“What did she name him?”
“She named him Logan. That was your father’s name, wasn’t it?” Mrs. Langley asked Dustin. Diamond could tell Dustin almost lost it at the name of his son.
“I told Sam when we married and had kids I was going to name my son after my dad.” His hoarse voice had Rachel bursting into tears. Greer put his arm around his sister’s shoulder.
Dustin carefully walked closer to the little boy sitting silently by Holly’s side. Slowly he dropped to his knees.
“Hello, Logan. Welcome home.”
Chapter Twenty-four
Diamond came out of her office, running late again. She hated being late when Knox was with her; he always used it as an excuse to punish her with one of his diabolical tortures. Driving home, she saw him already sitting in the parking lot as she pulled in.
“Damn,” Diamond said.
She saw the smile on his mouth as she went inside to grab her overnight bag. She came back down, handing him the overnight case, which he tied onto the back of his bike.
“It would be easier if you just left a few extra outfits at the clubhouse,” Knox said, getting onto the bike before handing her his helmet.
“I would if they would still be there when I needed them. The women can swipe clothes from you while you’re still wearing them.” Knox laughed, starting the motor. His easy grin sent her heart soaring as much as the ride to the clubhouse.
The last month since Dustin had found his son had been good. The DNA results had come back proving without a doubt Dustin was the father and Holly had worked out an arrangement with Dustin so that she could remain in Logan’s life. Holly had remained Diamond’s secretary as well without the constant fear of someone finding out her secret. It had given the woman a boost of confidence that Diamond hadn’t seen in her before.
Knox had changed in the last month also; more easygoing and affectionate with her. When she left him in the morning, she no longer worried that it would be the last. Holly wasn’t the only one who had gained some confidence.
As his bike pulled into the clubhouse parking lot, the club was already busy for a Friday night. Knox packed her suitcase up the steps. When they entered, the crowd was already making it hard to fit inside the room.
“There a lot of people here tonight,” Diamond said.
“We’re making one of the women a member tonight,” Knox replied.
“Oh.” Diamond’s heart plunged. Sex Piston had told her that they had to have six votes out of the eight original members’ votes to become a Last Rider. They had to have sex with the men or cause them to have an orgasm to get the vote.
As she went upstairs to get changed, her eyes studied the new faces of the women.
She tried not to think about the night ahead as she took a quick shower and dressed in Knox’s room while he waited patiently for her. She had attended several Friday parties over the last months, but they had always ended up in his room alone after dinner. She didn’t know who or how often he was with the other women because she had adopted ‘the don’t ask’ attitude and buried the worry as deep as she could.
Never, Never Land was good. She didn’t want to leave and was afraid that, if she asked and he told the truth, she would have to leave her make believe land and lose Knox. It was messed up the way she was thinking, but like any gambler that was going for the big money, she was all in. She merely hoped when he was finished with her that she had enough money to pay the mortgage on her soul because that was her collateral.
Knox’s eyes watched her dress in her new blue jean skirt that hugged her butt. The black camy she put on instead of her bra had his eyes lighting up, although when she picked up a sheer, black top that tied at her breasts, he was instantly getting off the bed.
Diamond hastily backed up against the door, her hands going to his chest.
“When did you get that outfit?”
“I went shopping with Jewell and Raci.”
Knox’s hand slid up the inside of her thighs, tugging the baby blue underwear off. “Knox, give my panties back.”
“Nope, that’s what you get for being late.”
“I’m not going downstairs without my underwear,” Diamond protested as he tossed her underwear onto the dresser.
“No one will even notice,” he said as he propelled her out of the room.
Going down the steps, Diamond saw that the party had heated up since she had been upstairs. Jewell was between Rider’s legs, sucking on his cock, and Ember was dancing with Cash and Train.
They went to the bar where Evie was talking to Shade and Bliss and Evie handed her a beer.
“Thanks, Evie.”
“Did you eat dinner?” Knox asked, taking a drink of his own beer.