Violet
“When we're there, if your ass needs to leave, we f*****g leave. You and our son are what's important.”
Doom's warning had me looking over at him.
“I know. Trust me, especially when it comes to Thane.”
I squeezed Doom's hand as we drove through the clubhouse gates.
Holy crap.
There were a ton of vehicles filling the lot, along with several bikes despite the cold.
Apparently, everyone had shown up.
Doom parked and came around to help me down.
My incision was healing well, but climbing in and out of his lifted truck still wasn't happening gracefully.
Once my feet hit the ground, Doom went for our son.
Thane was sound asleep in the back seat.
Doom grabbed the diaper bag after carefully lifting Thane's car seat out.
Then he held out his hand to me.
I took it.
We walked
