Page 10 of Sold to the Single Daddies (Southern Heat Reverse Harems #4)

Reagan

With just the four of us sitting in the kitchen, I motioned to Lucky.

“Eating helps. Is it okay if I feed him?”

“You don’t need to ask! Go ahead.” Maxie busied herself with a tray of cookies and gave me privacy as I settled Lucky at my chest.

He latched on like he did every time and I smiled down at him.

“He’s a grumpy old man all the time, except when he’s breastfeeding. He’s all cherub as long as my boob’s in his face.”

Vera groaned. “Come on. You’re making it too easy. He’s just like his daddies.”

I laughed more easily than I had in a year. I stroked Lucky’s back and then looked up at his aunts. He had aunts. That brought more tears to my eyes.

“The hormones are awful right now. I promise I don’t usually cry like this. It’s mortifying.”

“It’s fine. You’ll find out soon enough that you should never be embarrassed in front of us.

We’re all messes. Nellie has a cat which frequently gets out and terrorizes the town.

I’ve been known to motor-mouth myself into humiliating situations.

And Maxie…” Vera looked at her sister. “Well, I think she’s perfect but that means she’s too genuinely kind to judge us. ”

“Not true. I judge you for that cat, Nellie. Papa Jack should be in the jail your husbands run.” Maxie smiled at me and then rolled her eyes. “And I’m hardly perfect. Just know you don’t need to be embarrassed over anything in front of us.”

I couldn’t wait to tell Harley about the three of them and introduce her.

Mason would love them, too. Though, at seventeen, he wasn’t exactly at a stage where he showed much enthusiasm for anything.

The two of them had dropped me off and promised to leave me to it while they went back to the motel outside of town until I called.

Reality knocked before I was ready for it to. I had to remember why I was there.

“I should find your brothers and—”

The bell over the front door to the bakery rang and when Maxie peaked out of the kitchen door, I knew it was them by the look on her face. She looked nervous and that just made me feel even more nervous.

“It’s fine. It’ll be fine.” She peeked again and barely dodged the door when it flew open.

Mills, who I’d called M, stormed in looking ten years older than when I’d last seen him. His brows were furrowed with anger as he glared at his little sister.

“You didn’t tell us about the bakery opening. You didn’t think we’d—”

I froze when his eyes landed on mine. I just sat there, not saying or doing anything. It didn’t even occur to me that Lucky was still attached to my breast.

Mills’ eyes narrowed and he forgot all about his anger at his sister.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

I winced at his sharp tone. Before I could answer, Tate and West shoved in behind him. They looked me over with gazes equally as hostile and distrusting as Mills.

“Guys, this is—”

“We know who she fucking is. What we don’t know is why she’s sitting in your bakery like she belongs with a—” Mills froze again when he noticed Lucky. He did a double take and then managed to look even angrier. “With a fucking baby . What is this?”

“Relax, Mills. Jesus.” Nellie stood up and put her hands on her hips. “This is Reagan and Lucky. Y’all already know each other, though. What I’m not getting is the attitude. Dial it back.”

Tate stepped closer and lowered his voice.

“You shouldn’t be here. With our family? It’s—”

“It’s fucking weird.” West, the one who’d been the softest with me during our night together, crossed his arms and scowled. “Maybe you should leave. If you have something to talk to us about, it shouldn’t be here, like this.”

Feeling more embarrassed than ever I pulled Lucky from my chest and yanked my shirt down.

Lucky, never happy to have his meal interrupted, opened his mouth and let us all hear how angry he was.

I patted his back and stood up, suddenly desperate to flee.

I looked at the three women I already felt a budding connection with and told myself I wasn’t going to cry.

“I’m sorry. I’ll go.”

“No, you’re staying. If my brothers can’t act like decent human beings, they can go.” Maxie mimicked West’s pose. “And you wonder why you weren’t invited.”

“What is this?” Mills took a step closer to me and my body felt a flare of arousal. “Is this some sort of shakedown? You come here with a fucking baby, thinking you can fool some poor fucks into supporting you? Not going to happen, lady.”

“Look at him, idiot.” Vera huffed at her brothers and came over to put her arm around me. “Open your eyes and look.”

Lucky was still furious and his screams had only slightly died down.

The moment Mills got close enough to examine him, Lucky froze as he spotted the large man.

His little mouth twisted down in his fiercest scowl yet but he stopped crying and reached a single fist out to Mills.

It was gut-wrenching to see him instantly react to Mills, almost as if he could feel that the man might’ve been one of his people.

“It’s not possible. We were careful. We weren’t going to chance getting something from a sex club, for god’s sake.”

I felt like he’d slapped me. I held Lucky closer and blew out a shaky breath.

“This was a mistake.”

“What the hell did you just say to my best friend?”

Everyone snapped their head around to see who’d snuck in the kitchen.

Harley and Mason stood behind West and Tate, cramped in the corner of the kitchen, but Harley wasn’t one to be put in a corner so easily.

She had murder in her eyes but it was Mason who really worried me.

His face was a mask of calm anger, something he didn’t typically do.

“It’s fine, Harley. Let’s just go.” I’d never been more grateful for her not listening to me. With the car outside, I could just slip in and we could drive back to Dallas and forget Devil’s Den had ever happened.

“Who the hell are you? And is that another kid you’re going to pawn off as ours? Sorry, kid. I don’t know what your mom told you but we’re not your daddy. Good luck.” Tate grimaced. “Seems like you’re going to need it.”

“Stop it, you asses! That’s your kid. Just freaking look at him!” Maxie gripped my shoulders and gently turned me so I was facing her older brothers. “Look at his eyes.”

“These are the guys, Rea? No way. They don’t deserve to be around Lucky. I’ll stay home with you and help out. I’m not going to leave you and Lucky with these fucking assholes to be verbally abused.” Mason shouldered his way past Mills, his much smaller frame bouncing back but it didn’t stop him.

“Let’s go.”