I looked at the images on the screen with disgust then quickly closed out of social media. Just as I closed my phone, Caleb reappeared with two women. One was a very attractive blonde with a killer figure and eyes so brown they were almost black. The other was a striking brunette who was very, very pregnant. He led them over to where I was sitting in the booth.
“Ladies, this is Cassidy. Chance’s friend.”
The two women looked surprised. Then all three of them shared a weird look as if my presence here meant something.
Caleb laid those baby blues on me. “This is Honey, my wife.” He gestured to the gorgeous brunette.
“Hey,” the very pregnant woman said as she awkwardly slid into the booth across from me.
“And this is Indy. You met her husband the other day in the town square. He’s my less charming brother, Cade.”
Indy raised an eyebrow at him and gave him an unimpressed look before turning those big brown eyes in my direction.
“Hey.” She sat down in the booth next to Honey, who could barely get her huge belly between her and the table.
“I’m heading to chapel. Do you ladies need anything before I go?” Caleb asked.
“I suppose getting these babies out my stomach is asking too much,” Honey said.
“Out of my hands, baby girl.”
“Then no, I’m fine. You go to chapel and I will just sit here and incubate your babies in my gargantuan stomach.”
“That’s my girl,” Caleb said with a cheeky grin. “You know, I’d kiss you goodbye but—” He gestured to the table between them.
“Don’t worry about it. You’d probably just get me pregnant again anyway.”
He threw her a wink before walking away.
“Thankfully, it doesn’t work that way,” Indy added.
“I’m not kidding. That man’s sperm is powerful shit,” Honey said, rubbing her hand over her big belly. “Sometimes I think he only needs to rub up against me and I fall pregnant.”
“When are you due?” I asked.
“Not for a few weeks. But the way my husband drags me everywhere he goes, you’d think I was about to go into labor at any minute. He won’t leave my side, and it’s driving me crazy.”
Caleb sounded like a doting husband.
“He’s just protective of you and his babies,” Indy offered.
“Babies?” I asked.
“Twin boys,” she said, rubbing her belly. “And I have a nineteen-month-old daughter, but she’s out with her aunty Autumn today, being spoiled rotten I imagine.”
“Do you have any names picked out?”
Honey rolled her eyes, slightly exasperated. There had obviously been a heated debate about it.
“Caleb wants to call them Robert and James.”
“Those are good names,” I said, slightly surprised by the traditional choice.
“He only wants those names because of Robert Plant and Jimmy Page.” She sighed. “My husband with all the Led Zeppelin tattoos on that deliciously sinful body of his wants to name our first sons after members in a rock band.”
A rush of energy entered the clubhouse as a gorgeous young woman with thick hair the color of chocolate swept across the room and slid into the booth next to me.
“Please tell my brothers that I am not having my birthday party at the clubhouse,” she wailed dramatically. Up close she was gorgeous. She had the same dimples and bright blue eyes as Chance, Cade and Caleb, so I assumed they were the brothers she was talking about. “Indy, you have to have a word with them. They’ll make it this big MC princess thing, and it’s going to be so over the top!”
“I think it’s too late,” Indy said, playing with the crown pendant around her neck. I noticed that Honey had one around her neck too.
“Please don’t say that! I just want something quiet.”
“Yeah, I don’t think quiet is quite what they had in mind,” Honey added, rubbing her belly again.
The beautiful brunette grimaced. “Great. It’s going to be completely over the top, isn’t it?”
“Yep,” Indy and Honey said in unison.
The brunette dropped her head back and let out a dramatic sigh. “Why was I born into an MC? No… Why was I born into the Kings of Mayhem MC? Ugh.” Then, as if seeing me sitting there for the first time, she straightened and looked at me with wide eyes. “Oh, hey there. I’m Chastity.”
She offered me her hand.
“Cassidy,” I said, shaking it.
“Cassidy is a friend of Chance’s,” Indy said with an odd inflection to her voice.
Then the three of them shared a look that again told me my presence here as a friend of Chance’s meant something.
“Okay, that’s the second time in half an hour you guys have done that,” I said. “So spill. Why is it such a thing for Chance to bring me here?”
Honey looked at Indy who looked at Chastity who looked at Honey.
“It’s just my brother doesn’t usually bring girls to the clubhouse,” Chastity said.
“He doesn’t?”