Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven

Alice

"Everyone is staring at us, aren't they?"

Nikki looked around. "I think some people are, but it might just be because we're hot. I mean, I would stare at us if I was them."

We had managed to grab one of the large round tables toward the back of the ballroom for the pizza party. The guys were up getting pizza and drinks for us while we tried to lay low.

"No one is staring at us," Meg laughed. "This hotel is filled with thousands of people. No one can know we were the ones who, uh, prompted the evacuation of the third floor."

"And the fourth floor," I added.

Meg bugged her eyes out at me. "No?"

I nodded. "Uh, yeah. The hotel manager told Wrecker that they, uh, had to evacuate the third and fourth floor."

"I have to say, this is right up there with Cyn and I almost getting arrested for breaking a bed," Meg laughed.

Lennox waved her hand. "Uh, I would have to say that evacuating two floors for some banana bread surpasses the broken bed."

"There is one good thing, though." I reached down and grabbed my purse.

"No," Nikki gasped. "You didn't."

I shrugged and reached into my bag. "This stuff smells so good. I had to distract Wrecker by flashing him so he wouldn't eat it." I pulled out the loaves of banana bread and set them on the table.

We all stared at the banana bread.

"I mean, it looks pretty damn good," Nikki confessed.

"I can smell it from here." Lennox licked her lips.

Meg grabbed one of the loaves and broke it in half. "This is impossible." She held the loaf to her nose and inhaled. "It doesn't smell like smoke at all. I thought for sure it would be a smoke loaf." She broke off a piece and popped it in her mouth.

"Well, hell," I laughed. I grabbed the other half of the loaf and ripped a chunk off. "If she's not waiting, neither am I." I popped it in my mouth, and a moan dropped from my lips. "Sweet Jesus." I didn't know how the bread didn't taste like smoke, either. It was downright delicious.

Nikki and Lennox split the other loaf, and the table was a chorus of delicious moans and groans.

"They couldn't even wait for us to try the damn bread." Wrecker set a plate full of pizza in front of me. "We managed to talk the hotel manager into not kicking us out, and you can't even wait to share the banana bread with us." He sat down next to me and grabbed the banana bread out of my hand. "Does it taste as good as it smells?" he asked.

Nikki moaned and sighed. "Even better."

Wrecker took a bite, and he dropped his chin to his chest. "God damn," he groaned.

"They tried it?" King asked as he sat down next to Meg.

Meg laughed and grabbed a piece of pizza off the plate he had set down. "It sure isn't the pizza making them moan," she laughed.

King leaned into her and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "You've still got it, babe."

Snapper and Pipe sat down, and each grabbed the banana bread from Lennox and Nikki.

"So?" I asked.

"So, what?" Pipe countered.

Wrecker wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "She wants to know if almost burning down the hotel was worth it for the banana bread."

Nikki and Lennox exchanged a look.

"I mean…" Nikki trailed off.

"For the record," Meg interrupted. "It was just smoke and no flame. No one ever saw a flame."

King chuckled and shook his head. "All smoke and no flame."

"All arrest but no charges," Wrecker chuckled.

"The life of an ol' lady," Snapper smirked.

"I think you guys just named your memoir," Pipe sighed. He put his arm around Nikki's shoulders. "God knows you guys should write down all the craziness from the past twenty–."

Nikki plastered her hand on Pipe's mouth to silence him. "Don't you know you never mention a woman's age?"

"Uh, I'm pretty sure you guys are past twenty," Snapper laughed.

"Yeah, but if he says how long we've been ol' ladies, then people can do the math. I don't like how the math maths." Nikki pointed at Snapper. "No mathing when it comes to how old we are or how long we've been ol' ladies. That is a number only god knows from now on."

Snapper held up his hands. "Okay, okay," he laughed. "No mathing coming from me."

"Smart boy," Lennox laughed.

"I'll give you boy," he muttered. He grabbed her around the neck and laid a hot, searing kiss on her lips.

Meg clapped her hands happily. "I smell another grandbaby on the way."

"Jesus," King muttered. "Can we not talk about this when I'm trying to enjoy your banana bread?"

Meg shrugged. "I mean, sure, but I don't think that is going to stop my next grandbaby from being made tonight."

"Mom," Snapper called. "Could we not do this? Save the crazy for another night?"

"Maybe we don't need to save it for another night," Lennox sighed.

I tipped my head to the side.

"Oh, boy," Wrecker whispered.

"I'm pregnant," Lennox announced.

"You're what!??" Snapper shouted. "How the hell did that happen?"

Pipe chuckled and shook his head.

Meg's hand shot into the air. "I freaking knew it! I knew the second I saw you Thursday! I'm gonna be a grandma again," she cheered.

"I don't know how you knew, but I just took a test before we left on Thursday," Lennox confessed.

"Why the hell didn't I know that you knew?" Snapper demanded.

Out of all of us, Snapper seemed to be the most surprised.

"Congrats," Wrecker called. "Prepare to be tired for the next eighteen years," he chuckled.

Pipe raised his glass to Lennox and Snapper. "Congrats," he echoed.

Meg jumped up from her chair and rounded the table to hug Snapper and then Lennox.

"My babies are having a baby," she gushed. "I was worried I would never see this day. Especially after that whole Aaron Gibbs fiasco."

Wrecker leaned into me. "Who is Aaron Gibbs?" he asked softly.

I turned and smiled. "Uh, I think I know, but I'll tell you later."

"You keeping secrets from me?" he asked.

I pressed a kiss to his lips. "Not intentionally. I learned a whole lot about Meg and the Devil's Knights today."

Wrecker smiled and glanced at my lips. "You know I don't like when you keep secrets from me."

"Oh yeah?" I whispered. "Maybe I can find a way to make it up to you."

Wrecker wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his lap. "Honey," I laughed. "What are you doing?"

He buried his face in my neck and pressed a kiss behind my ear. "Thinking of ways you can make it up to me."

He tipped his head back, and I combed my fingers through his beard. "Maybe we should head to the room and start with my mouth."

Wrecker shot up from his chair with me in his arms. "Well, congrats again, but I think we're going to head to our room."

Meg tipped her head to the side. "Uh, okay. Is something wrong?"

I patted my throat and coughed. "Uh, I think the smoke from this afternoon might have got caught in my throat. I just need to lay down." Yeah, I'm sure that was all I needed. The events of the day caught up with me, and I just needed to spend some time alone in our room. Alone with Wrecker was the key here.

Wrecker leaned to the table and grabbed the plate of pizza and banana bread. He pressed them to my hands, and I struggled not to drop them. "I'm sure she'll be fine by the morning."

"Yeah," Pipe laughed. "I'm sure she'll probably be fine within the hour."

Yeah, everyone knew what we were up to, but I didn't care.

No one had died from the banana bread fiasco, King had a great seminar, and Lennox and Snapper were going to have a baby.

It was a night to celebrate, and Wrecker and I were going to do just that.

In our room.

All night long.