Stripping Callum (Last Hangman MC Book 6)(87)

I’m back working at the coffee shop full time now. I absolutely love it there. Not only because I get free cakes, but because I’m working with my friends and it’s so much fun. The girls come over almost daily and some of the guys, too.

I stopped going to the strip club long ago and Lawrence was amazing about it, but that doesn’t mean the girls and I haven’t been back for fun. We can just call in a few days before we want to go, and he’ll set everything up so we have a night of fun. The guys never join us, but they really don’t mind us going as long as we don’t go to the Magic Mike nights. Then we’re in trouble. It happened only once. They were all moaning about it for a week. Although it was fun, we always have more fun when it’s the women stripping. Go figure.

It’s still surreal that these people I was once scared of became my family and are so important to me now. All of them. They are so amazing that they recreated their Christmas party in the middle of January for Elijah and me because we missed it. We had a blast. I had never really celebrated Christmas since my parents’ died so this was all new to me. The kids were spoiled again as they all got presents, even though they already got theirs in December. They all spoiled Elijah and I think he has enough toys until he’s old enough to go to high school.

Callum enjoyed the party, too. He suffered the wrath of the ugly Christmas sweater, and he wore it proudly, much to the despair of Ayden and Charline. Apparently, it’s a tradition they started, and Aleck wasn’t too pleased when it was his turn to wear it. He swore he burned any evidence of it, but he wasn’t counting on Charline making doubles of all the pictures, which she happily showed me a few days later.

Next month I’m taking my exams to get my G.E.D., and I’m scared shitless. Nicole has been helping me with everything as she’s the one closest to me in age, and she was in school not long ago.

Callum has been hinting that he wants to have another kid with me. He thinks he’s being subtle about it, but subtle and Callum does not go well together. What he doesn’t know is that I’m already pregnant and haven’t had the chance to tell him yet because he’s been on a club run with the others. It’s doing my head in. Elijah found out the other day because the ultrasound picture was in my bag, and he asked me why I had a picture of a squid in my bag.

I took my time to explain things to him, and he’s buzzing to tell his dad all about it and has nicknamed the baby Squiddy until we figure out a name.



Elijah and I are sitting on the couch, watching cartoons when the front door opens. I don’t think Callum had the chance to put his bag down before Elijah jumped in his arms shouting his ears off.

“Hey, little man.” He chuckles and walks in looking hot as ever. I don’t know how the hell I got so lucky, but he’s sex on f*cking legs, and what a set of legs he has. Thick and muscular. Major swoon!

“I missed you.” Elijah wraps his small arms around his dad’s neck and squeezes.

“I missed you, too, but you’re strangling me.” Callum fake gasps, and Elijah slaps his chest.

“Silly, Daddy.”

“Daddy is very silly.” I laugh at the two of them.

“So you two keep saying.” He shrugs and walks to me and kisses me. “How are you?”

“I’m good and you?” I ask him and he knows what I mean, has everybody made it out alive.

“Yes, I’m good.” He winks at me.

“Thank God.” I sigh in relief.

“Did you miss Mommy?” Elijah asks, sitting on the coffee table as Callum sits next to me, wrapping me in his arms.

“Of course, I did, why?” Callum asks confused.

“Did you miss Squiddy?” Elijah giggles covering his mouth.

“Squiddy?” Callum looks lost as he looks between Elijah and me.

“Yes, Squiddy.” Elijah gets up and sits on Callum’s lap before rubbing my tummy. “Squiddy.”

“Are you…? Are we…? Squiddy?” It’s not often that Callum is speechless, but this is pretty f*cking epic. Big bad Callum is tearing up, and my heart swells for him.

“Yes, I’m pregnant.” I beam at him as he hugs Elijah and me, tears falling down his face.

“Best. Fucking. Day,” he says through his tears. I thought I’d be able to stay strong and not cry, but that soon went out the window. We’re both tearing up at the prospect of having a baby together. Elijah looks confused as hell as to why we’re crying, but he cuddles us both. “Are you really?”

“Yes.” I chuckle. “I found out the day after you left. I didn’t want to tell you over the phone nor did I want it to impair your judgment about what you had to do, so I’ve been patiently waiting to tell you. Elijah found out a few days ago and named it Squiddy because it looks like an octopus on the picture.”

“I love you, both of you.”

“I love you.” I smile at him.

“I love you both!” Elijah shouts and kisses us.

We’re going to have one happy family, and even though there will still be moments where the past is going to cloud our judgment and creep up on us, this is all I’ve ever dreamt of.

For so long, I’ve regretted the things I’ve done. Leaving my aunt, not letting people in, leaving Callum twice. In the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take. Had I not left my aunt and done all the things I did, I never would have met Callum, and I wouldn’t be the happiest woman ever.