Why did Smokey have to give her a fucking job? The very thought of it annoyed the crap out of him. “I know what I’m doing,” Big Dick said.
Larissa shrugged. “He’s stinking, and if you don’t change him soon, he’s going to scream the whole place down. And he might also get a sore bottom.”
“I’m not going to smack it!” He glared at her.
Larissa laughed. “I don’t mean from that. I mean from the fact youhaven’t cleaned … his bottom. That is all.”
“Oh,” Big Dick said. “Right, sorry.”
She held her hands up. “But what do I know? I don’t have anychildren of my own, and I don’t have a clue what I’m talking about.”
She went to walk away, and Big Dick realized he might be able to use this opportunity.
“I don’t know what I’m doing,” he said. That wasn’t a total lie. It had been years since he cleaneda diaper.
Larissa turned to him and smiled. “Then I’ll help.”
“How can you help if you don’t even have kids?” he asked.
She rolled her eyes. “I’ve volunteered atthe baby care unit at the local hospital. I’ve helped a lot of moms that have been terrified. They go through some training for you to help.”
“You’re just a goody-two-shoes, aren’t you?” he asked.
Larissa put her hands on her hips. “I was trying to figureout exactly what I wanted to do with my life. Not all of us know what we want to be when we’re old.”
Big Dick looked at Larissa. “Did you just call me old?”
She didn’t answer him. Instead, she reached out and took Umberto from him. “Hello, little guy. Oh dear, you do smell quite badly, don’t you?” She pressed a kiss to his cheek. “You’re so cute. Come on, we’re going to teach, Uncle Big, er, George, Uncle Big George, how to clean your diaper, so that it’s nice and clean, and you’re not having to cry.”
She held Umberto close. The little guy reached out for her hair and began playing with it.
Big Dick looked at her, a little taken aback. There was no way she was supposed to look so … natural.
And why do you suddenly want to be the one to put a kid inside her?
Hands clenched at his sides, he refused to think about impregnatingthe priest’s daughter. This would piss off Smokey. His life at the clubhouse would be a nightmare. No, he couldn’t allow that to happen.
“Is everything okay?” Larissa asked.
“Yeah, it’s fine. I’ll let you deal with the shitty diaper.”
“Don’t be silly. Come on, you claim that you don’t havea clue, even though I’ve heard you bragging about how much you remember from taking care of your sister. It’s time for a little crash course in remembering.”
Big Dick couldn’t believe it. She had known he was lying.
He rubbed the back of his head. “I, er, I don’t know.”
“And it’s about time to be taught, especially with what all the women say in town.”
He tensed up. “All the women?”
“You’re famous, George. Your name precedes you, and a lot of women like to talk about how good you are.”
Shit. Fuck. This wasn’t good. “No one should be talking about me.”
Larissa laughed. “It’s fine, but I imagine with how many women you … date, it’s only going to be a matter of time before you’re a daddy of your own.”
This wasn’t a good conversation.