"That was the weirdest situation I've ever been in, in my life," Mandy admitted as she lay in bed later on that night with Dalton. "He never actually threatened us, wasn't particularly mean or rude, but he went to all that trouble."Dalton tightened his arms around her. "That situation was exactly why I pulled away from you all those months ago. Why I worried myself sick, but I should have known you were stronger than that. I think Tyler was right. What he wanted to do was prove he could. Maybe he has other plans up his sleeve, maybe he's planning on hitting a bigger club in another city. Either way, they let us leave, they didn't hurt y'all, and tonight everybody's safe. That's all I can ask for. Calvert's a wild card. Sometimes things set him off; sometimes he's in it for the shock value. I kind of think he did this so he could say he was in charge. Ya know, he took you all, and then it was up to him to let you go. He chose to do it, which gives him power over Liam. Not directly, b

"I don't understand why I'm wanted at the clubhouse and why you're forcing me to wear this dress, Tatum," Mandy moaned and groaned a few days later.She'd been busy with Dalton, moving into the new modular home that had already been set up on the property. They hadn't had much stuff between them to move out there, but with her having limited capabilities of movement, setting up house was taking her a while. And today, while she'd been in the middle of it, Tatum had showed up with a dress, telling her to fix herself up nicely and come with her to the clubhouse.Who in the fuck had time for this?"My enormous tits are going to fall out of this dress," she complained as she put on the one good maternity bra she had left, before putting the dress on. The color was gorgeous, a pink that set off the pregnancy glow she still had, along with her dark hair, and dark eyes."Would you stop complaining?" Tatum chastised her. "I'm wearing a dress too if it hasn't escaped your attention. We'

Two weeks into their role as new parents, Dalton realized they were getting a new routine. They'd both been peed on, spit up on, cried at, and they'd had lots of sleepless nights. For a while, he was almost sure Walker hated both of them. But tonight, he seemed pretty happy."You think he's getting used to us?" Mandy asked as she had a seat on the couch next to Dalton.Walker lay in his car seat—where he seemed to be the most content—on the coffee table. They were looking at the creation they'd made together, both amazed they'd managed to make it two weeks."I hope so." Dalton yawned, scratching his beard growth. Shaving was one thing gone by the wayside as they figured out their new parent routine. "I'd love to get some sleep." He put an arm around her shoulders.A knock at the door interrupted them. She got up and went to open it, exclaiming with excitement when she saw her mom and dad. "What are you two doing here?" she asked, escorting them in."We came bearing food." Her

"This is really good," Jessica moaned as she tore into the second half of her sandwich. She hadn't realized how hungry she was, but forgetting to eat wasn't unusual when she got deep into the flow of her story and hated to let it go. Seeing and hearing her characters wasn't always the easiest part for her – she was more of a storyteller – so, when the characters spoke to her, she had to run with it as long as she could."I'm glad to see you actually eating something."Layne's condescending tone caused her to stop chewing and lift her eyes to his. They were shadowed in the muted light of the studio, and she didn't necessarily like what she saw there. Where she normally saw love and understanding, tonight there was barely leashed anger and possibly a little fear and frustration."I eat," she defended herself."Not when you're holed up in here for days at a time," he raised an eyebrow, daring her to argue with his words.Confronted with a truth she didn't really want to face, sh

Layne pushed Jessica's head forward, letting it hang from her shoulders as he again grasped her by the hips, and pulled her back towards him. This time it was with enough force to make her stumble against him and instead of stopping her, he pulled them further into the middle of the room until the back of his knees hit the bed.Using the tips of his fingers, he ran his hands underneath her shirt, pulling it up and over her head. Before she could say anything to him, he'd done the same with the sweatpants she wore, leaving her in nothing but her bra and panties.Letting his eyes run over her back, he felt a surge of adrenaline as he realized she had on a matching set. The matching set meant she was horny and Lord above, so was he. Stress affected her in different ways, and this was one of the more enjoyable ones he'd discovered."Matching set huh?" he questioned in her ear as his hands cupped her tits, the pads of this thumbs strumming her already hard nipples. "Were you hoping to