I watched as Chibs, once again, pulled his phone out to check to see if there were any texts. For the past two months, Chibs had been acting strangely. He'd get a call or a text and would tear out of the lot, off a repo, out of the clubhouse - it didn't matter. Wherever he was when he got one of those calls or texts, he would leave immediately and return anywhere from forty-five minutes to an hour and a half later. Sometimes he came back looking rumpled, other times he was freshly showered. As I watched him check again, I decided I couldn't just stand back any longer.
"Chibs? Can I talk to you, man?" I asked and nodded toward the benches. He looked at me, surprised by my tone and expression I'm sure, but nodded. We walked over to the benches and he sat, removing a cigarette and lighting up. I raised an eyebrow at that. Erin had been trying to get him to quit and he'd cut back substantially, but at the shop he always seemed to have a few more than when he was around her.
"Whas' on ya mind, Jackie boy?" He asked and I looked at my feet before speaking. I didn't know how to say this without being a fucking hypocrite, but I was going to do it anyway.
"What's going on, man?" I asked as I looked back up into my brother's eyes and he looked back at me with confusion.
"Wha' do ya mean?" He asked and I sighed.
"Erin's a good woman. Everyone can see how much you two love each other." I said and he tilted his head at me, waiting for me to continue. "It'd be stupid to fuck that up over some random piece." I said and saw the shock flash across Chibs' face.
"Ya think I'm cheatin', boy?" He asked, disbelief in his tone.
"Come on. We all see you leaving at random times and coming back either showered or...wrinkled. You've been avoiding runs for the last two months and you're glued to your damn phone." I said, frustrated that he would deny it. "You haven't been subtle."
Chibs closed his eyes and blew out a breath before he gave a chuckle with a shake of his head. "I though' no one woul' notice." He said and I was really fucking confused by his reaction.
"Yeah, well it's been noticed. What the fuck are you doing? You'll lose her, man." I said with concern, knowing that if Erin walked out on Chibs, he wouldn't come out the other side of it the same man.
"Ah, Jackie boy. You're observant, I'll give ya tha'." He looked out over the building for a minute before continuing. "But ya' haven' all the information." He took a drag off his cigarette and then looked back at me. "Erin wants a baby." He said and I furrowed my brows at him.
"So you cheat?" I asked and he shook his head.
"Nae, lad. She's been trackin' her temperatures or some such nonsense. Whenever she gets tha' righ' result, she calls me home." He responded and I laughed in shock and relief.
"What?" I asked, a broad grin stretching my face.
"Aye, I know. I'm a damn stud horse a' tha moment. Is' why I've been leaving suddenly and come back as ya describe." He said with a smirk, belying his grouse about the situation with a look of pride in his eyes. I shook my head at his words.
"That's great, man. Congratulations." I said and he smiled.
"Aye. The though' of a wee one wit' Erin," he paused and the look on his face was powerful with it's joy. He smiled at me and continued. "I'd give 'er the moon, Jackie." He finished and I nodded, slapping him on the back.
"Well, I'm really fucking glad it wasn't what I thought." I said and he laughed at me.
"T'was idiot thinking there, lad. Ya know she has ma' balls in her purse." He answered with a grin, clearly not giving one shit that his woman had him wrapped around her finger. I nodded with a chuckle.
"You're right. I wasn't thinking straight." I said as we walked back into the shop.
I hadn't heard from Erin all day, but I'd been so busy after the talk with Jax that I hadn't noticed it until it was near five o'clock. With a slight frown, I checked my phone and saw that there were no missed calls or texts. That was odd, even if one took our more recent activities out of the equation. Erin and I tended to talk to each other at least once a day throughout our days. On the thought, I fired up my Harley and drove by her bakery, only to see it dark early. Now, I was starting to worry.
When I got home, I shut off the bike and wandered inside, calling out for my girl. "Erin, love?"
"In the kitchen!" She called and I sighed with relief. She was alright.
When I walked into the room, I found her cooking dinner, her shoes kicked to the side and an apron thrown onto the counter. I came up behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and giving her a kiss on the neck before peering at what she was making.
"It's a pasta dish that I found online." She said and I hummed in my throat and kissed behind her ear.
"Smells delicious." I said and was gratified to feel the shiver run down her. She turned in my arms, wrapping her own around my neck, and leaned up to kiss me. I would never grow tired of this woman. Her feel, her smell, her laugh, her - she was everything. I kissed her back and was about to suggest turning the stove down so we could go occupy ourselves further when I heard a ding.
Erin jumped and beamed at me. "Hold that thought." She said and rushed from the room. I stood there for a moment, confused by her actions, before I shook my head and moved to take off my kutte and weapons. As I sat in a chair at the table to remove my boots, Chaos came up to me to lick my hands and receive a pet behind the ears.
I was thus occupied when Erin came back into the kitchen, smiling at me like she'd just won the lottery. "Whas' brough' on such a goo' mood, love?" I asked and she came to stand between my legs and gave me a small kiss. As she did, I saw that her hands were behind her back.
"I have something for you," she whispered against my lips and I tilted my head. She pulled a thin cardboard box around from behind her and I looked at her in question.
"I know I didna miss our anniversary, lass." I said and she smiled with a shake of her head.
"Just open it." She demanded and I took out my short blade and slit the tape on either side of the lid before raising it. I set the lid on the table to my side and pulled at the tissue in the box to find soft, black fabric on the inside. I lifted it out to find baby's clothing with the Sons emblem on it. It didn't take me more than a partial second to know what she was telling me and I moved the box off my lap and stood to grab Erin around the waist.
We laughed and clung to each other, sharing in our joy as the timer to the rolls Erin was cooking went off. When she turned off the oven and stove, I took her back to our room, needing the feel of her against me. My angel was pregnant.
A/N: That wraps up the second volume of the First Old Lady Series. I hope you enjoyed it. Until next time, happy reading! -OQ