Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 50619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 50619 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 253(@200wpm)___ 202(@250wpm)___ 169(@300wpm)
With a smile, he turned off his motor and swung his leg over his bike. By the time he’d taken off his helmet, the others had joined him.
“Sounds like they’re having a blast,” Razor said. “Let’s go join them.”
“Daddies are home,” Vex announced as he led the way. He immediately stopped inside the door. Wraith bumped into him with a “Whoa, dude.”
“Daddy!” Angel leapt to her feet and ran forward to jump into Vex’s arms. “We’re having a tea party. Did you come to join us? We did some decorating. I hope that’s okay.”
“We’d love to join you. I didn’t want you to have all that fun without me.” Vex carried her inside, looking around at the change that had occurred over the last few hours since he had left. He’d never gotten around to putting up pictures and froufrou embellishments at his place. Pretty things hadn’t been important—until now.
“What an improvement you’ve made in here.” Vex hugged her close as he carried her inside and out of the way. His Baby girl made everything better.
With Angel adding life to his previously solitary space, Vex had noticed the plain white walls and the lack of vibrancy in his cabin. The interior couldn’t be described as boring now. Feather boas wrapped around his ceiling fan in a variety of jewel colors. Completed coloring pages decorated the walls like precious landscapes.
Vex smiled at the scene in front of him on the floor. They’d moved the coffee table out of the way and sat in a carefully arranged circle, alternating Little girls and stuffies. A decorated plastic teacup on an equally floral saucer sat properly in front of each woman and every stuffie. A platter of cookies sat in the middle. The Little girls wore floppy hats and lots of makeup and perfume.
“I told you he’d like it,” Caroline said and raised her arms to her Daddy. Wraith settled on the floor with more flexibility than Vex expected from the heavily muscled man.
“We need more cups. Daddy, sit there at my spot. I’ll get more and be back in a jiffy,” Angel said.
“Maybe I could borrow Sammie’s?” he suggested.
“No way, Daddy. Sammie’s enjoying his tea!” Her dramatically offended expression almost made him laugh with delight. Angel was adorable. Quickly, he apologized for his mistake and smoothed his Little’s ruffled feathers.
“I’m so sorry, Sammie. Maybe you and I could share a teacup, Baby girl,” Vex suggested.
“That’s a perfect idea.” Angel plopped herself down and winced slightly as she landed.
Instantly, Vex lifted Angel onto his lap. She leaned into him and pressed a kiss to his cheek as a quiet thank you. From Wraith’s snort, he guessed Angel had left a red lipstick mark on his face. He liked the idea of being marked by her.
“Maybe I should have a hat too,” Scythe commented, hesitating to sit down.
Winnie immediately looked horrified. “Daddy! Gentlemen do not wear hats inside. Especially to tea parties!”
“What are you thinking, Scythe?” Razor asked, straightening his make-believe tie. Honey patted his thigh approvingly. Razor smirked at Scythe.
“Sorry, Chipmunk. You’ll have to forgive me. I don’t get invited to a lot of tea parties,” Scythe told Winnie.
“It’s okay, Daddy. I’m glad you’re here,” she assured him.
Soon, everyone settled in a circle on the floor, and the refreshments could resume. Not eager to declare himself a tea-party virgin like Scythe, Vex took a wait-and-watch approach to the party. Thankfully, his Little girl helped him out.
“Would you like to try my tea, Daddy?” Angel offered, holding out her teacup.
All four Little girls stared at him intently. Instantly, he was suspicious. Something was going on. They focused on him too closely.
The liquid inside wasn’t hot. He was glad to see they hadn’t used the stove to risk burning themselves. It was the right color—a deep brown. As he lifted the porcelain higher, the aroma caught him. He pretended not to notice and took a drink. Pure bourbon.
“How much tea have you Littles had?” he asked, arching an eyebrow and looking meaningfully at his MC brothers.
“That’s our second splash,” Angel answered carefully.
“Let me try that,” Razor said, plucking Honey’s cup from her hand and lifting it to his mouth. He, too, paused when the liquid approached his mouth before taking a drink. “Now, I understand the giggles.”
Wraith and Scythe confiscated their Littles’ cups and sniffed them suspiciously. Wraith drained Caroline’s before announcing, “That’s good whiskey.”
“Bourbon tea, Daddy,” Caroline corrected him. “We have cookies too.” She leaned forward to scoop up the plate of sweet treats and knocked two to the floor. “Oops.”
That, of course, set off another round of delighted laughter as the two closest Littles scooped up the cookies and took big bites.
Angel crowed, “Two-second rule!”
Vex exchanged a look with the other men. He, Scythe, and Razor followed Wraith’s example and finished the last of the liquid.