She got into Bishop’s car. Since she’d been pregnant, he had no choice but to take the car rather than his bike. She knew he missed riding it to school.

The first time he got his bike, he called it a babe magnet. She couldn’t believe she was married to him.

When they were only best friends, it made sense for her to hear about all the crap he’d say, the girls he’d slept with. Once they started making out, everything had changed. Pushing those doubts aside, she looked at Preacher as Bishop pulled out of the parking lot.

He smiled at her, and in a weird way, that one single smile actually gave her comfort. She wasn’t alone.

He was there.

She could handle this.

No matter what O’Klaren tried to do or even the kids at school, she could handle whatever was thrown her way. She’d dealt with worst and would probably keep on having to deal with worst.

“You okay?” Bishop asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Thank you for staying with me.”

“You think there’s a rat in the club?”

“I have no idea. He seemed to know stuff. He asked about Milly. Do you think he was sleeping with her and knows about it?”

“What, Milly sleeping with O’Klaren? He’s barely been here. I doubt she’d have had the time.”

“Do you care if she had?”

“What are you trying to ask me, Robin?”

“Did you have feelings for her?”

Bishop burst out laughing. “Hell, no. I knew what Milly was. She means nothing to me. Put it this way, if she had a thing for O’Klaren it’s a good thing she’s gone and dead now.”

“Dead?”

“You don’t think Dad would let her live after what she did, did you?”

“Milly planned what happened. What if she told O’Klaren? He seemed to question the baby’s paternity.” She didn’t know if to call her baby, she, he, or it. The baby seemed like the safest of all options. Her life had gotten way too complicated of late, and she actually didn’t have a clue what to do.

“I don’t know. Sounds a reach to me.”

“Unless she wanted Preacher out of the way.”

“Not going to happen. You need to get it out of your head. In fact, I demand you get all of that negative shit out of your head. You don’t need it. It’s completely unnecessary, and seeing as I’m your husband, you’ll do as you’re told.”

They arrived at Preacher’s house, and she looked up at the large home. It was a nice place, spacious.

“Speaking of husbandly things, I was thinking, maybe we could … make it official.”

“You want to have sex?”

“I’m just thinking, you know, you’ve had it. Dad took care of that, and it won’t hurt with me.”

She was … speechless.

“I think right now I just want to go in and study.”

“Ugh, what’s with you? It’s not like you don’t know what is going to happen. You’ve already done it with my dad.”