King (The VIP Room 3) - Page 37

“Don’t talk like that again! You’re not allowed to use the words ‘I’ and ‘die’ in the same sentence. You’re not allowed to die before me, ever! You think you couldn’t bear to lose our sons? Well, I couldn’t lose you and stay sane. Kitten, I know what life is without you.

“If I died…” Shocked, Beth tried to stop his words, but his finger pressed against her lips, halting her words. “If I died,” he continued, “you would be strong enough to carry on and raise our children. Eventually, you would make it through life until we could be together again. Me, on the other hand, I am an asshole. If I couldn’t have you, then there wouldn’t be anything of me left to give anyone.”

“Baby,” she kissed the finger pressed against her lips, “I’m not going anywhere. We’re going to raise those two boys, and you’re going to be stuck with me for a long time. I promise.”

“I’m going to go see if the nurse will bring the babies in.” Razer gently raised the bed to where she was almost sitting up.

“Yes, please.”

“I almost forgot.” Reaching into his pocket, he pulled something out then took her hand in his, sliding her wedding and engagement rings back on with the same look on his face that had been there on their wedding day. She felt his hesitation at leaving her, his eyes on the machines plugged into her.

“Go, Razer. I’ll be right here waiting...”

King nodded to Shade, who gently clicked the door shut before Razer could catch them, then strolled down the hallway, relieved that his young cousin would be fine and she held nothing other than love in her heart for Evie.

Chapter 29

Evie knocked on the hospital room’s door, going in when Razer opened it.

She carried the heavy packages into the room with King carrying more behind her, coming to a stop by her friend’s bed. Looking down at Beth’s exhausted face as she held the two babies swaddled in blue blankets, she said a brief prayer of thanks before putting the bags on the chair beside the bed.

“I packed you a suitcase. I put a couple of gowns in it, your new housecoat, your make-up bag and your hair brush.” She lifted up a blue book bag then set it back down. “I also bought you some magazines and crossword puzzles. I found your Kindle; it’s in there, too. I also sent you an e-certificate to purchase books, so knock yourself out.”

She turned, taking a little, baby-blue suitcase from King. “I brought the suitcase you had packed for the babies, too. I took out the pink ones you had packed and put in more boy clothes. I went through all your shower gifts and picked out what you needed before you got home and packed those, too.”

She turned to King again, taking the flowers and balloons from him before setting the flowers on the bedside table. Putting the teddy bear holding the balloons on her bed, she went to Beth’s side.

“Can I hold one?” she asked.

Beth closed her mouth, lifting her cradled bundle toward Evie. “You can hold them both.” Laughing, she handed King the other one.

King gently took the baby, lifting it to his chest. “He’s beautiful.”

“Thank you.” Evie smiled at Razer’s proud comment.

When King lowered the baby into her other arm, Evie looked down at the babies, admiring their tiny fingers.

“Evie.” She looked up when Beth called her name. “There are no words to say how much I appreciate what you did. You saved my babies’ lives. I owe you a debt I can never repay.”

“Beth—”

“Let me finish, please. Razer told me what you said in the waiting room. I want you to know that, when I lashed out at you after Razer and I broke up, I was hurt and angry. I didn’t understand the loyalty you felt to The Last Riders back then, but I do now. I want you to forgive yourself, because I did a long time ago. Okay?”

Evie nodded her head, too choked up to speak.

Sex Piston came in the door then, breaking the emotional moment. Killyama, Crazy Bitch, Fat Louise and T.A. each filed into the room next, their arms full of bags, balloons and stuffed animals.

Sex Piston bent over the bed, hugging Beth. “Don’t fucking scare me like that again.”

“I won’t.”

Sex Piston rose, eyeing the big teddy bear on the bed with the balloons. She turned, looking at the items sitting around. Putting her hands on her hips, she narrowed her eyes, looking at Evie who was holding both babies. “You gonna share?”

“You going to cuss when you’re holding them?”

“I’m not going to make any promises,” she said, taking the one sleeping.

“What are their names?” T.A. asked, taking the other one from Evie.

“We haven’t decided yet.” Razer sat down on the bed beside his wife.

Evie stood up, giving Beth and Razer a hug. “Let me know when you need a babysitter.”

“I think it’s going to be a while before I let them out of my sight again.” Razer followed them out the door into the hallway, closing the door behind them.

“I thought Lily would be in the room with Beth?” Evie questioned.

“She was here earlier, but Shade made her go home to get some rest. She’ll be back later. She and Shade will stay while I go home to get some sleep.” Evie saw Rider and Train sitting in chairs in the waiting room. “Are they waiting to see Beth and the babies?”

“No, the brothers want to keep a guard on them until we can get them home.”

“Why?” Concerned, Evie stopped walking; Razer’s fierce expression told her something was wrong.

“Because Knox got an ID on those men who broke into your house; they were professionals. Until we find out what they wanted, we’re going to watch all three of you. We talked to King; he’s going to stay with you, and we have both Beth and Lily covered.”

Evie grabbed King’s arm, feeling like she was going to faint.

“Evie!” King turned, catching her.

“I’m fine. I’m just tired after being awake almost forty-eight hours. I’m going home to bed. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Later.” Razer didn’t look like he believed her, but she had to talk to Shade. She could be wrong, but if she was right, then the only way to catch the person responsible was to let whoever was behind the attack believe the case was closed because the suspects were dead.

They drove back to King’s house, and as soon as the door closed behind them, King turned her to face him. “It had nothing to do with me. I called Henry; everything is quiet in Queen City.”

“This has nothing to do with you. We both know who is responsible.”

“Brooke? Do you think she believes she can have Shade if she removes the obstacles in her way?”

“No, I don’t think so. I believe it’s more like, if she can’t have him, then no one can.” Evie took off her shoes. “I had hoped the baby would calm her down, make her a little more human. I guess I was wrong.”

“Evie, we don’t know anything for certain. This is all speculation. We don’t know for sure.”

Evie did know, remembering the gunman standing beside Lily. The gun had been pointed at her.

“I’ll never forget Lily begging for that baby’s life.”

“Evie, it’s over. Beth, the babies, Lily—you’re all alive. Nothing else matters. Go on to my room and

take a shower. I’ll bring you a glass of wine.”

“Fuck that, bring me a whiskey.”

“All right. I’ll be there in a minute.”

Evie went to King’s bedroom. She had showered earlier when she picked up Beth’s shower presents, so another wasn’t needed.

She was pulling off her jeans when she looked across the room. Grinning wickedly, she kicked her jeans away.

As King came into the bedroom, carrying their glasses, a flash of movement caught his eye. “I see you found my surprise.” He set their glasses down on the nightstand.

“This one is better than mine,” Evie said from the top of the pole.

“I was afraid you were going to break your neck on the one you had. Henry arranged for that one to be shipped for me.”

“Who installed it?” Evie asked, flipping herself upside-down.

King unbuttoned his shirt, removing his clothes without taking his eyes off her body. He lay down naked on the bed, picking up his whiskey before he leaned back against the headboard, enjoying the show. “I don’t understand why you constantly believe I can’t do the same shit normal men do.”

Evie stopped spinning to stare across the room at him. Even naked, he looked elegant and sophisticated. “How did the fishing trip go? Catch anything?”

“No. Only Cash and Shade did. My son-in-law is beginning to give me a complex,” he complained, finishing his drink then setting his glass down.

Evie laughed, working her way down the pole.

“I didn’t see your fishing pole when Cash dropped your stuff off at my place. Where’s it at?”

“At the bottom of the lake,” King admitted reluctantly.

Evie laughed, twirled around the bottom of the pole then turned her back to it, sliding down it into a full squat.

“Come here.”

Evie sashayed across the room, crawling from the bottom of the bed to kneel beside him. “So, who installed the pole?”

“Train and Rider.”

Evie reached out, trailing her fingers teasingly along the tip of his cock. “Did you enjoy the show?”

“Can’t you tell?”

Evie bent over, sucking the tip of his cock into her mouth. His hand went to her hair, pulling it back from her face, holding it in one hand.

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