“Awesome.” She loved Lacey, but the other woman wasn’t much of a decorator. Unless it involved women’s hair and faces. Also, she didn’t want any of the decorations breaking, and there was a risk with Lacey. Not that she didn’t love her, she did, but picking a tree was what she needed Lacey to do.
Once that was done, she had a couple of other jobs for her.
She’d already been on the phone with Lexie, and her other idea was coming along swimmingly. She couldn’t wait to see them, and Lexie was just as excited as she was.
“What do you need me to do?” Tate asked.
“You’re on tinsel duty,” Angel said.
“You got it.”
Millie, Baker’s wife, was on present duty. The other woman owned a toy shop, and Angel wanted there to be a gift for everyone.
She was a little upset that Butch and his club wouldn’t be making it, but she wasn’t going to dwell. They were going to be a full house without the Vegas Chapter.
Glancing around the main clubhouse, she smiled as she saw Sophia and Eva organizing the tables so there would be room for more people. Charlotte, Prue, Emily, and Kelsey were organizing the beds and places to stay, including for the kids, and of course, grandkids.
It was up to Rose, Sunshine, and Angel to organize local hotels and stays for everyone. Angel had been on the phone and arranged for one place to house them, so long as Chaos Bleeds promised not to fuck over their property. She’d already spoken to Lexie with the view of keeping them in line. At least, she hoped so.
Everything was going swimmingly.
Darcy and Sally were helping with the decorations.
This was going to work.
She didn’t know why it was so important to her. It wasn’t like this wasn’t their first-ever Christmas together. In the twenty-plus years she’d known them, they had spent many Christmases together, as well as many apart. This was different though; it felt different to her.
Angel moved toward the front door, and there outside, shoveling snow, were Daisy and Anthony.
Daisy was Lacey’s adopted daughter, and Anthony was her son. Her eldest living son. Before him, she had been pregnant, but— She cut that thought off. That had been a dark time, and she wasn’t going to dwell on the past.
The power of looking forward and positive thinking, that was what she planned. It was what she always did.
Staring at the two young people, she couldn’t compare them to her or Lash. They had a completely different start compared to her and Lash. First of all, they had grown up together. She and Lash didn’t have that luxury.
From the moment she and her husband were together, there was never any chance of anyone else being with her. Lash owned her, body, mind, heart, and soul. She didn’t have a problem with that.
Considering she’d been kept due to a debt with her father, it had soon turned into something magical. Sure, they had their moments, but didn’t all couples?
Lash had never once strayed, and neither had she. She wasn’t even tempted.
With Anthony and Daisy, she didn’t understand what was wrong with them.
Her son had been smitten with the girl since they were kids. Angel remembered them sitting together. How Anthony would sit and listen to Daisy read. He rarely picked up a book himself, but the moment Daisy had one in front of her, he’d sit, listen, and he was completely enraptured by her.
She knew they’d gone on a couple of dates, but from all appearances, that hadn’t turned into anything else. She had to wonder what the problem was. They were an amazing couple.
Even now, Anthony was making sure Daisy didn’t hurt herself shoveling the snow. He was working twice as hard as anyone else, building up speed.
“Why are you spying on our son?” Lash asked, wrapping his arms around her waist.
“I don’t know. I’m just trying to think of ways to help them, you know?”
“You’ve got to give them time. That is, in truth, all they need.”
“Aren’t you worried?”
“About Anthony, no.”