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“Really?” Lore asks, sounding bored. He taps his knuckles on the bar, getting Rose’s attention. “Get me a beer, please, Rosie.”

She slides him one with a come-hither smile. “Anything for you, Lore.” She winks.

Damn, the club girls really do like him. He must be good in bed and have a massive cock. But personally, I think it’s because Lore is easy to be around. He’s friendly, funny, and makes you feel like he has nothing but time for you.

“I’m both good in bed and have a massive cock.” He smirks, trying to keep a straight face and failing.

“I said that out loud, didn’t I?” I mutter.

His shoulders start to shake with repressed laughter. “Fuck, Cupcake. You’re a riot.”

“Does Haze know you flirt with all of his brothers? How are you even any better than me?” Daisy barks, putting her hands on her hips. “I don’t even know what he sees in you! You coming here has ruined everything. And now that I’m pregnant, most of the men won’t even give me the time of day.”

Lore and I share a look before he turns to her. “I know you aren’t yelling at an old lady, Daisy. You know better than that. We’ve put up with a lot from you since you might be carrying a Serpent in your stomach, but you don’t get to talk to Lu like that.”

“She’s not his old lady yet,” she all but screams, her face turning red.

“She is,” Lore replies, his jaw tensing. “We’ve all known it for a long time.”

They have?

“Why don’t you worry about your baby now, Daisy, instead of who is fucking who,” I can’t help but add.

“I didn’t ask,” she sneers.

“Dogs don’t ask. They listen,” I reply, standing up and getting in her face. Well, I try. She’s a lot taller than me. “I appreciate Lore defending me, but I don’t need him to. If you weren’t pregnant, I would have beat your ass by now. I’m not threatened by you, Daisy.”

“You should be. Haze and I are having a baby, and once he or she gets here, you’ll just be a forgotten thought,” she replies, smiling widely. The crazy glint in her eyes makes me a little concerned about the kind of mother she’s going to be.

“Whatever makes you sleep at night,” I say, ignoring the jabs.

If Haze is about to have a child, it will be in my life too. I’ve come to terms with that. Whatever happens, I will support him. And I think he will make a wonderful father. Just look at how he is there for everyone else. Me, when we were kids. His mother. His sister, even now. His club.

Haze is a protector.

And he will be that for any children he has.

Suddenly, like he knew we were talking about him, Haze steps into the room, a piece of paper in his hands. His face is unreadable, but there’s a soft twinkle in his amber eyes.

“Actually, Daisy, you and I aren’t having a baby,” he says, handing her the paper. “Scorp just gave me this. I’m not the father.” His eyes come to me, and he holds his hand out to me. When I’m safe in his arms, he whispers, “Only kids I’m having are going to be with you.”

“How the fuck did you get this? I didn’t do the test,” she yells, stomping her feet. She looks panicked as she rests her hands on the back of her head, starting to pace. “No, no. You were meant to be the father.”

“I’m not,” Haze murmurs, his tone low and even. “Scorp is going to test all the other members who you’ve been with.”

Oh boy.

I bet there are a few men sweating it out right now.

Daisy starts to cry, and I actually feel for her for a moment. That’s until she goes on another rant. “You’re about to become rich and famous. I want that life. It was meant to be me!”

Ignoring her, I look up at Haze and smile. Yeah, I’m relieved. It might make me an asshole, but I didn’t want this baby to be his.

The amusement in Haze’s eyes gives away the fact he can read me like a book. He knows I’m happy.

“I love you,” he rasps.

“I love you too.”