Nova (MorningStar MC Novels, New Orleans Chapter #2)

Chapter 18

Chapter

Eighteen

SIMONE

N ot only did the hotel not hold our room because of our impromptu visit at that biker house, but then the airline bumped us from business to economy, separating us on the flight to New Orleans.

By the time we landed, I’d convinced myself that this marriage was doomed. The universe was cock blocking our way too hard for it to work.

“I want an annulment.” Maddox stops, bent over to pick up his bag at the carousel, and just stares at me.

The family beside us gasps at my announcement that clearly wasn’t as low as I wanted it to be.

“You missed your bag,” I state the obvious, trying to snap him out of his shock, but he continues looking at me from his position.

“I’m aware. I beg your fucking pardon?” He stands back up and faces me fully.

“We aren’t supposed to be together. We’ve been married less than twenty-four hours, and your business was already in jeopardy.

“Ok, I’m going to grab our bags, and then we’re going to our house, where I’m going to fuck you unconscious because clearly, you’ve lost your damn mind.” The lady right next to us covers her child’s ears and hisses at Maddox.

“Watch your language!” He grabs my arm and pulls me away from the mother, throwing daggers at us.

“Dove, talk to me. Where is this coming from?” I rub my forehead, feeling bone tired.

“I don’t know, but maybe you’re probably right. I’m tired, horny, and really want a shower.” He smiles and kisses me.

“How about a nice relaxing bath, orgasm, and nap before we have dinner with my parents?” I weakly nod, and he rushes off to grab the bag he missed because of my outburst.

“Honey, you’d be a fool to leave him. Anyone can see how much that man loves you.” I turn to the elderly woman sitting alone in a wheelchair, forgotten in the corner.

“Really? How?” Her mouth tilts up, making her wrinkles crease more around her eyes.

“I was married to my Lenny for sixty-five years. Men only get that mad over two things. Love and money. Neither of you looks like you’re lacking in funds. If you try to take away what a man loves, he’s liable to kill for it.” She winks at me and points behind me to where Maddox is approaching us.

I think over her words on the taxi ride to my new home.

While I admire the front of the cute little house, I drop my bags on the front porch and grab his arm before he opens the door. He looks at me nervously, and I can’t blame him.

“Something wrong, Dove?” I cup his cheek.

“Yes, I love you.” He frowns, making me chuckle.

“And I hadn’t said it. You’ve been showing me this entire time. I’m telling you, I see it.” I kiss him, then turn him, pushing him to the door before he ruins the moment.

“Hurry up, I want that bath.” He looks over his shoulder at me like I’ve truly lost my mind.

“My life with you is going to be interesting, isn’t it?” His face lights up as the door swings open.

“You have no idea.” He rushes me, suddenly scooping me up into his arms and leaving our bags forgotten outside while he carries me over the threshold.

“Welcome home, Mrs. Deacon,” he whispers in my ear in the dark entranceway.

The lights flash on, and several voices scream at us.

“SURPRISE!” A baby starts crying, and I panic, shifting my weight in Maddox’s arms, causing him to tilt sideways into the wall so we don’t fall on the floor.

“Ooof!” He hits his head, and then people hurry towards us.

“STOP!” Maddox yells, rubbing his head and checking I’m alright.

“Me? How’s your head?” I reach up to touch the red welt forming on his temple.

“What are you lunatics doing in my house!” He confronts the people staring at us.

“Abel,” the man that looks exactly like my husband says with a slight blush and grin that pops the same fucking dimple.

“Maddox,” I turn on him, and he raises his hands in defense.

“So remember I said I was a triplet, right?” I’m going to kill him.

“I’m letting Freckles sleep on your pillow.” His eyes widen at me.

“She met Sarah already?” The guy who’s apparently my husband’s identical twin asks.

“Maverick, not now. My wife is plotting to kill me.” Maddox tries to touch me, but I back away.

“Pops, he fucked up already. That’s a record, right?” My brother-in-law tries to tease Maddox, but I turn to face their dad.

“Did you know your son’s allergic to my pussies?” I get in the man’s face.

“Um, Maddox?” He looks helplessly at his child for help.

“Seems like something a parent should know. Or was it too hard with three at once?” I’m so irritated that I’m taking my anger out on anyone, and even though I know it’s irrational, the discomfort Maddox suffered makes me annoyed.

“I’m confused.” The twins look so much like this older man that I am secretly thrilled that Maddox will age this well.

“Bro, you found a girl with more than one?” Maverick tries to high-five my husband, who looks at him like he’s insane.

“Four, actually.” I cross my arms across my chest and look around for where I’ll put their cat tree.

“Jesus Christ. She’s talking about her cats,” Maddox exclaims and finally comes over and grabs my shoulders.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t think they’d ambush us.” He turns just as annoyed as me now.

“Is it true about identical twins? Is everything the same?” I size up Maverick.

I mean, from the way Tyler was able to switch on me, I’d say yes, but triplets are a whole new area for me.

How is this my life?

“Well, we’re triplets and identical, so some things vary.” Hmm, I watch Maddox shrug.

“What my dear brother is trying to say is that my dick is bigger.” I arch an eyebrow.

“Charlie!” their dad calls out.

“In your dreams, asshole.” Maddox punches his brother’s arm, then shoves him out of the way to drag me into the kitchen, where the only two women are standing holding babies in their arms.

“Tobias, I swear to God if you boys wake these girls again.” The tall blonde woman stops talking to stare at Maddox and me.

Her eyes go right to our rings.

“So it’s true. Congratulations.” She doesn’t sound or look happy.

“Charlie, don’t be like that.” Tobias, my father-in-law, hugs who I can only assume is his wife.

“No, my children have excluded us from all their first. Mallory went and had babies without getting married, Maddox eloped, and Maverick still holds out hope for a girl from years ago. Where did I go wrong?” She starts to cry, and I watch as Tobias engulfs her in the world’s biggest hug.

“Way to go, bro. You’re offically the family fuck up. Thanks!” Maverick slaps his back so hard it jolts me.

“Sorry,” he whispers to me, and I frown.

“Remember when you said your family was normal compared to mine? I’m not seeing it.” I turn on my husband.

“Dove, we caught them off guard, is all.” He tries to reason with me, but I shake my head.

“You made me a promise,” I hiss, and his eyes flare.

“Everyone get the fuck out,” Maddox calls out, and his father growls.

“Watch your fucking tone, boy. Speak to your mother like that again, and I’ll put you back where you came from.” That makes no sense.

“Not sure that’s going to work. Nor would your wife appreciate it.” The room goes still, and they all stare at me.

“This bitch is crazy,” Maverick burst out laughing at me.

“Eccentric.” Maddox corrects him with a slap to the back of his head.

“Hey! We don’t use the C word around here,” Tobias yells at them.

“Cunt?” Maverick asks, and Maddox just sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“No that we sprinkle around like confetti. We are in a biker club, after all. You know, standards.” Mallory says with an eye roll.

“Excuse my brothers. They shared a placenta, so there is less oxygen in the brain. Welcome to the family. We’re all going to go now so you can settle in. We’ll see you tonight for dinner, though, right?” Now, her I like.

Mallory seems like the voice of reason in the sea of chaos that is the Deacons.

I think I’ll fit in here just fine.