Viper's Kiss (Back Down Devil MC #8)(68)

The baby kicked and both Blaine and Jessa smiled.





thirty-six.



Blaine found the small box outside his house. It was a present wrapped in baby wrapping paper. There were little horses, rattles, and that kind of stuff on the paper. No return address was on the label.

He took the box inside and put it on the table.

Looking down the hall, he smiled. Jessa had been put on bed rest. She only had another month to go before baby Blaine came. They were going to try and wait to be surprised by the sex of the baby, but Blaine couldn’t help himself. He knew it was a boy. Jessa still didn’t.

He sat at the table and cut the box open. Inside was another box. On top, a note. Before he could read it, his cell rang.

“Hello?”

“It’s Ethan.”

“Chief Ethan,” Blaine said.

“Stick to first names, Blaine.”

“What do I owe this pleasure?”

“Nothing is adding up here.”

“Did you press the right numbers on the calculator?”

“Fuck you. I’ve got a massacre just outside Frelen. I’ve got the eyes of everyone on me to take you down. I’ve got a fire investigation at your clubhouse that is arson. Yet, I can’t find Vin… and magically, it’s quiet around here.”

“Let me know where the bad news is,” Blaine said.

“What did you do to Vin?”

“Nothing. You have our stories. Our alibis all checked out. Didn’t they?”

“You know, Blaine, I got a call from a friend who says you were driving a car almost double the speed limit. You were pulled over and a woman in your car was going into labor. You then sped away and that officer’s cruiser had tires shot out.”

“That’s weird,” Blaine said. “Jessa is still very pregnant.”

“I know that!” Ethan growled. “What the f*ck is your club up to?”

“Club business,” Blaine said. “The way I see it, Ethan… our MC was attacked. Damn shame to us. But at that same time, the Eight Under MC was viciously murdered and Vin took off. I can tell you this, Vin and Eight Under were in bed. So something went wrong there. At least it’s outside Frelen.”

“There’s eyes everywhere, Blaine.”

“That’s fine. We have nothing to hide.” There was silence and Blaine grinned. “And you thought you were going to come into this town and just step on us. We own Frelen, Ethan. When you realize that and realize what we do for this town and the surrounding areas, then we’ll end up happy as friends.”

“I’ll never be your f*cking friend, Blaine. You were a dirty man back then and you’re worse now.”

“But at least I’m free,” Blaine said.

He closed the phone. He put it down and patted it. There was no more going back. Only going forward.

Blaine turned his attention to the gift box on the table.

He opened the note and read.



A little luck for your little family. All is settled.



- Ed



Blaine opened the second box and quickly shut up.

Some people believed in carrying a rabbit’s foot for good luck, right? All those superstitions that were taken very seriously.

The cartel had their own version of that, or so it appeared.

Blaine looked again and shook his head.

It wasn’t a rabbit’s foot.

It was a human foot.

It was Vin’s foot.

“What is that?” Jessa asked.

Blaine shut the box and stood up. She was beautiful round. Her face chubby but pretty. Her breasts had filled in crazy, leaving Blaine constantly turned on, twenty-four-seven. Which was a step up from his normal schedule of being hard twenty-hours-a-day.

“Just a little gift to me,” Blaine said. “Don’t worry about it.” Blaine walked to Jessa. He touched her stomach. “How’s my baby?”

“Good. Active. Wish he or she could get here already.”

“Soon,” Blaine said. “I’m not done with you yet.”

“No?”

“Pregnancy sex is becoming a real fetish for me. What am I going to do when you have the baby?”

“You’re an *, Blaine.”

“I know. I know.”

“But I like pregnancy sex too,” Jessa said. “In fact I read that sex helps get labor going.”

“Well then,” Blaine said. “The rest of my day is booked now.”

Blaine kissed Jessa. He would touch every inch of her body. He would taste every inch of her body. She was his woman, forever. He’d touch her soft skin with the delicate touch she desired. But he would take care of that wild fire inside her though.

She was the only woman who dared to tame him. She was the only woman that came close. And the parts she couldn’t tame, she was the fire for. And Blaine loved her with whatever was left of his heart. She was rebuilding his heart with her love and her body. Riding outlaw and riding with the reaper was all Blaine knew… until he met Jessa. She gave him meaning. She gave him purpose. And she gave him a family.

*****

“Caine.”

It was the perfect name for the perfect baby.

Everyone stood in the hospital room just before six in the morning.