Butch

Stink held his hands up. “I’ll try and stop her.”

“Do that.”

“Why are they pissed at me?” Alex asked, cursing.

“You f**ked a woman and left her with your kid.” Tate got up and slapped him around the face. Alex howled in pain. “Uncle or not, you deserve that.”

Tate headed upstairs without another word.

The men were all looking at each other.

“What does this mean for Butch?” Killer asked.

“What? What’s going on?” Steven asked.

“Cheryl is a civilian, but she gave birth to a brother’s son. Matthew is part of the club whether you like it or not. Technically, Cheryl is Alex’s old lady,” Killer said.

Butch shook his head. “Hell, no. That’s not f**king happening. He gave up all right to her when he walked away.”

“I didn’t know she was f**king pregnant,” Alex said, yelling. He was trying to mop up the blood from his nose.

“That’s no f**king excuse,” Tiny said. “You find out your condom’s split, you stick with the woman until you know for f**king certain she’s not.”

The tension in the room was mounting. Nothing was going to be resolved, and Butch needed to see his woman.

“She will not accept him,” Butch said. “He gave up all right to her when he didn’t come back to check on her.”

“No, I won’t.” He turned to see Cheryl stood in the doorway. Her hands were clasped in front of her. She looked pale and terrified.

Her gaze went from Alex to him.

Butch knew she didn’t have a clue as to who Alex was. This was all new to her. “I didn’t know who he was.”

“I know, baby.”

He stepped closer to her, but she shook her head. “No, I can’t be here right now. This is not right. I need to go home and be with my son.”

“You can’t leave,” Tiny said.

“I’ve got to. I want to take my son and go home.” Her gaze returned to his. “I’m sorry. I was really looking forward to spending today with you.”

Butch grabbed her hand before she passed him. “Don’t go.”

She cupped his cheek. “I’ll see you later.”

Gritting his teeth he watched her go.

“I’ll drive her home,” Steven said.

“What about me? I need a ride to the f**king hospital,” Alex said, grunting.

Steven looked at Alex. “Find someone else to give you a ride.”

He watched Steven leave the compound taking the woman he loved with him.

“Matthew is your kid,” Butch said.

“Yeah, he’s my kid. I don’t even need to ask for a paternity test. I know he’s mine. She was a virgin,” Alex said.

Closing his eyes, Butch tried to force the anger down.

“Fuck, boss, the drama here is better than any f**king television show,” Pussy said. “Where’s the popcorn?”

Glancing toward Devil and Pussy, he watched the president slap Pussy’s head. “Shut the f**k up.”

“Are you going to lay claim to her?” Butch asked, turning to look at Alex.

Cheryl was the mother of his son. The rules Tiny started meant it was up to Alex as to whether Butch got a chance with her. He’d kill the bastard before he let Alex touch her.

You could just take her and leave town.

No, he couldn’t do that. He wouldn’t be leaving town with the fear of them following him. Cheryl deserved more than that. “You know they’ve been struggling financially. That dress she wore was one I bought for her. While you’ve been away f**king everything in your life, she’s been working her ass off to support herself and your son!”

“Alex, you got to make a decision,” Tiny said. “We don’t have time for this shit. I got to get shit lined up for Gash getting out.”

“Gash?” Butch asked. “He’s getting out?” Gash had been one of the members to vote him in years ago.

“Yeah, new evidence has come in, and he’s getting out within a matter of weeks,” Tiny said. Gash had been sent to prison five years ago for life. The cops plastered rape and murder to Gash’s name. Like an ass, Gash listened to their lawyer who advised to plead guilty. The club knew it was all lies. Once Gash went down, the lawyer went missing. He was rotting somewhere six feet under, and his woman was living off the life insurance the ass**le took out.

“I didn’t know he was getting out.”

“You would if you were still part of the club. I can’t have two of my men wanting to kill each other over a piece of pu**y. Cheryl is not part of the club. Deal with this shit, and deal with it now,” Tiny said.

Staring at Alex, Butch was ready to pounce. One word out of that f**ker’s mouth and he was going to kill him.

“You can’t be serious in giving him a choice?” Prue asked, speaking up.

He turned to the other woman, loving the glare on her face.

Zero tried to silence her, but she pushed him away.

“There’s no way you’re letting the man who f**ked a woman, knowing the condom broke, take a claim of a woman. It’s not right. In fact, it’s f**king insulting. Butch has more connection to her and that little boy. Alex forfeited his right to know them. Tiny shouldn’t be giving him a chance, and the only reason he is, is because of his friendship with him.”

“Prue, enough.” Zero covered her mouth with his hand, which was the only way to silence her.

Tiny hung his head. “I don’t know what to f**king think. This is why we don’t poach other men’s women.”

“Well, I don’t think Butch poached. Alex didn’t make a claim and kept his identity secret. Bitch looked shocked to have seen him,” Pussy said, speaking in between eating chips.

“This is not our club, Pussy. Shut the f**k up,” Devil said. His arm was wrapped around Lexie, kissing the top of her head. “I’m sorry about this, babe. If I knew we’d be dealing with their shit.”

“Don’t worry about it. I feel sorry for the woman,” Lexie said.

“In what way?” Tiny asked, looking curious.

Lexie gave them all an “are you dumb?” look. “Seriously? She slept with a guy and never saw him again. Then she meets a guy she likes only to bump into the other guy, who happens to be the father of her child. I feel for her. It sucks.”

Butch wanted to hurt Alex. He wanted to kill the motherfucker.

“You’ve got to make a decision,” Tiny said, speaking to Alex.