Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 81603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 81603 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 408(@200wpm)___ 326(@250wpm)___ 272(@300wpm)
She nodded.
“Good. Is there anything else?”
She shook her head.
“Then, enjoy your coffee and relax.”
“Do you want me to leave?”
“Only if you wish to, but know there are people waiting to make sure you rest and relax. Here, you can sit, enjoy your coffee, and no one will bother you.”
Daisy took a deep breath. She liked the idea of no one pestering her. That would be nice. She loved the club, but right now they kept fussing over her, and it was a little overwhelming.
“Thank you.”
He nodded his head, and then got back to work.
There was a calculator, and several booklets open. She had no idea what he was doing, but if it was math, she was less inclined to care. Resting her head back, she took a deep breath, then another, until finally she felt calm. She took another sip of her coffee. Stink made a nice cup of coffee.
Stink had gotten his name as he had lost his sense of smell a long time ago. He could taste, so food was okay, but he couldn’t smell anything.
She started to feel sleepy.
“You need to move to the sofa,” Lash said.
She nodded her head and got to her feet. Finishing the last of her coffee, she sat on the sofa, resting her head in her hand. She tried to stay awake. She wanted to stay alert. Her body had a lot of other ideas ... like falling fast asleep.
She had no choice. Sleep consumed her.
****
Lash pressed a finger to his lips as his wife entered. Angel had brought him his lunch. She offered him a smile and looked toward the sofa, and her gaze softened.
Daisy had fallen asleep about an hour ago. The doctor said she would tire throughout the day, and to allow her to get as much rest as possible.
He kept working through the reports. It was not close to tax season, but he liked to keep an eye on everything and make sure he hadn’t missed anything.
“Are you okay?” Angel asked, coming in behind him. She put the plate down, and he pulled her into his arms and kissed her hard.
“Yeah, I’m okay. She’s sleeping.”
“I can see that.”
“She struggles when it comes to relaxing.”
Angel nodded. “You’ve noticed that?”
“Yes, she loves helping out at the club. She loves being useful. She kind of reminds me of another woman I know. Stubborn, even when she is sick, will still try and do as much as humanly possible. A giant pain in my ass when she gets started.”
Angel laughed, and then tried to cover her mouth. “You’re not playing fair, and besides, I like taking care of people. I’m good at it. Stop teasing me.”
He pulled her onto his lap. “I love teasing you. Now, have you eaten anything?” he asked.
“I have my lunch in the kitchen.”
“That’s your stubborn way of saying no, you’re not eating anything, and it makes me want to spank your ass.” He picked up one of the pickles from his plate that he knew she loved. “Eat it.”
She took a bite and her eyes closed. “You’re a pain. I made that for you.”
“And if I don’t take care of you, who will?”
She didn’t argue with him. It was a good thing. Arguing with him got them nowhere. Daisy was still fast asleep, and he had known, even all those years ago, that her father hadn’t died from cleaning his gun. Anthony had been good at what he did, but not perfect.
Lash didn’t give enough of a shit to find out the truth. The story held up, and seeing the bastard was a drunk with a lot of enemies, it made sense for him to be cleaning a gun. It was a mess that took care of itself.
They buried him, no questions asked.
He hated that Daisy had gone through that. Her real father had been cruel. She would have been sixteen, or just turning that age.
She was the right choice for Anthony, just as Angel was the right choice for him, because she gave him hope, and she saw the good in everything. Daisy didn’t question the darkness in Anthony. She accepted it and still loved him. He had seen the two of them over the last few years getting closer, falling in love, and he admired them.
They never allowed their relationship to get in the way of the club. They never brought their problems to the club, or their successes. In that moment, he wasn’t happy. His son had married in secret, as had Daisy. They had moved in together without announcing it. Under the nose of the club, they had shared a life no one truly knew about, and that was because everything else had taken center stage. Anthony and Daisy didn’t need to be the center of attention. They were happy to just be together. It was how they were as kids, and right now he didn’t like that.