Chapter 123: Pink or Blue
*Like I’m missing a bunch of bad ass bikers going stupid over babies. – Cera*
It was Saturday afternoon and Evie had just followed her men to the clubhouse. Currently, the plan was to leave the bikes here and pick up another charger wagon. Not even six months along and she could barely reach the steering wheel.
Athos would soon be her chauffeur again. This time with a supercharged wagon instead of the Corvette.
She was short and felt like she was carrying two baby elephants. Her feet disappeared sometime in the past week. People assured her that they were still there, but Evie had doubts.
The driver side door opened and Tank reached in to scoot the seat back. Silently, he undid her seatbelt and then scooped her into his arms. She clung to his cut and buried her face in his chest as the tears continued to fall.
As Tank walked by, Ink reached in to cut the engine and grab her bag. Pushing the door closed, he left the key fob in it as he headed inside. He started to approach the group of women that had encircled their woman.
“You just take your ass over there with the other one.” Becks warned and he turned to join Tank just inside the bar.
“What…?” Ink asked and Tank shrugged.
“Hormones.” Molly said putting two water bottles on the table. “The ladies will get her set to right.”
And he was right.
They got her calmed down and let her know that it was normal. Yvonne admitted that she cried for an hour over a cartoon bear commercial for toilet paper. Soon enough, Evie was laughing at the absurd things that the ladies admitted crying about.
Only having French cut green beans. Frosty the Snowman melted. Not being able to have coffee. Hallmark channel – which Molly tried to ban. Two of his pretties had been pregnant then, one cried over the movies and the other cried for them being banned.
“I’m short.” Evie admitted.
“You’ve always been short, little girl.” A deep voice with a Texas drawl said. Evie turned and grinned.
“What are you doing here, Reed?”
“Brought you a present.” He said walking around the couch and offering her a hand.
“Holy crap this place is huge!” a woman said and Evie squealed. “There’s my girl!”
Reed pulled Evie to her feet as the brunette approached her with open arms. The taller woman wrapped her up in a hug as the rest of the family made their way in.
“Hey, you don’t get that excited to see me.” Tammie complained loudly without any malice.
“I see you all the time.” She pushed Evie to arms length. “Let Grandmother Willa get a good look at you. Damn, girl, you’re huge.”
“I think I’m having an elephant.”
“That’s what happens when you play with too many trunks. Go introduce me to my future grandsons.”
As Evie introduced her men to her dad’s fourth stepmother, Mia and Nessie set up a table with two round cakes on it. Baby Tank was written on top of one and Baby Ink on the other, both in pink and blue.
Mia made them both take off their cuts before going to the table. While she got the trio situated at the table, Nessie spoke with Tammie and Athos.
Toad called everyone to the common room and handed it over to Nessie.
“What? Yah need directions to coot cake?” Nessie demanded in her thick Scottish accent.
Both men laughed a little nervously as they picked up the plastic cake knives. Ink made a comment about them not trusting them with sharp objects. They then cut both cakes in half and found white.
White cake.
White icing.
No pink.
No blue.
They looked at each other, confused. Then they each turned to where they were both being tapped on the shoulder. Ink turned to look at Athos as Tank leaned down to Tammie’s five feet three.
“Now.” Tammie said and they both shoved pie pans full of whipped cream in the men’s faces. As they were pulled away, blue remained on both faces.
“Boys! Both are boys!” was heard from several people as everyone waited to see what Tank would do. He grabbed Tammie’s face and kissed her smearing blue whipped cream all over her face.
“Is that what we’re supposed to do?” Ink asked as Athos took off running. But Evie’s dads caught him and pushed him back to Ink who gave a loud smacking kiss.
