Renegade Lady (Renegade Sons MC 1)(93)

I get up from my stool and make my way over to her. “What’s wrong, baby girl?” I ask, taking her into my arms.
“You didn’t hear yet?” She asks into my chest. I say nothing, but just shake my head. “Thirteen, Kidd. Thirteen of my girls tested positive.”
“Fuck!”
She pulls back and looks up to me.  “I can’t believe they would do this shit to me.  I know it’s club rules they broke, but they were my girls.  Most of them didn’t have a home when they came to me.  I helped them and I never once forced them to do anything that they didn’t want to do.  Still, they screwed me over.”
Shit, I knew a few were gonna have to go, but I didn’t think it would be that many. Hopefully, the boys are already rounding up those girls and taking them to the warehouse to get information on their suppliers.  I hope it’s just Timmons, but I can’t be too careful.
“I’m sorry, baby.  I know you care about your girls, but you can’t control everything.”#p#分页标题#e#
She shakes her head.  “That’s not even the worst part. The worst part is I can’t even tell anyone, ‘cause it’s not my secret to tell.”
This doesn’t sound good.  She needs to understand there isn’t going to be any secrets between us.  “Ice, you can tell me anything,” I say to the top of her head.
“I can’t, because no one can know, Kidd. No one. At least, not yet,” she says, sounding desperate.
“Baby girl, I promise I ain’t gonna tell anyone. I would never break my word to you.”
She steps back and looks at me. “You’re right, but Kidd, you can’t tell anyone, no matter how much you’re going to want to. Please promise me.”
“I already did,” I say, determined for her to tell me, but not willing to repeat myself.  She needs to learn she can trust me on her own. I can promise shit until I’m blue in the face, but it won’t help until she trusts me.
She looks at me for a while then seems to come to a decision.  Finally, she leans up to whisper in my ear, “Daisy is pregnant.”
I feel my body turn to steel. “What?”
She doesn’t answer, just nods her head.
Stupid ass mother fuckin’ Preach! This is going to cause seven kinds of hell around the club.  Being a granddaughter of one of the originals, Daisy is held above most of the other girls.  One of the brothers knocking her up, while he’s still fuckin’ around with club whores, is not going to fly.
“I’m going to kick his ass.”
She shakes her head.  “You promised you wouldn’t say anything.”
“I won’t.  I’ll just kick his ass and let him figure it out later.”
She starts to say something else, but I shake my head to quiet her.  “Nope, don’t want to hear it.  Now, come on.  We got somewhere to go.”
Her eyes narrow before she asks, “Where?”
“You’ll see when we get there.”
 
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Twenty minutes later, I pull into the parking lot in front of Ink Kings.  Jenna slides off my bike, and I follow her.  “Are you ready for this?”
“I can’t believe you brought me here without asking.”
She looks a little nervous, an emotion that I haven’t seen her wear in years.  “What’s wrong?  You agreed to get branded.”
She blows out a frustrated breath and admits, “I don’t like needles.”
Oh shit!  Some people just can’t hack getting ink.  The needles do them in.  As bad of a motherfucker as Timber is, he had to be drunk off his ass before he got his colors.  “We can get you drunk first, but you’ll bleed worse.”
Judging by the shade of green her face turns, that was the wrong thing to say.  “I can get the tattoo, Kidd.  Just don’t talk about blood anymore.”
I chuckle as I lead her inside.  As soon as Greg sees us, he shows us back to a room.  “I got your piece worked up. What do you think?”
He hands me a piece of paper with my new tattoo on it.  I just nod and shove it into my pocket, not wanting Jenna to see it until it is done.  “Let’s get hers done first.”
He leads Jenna to the table and gets started.  As scared as she is, she doesn’t even wiggle.  She lays there with her eyes closed, and occasionally squeezes my hands.  It takes nearly two hours, but it was worth it.  Seeing my brand on her arm makes me proud; more proud of her than I have ever been in my life.
“You look fuckin’ hot wearing my brand,” I say as I pull her into my arms.