lot of pressure with things. But it gets to me, okay? I know I was tough back in the clubhouse, but I’m scared. I said it before and I’ll say it again, I’m scared for my daughter.”

“And I told you before she’s going to have the biggest and baddest family ever.”

“If they survive,” Eden said. “How soon will my daughter experience death?”

Yeah, that took my breath away again. Eden was going down a dark road that I had no answer for.

“Oh, Eden,” I said. “It could be anyone, anytime, wearing any shirt, jacket, leather. You know how death is.”

“They f*ck with it though.”

“I know they do. I know.”

We just stared at each other. I felt like I was going to cry. Maybe somewhere in my mind I had already known that Trent claiming me didn’t mean I’d only be his. That’s not how it worked. I’d wear his ink. I’d wear his ring. I’d have his kids. But if his dick wanted to explore… that was the life. As long as he crawled back home to me to f*ck me, let me care for him, give me his heart, and most of all, protect me. That’s all that mattered.

“Oh, I feel like an idiot,” Eden said.

I sat back and sat on the coffee table. “Don’t. You have every right to feel how you want. I’ve just been so caught up in everything going on I haven’t had a chance to really think about things.” I looked to the diamond ring on my finger. “Like this…”

“Shit. I hope you’re not worried about Trent. I’ll hate myself forever, Harlee.”

“Trent is going to do what he wants, when he wants. That’s what I’ve learned.”

“That’s Trev,” Eden said. “He was just a guy at the table when I met him. He knew about my father and was right there to help me. I watched him go from this bad ass guy into a charter President.”

“I don’t think Trent will be a President. He likes his patch. He likes to hurt people.”

“Only those who deserve it,” Eden said. “That’s the hardest thing to remember.”

I shook my head. “Look at us. Sitting here, worrying about what our guys are doing. Or who they’re doing. They’re out there fighting for us. Trent is going to win a fight to get back at the people that hurt me. Trev is doing it to make sure you’re safe… and your baby.”

“Still… if they’re f*cking other women…”

“There’s no way we could find out right now,” I said. “Hey, maybe we should call some prospects in here to give us some action.”

Eden snorted. “Seriously? Have you seen Trev? No man could make happen what he does.”

I laughed. I felt the same way about Trent.

“Ugh, I still have to pee,” Eden said.

I stood up and grabbed her hands. I pulled her to her feet. “We’re going to be fine. All of us. I’ve seen the other side of this, Eden. With those guys from Night Soul. The way it was here before Trev was pretty rough. It’ll get cleaned up.”

“I know. Trev is smart. He trusts the guys he has.”

“Make sure you trust him then,” I said.

“I’ll blame it on hormones,” Eden said. “Just don’t tell anyone about this.”

“I never would,” I said. “I’m glad I have you.”

Eden turned and waddled away, her hair dancing left to right as she did so. When she was out of sight, I felt my face and heart drop. I couldn’t help but think that Trent was doing the same damn thing Eden was worried about with Trev. Is that what they did?

Hell, I knew that answer.

I saw that answer every night in the other clubhouse. The guys would pass women around like they were fresh beers. Going from room to room, it was like they were competing. Some of them were. They wanted to be claimed by one of the guys to get protection. Until then, they needed to keep their mouths open and legs spread.