The Biker's Fate Chapter 356

"Oh, it's meant to be. Because if anyone or anything gets in the way, I will murder them."

Mum laughed. "There's my girl."

"Thanks, Mummy," I breathed out.

"Of course, precious. I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Okay, I'm going to feed your brothers. We'll see you in a few days."

My family was flying out for graduation and staying with me and Grace, and I couldn't wait to see them.

"Okay, can't wait."

"Us too, love. 'Bye."

I hung up and flopped onto the sofa. As I channel surfed, my phone buzzed, and I snatched it up to find a text from Grace letting me know she wouldn't be home for another hour or so. I texted her back, but I couldn't stop the disappointment that it wasn't Devon texting… or calling. Calling would be better.

I continued to flip through the channels, landing on a murderous wife show just as my phone buzzed.

Finally.

"Hi," I breathed out.

"Hey, baby. Do me a favor, yeah?"

Shit, he sounded pissed.

"What?" I asked carefully.

"Don't sic your dad on me when you need my attention."

"I would never," I ground out.

He sighed. "Well, then why the fuck did he just force me off what I was doin' to call you?"

"He did?"

"Yeah, Poppy, he did."

I smiled. God, I loved Sid.

"Mum might have said something to him," I admitted. "She and I spoke earlier."

"What do you need, Poppy?" His voice sounded irritated and growly.

"Oh, hell, no. You don't get to be all pissy with me when I didn't do anything to warrant it," I snapped. "I have been worried sick. You haven't texted me for two days and you gave me barely anything today… until now… and this is the attitude I get? Feel free to hang up and call back when you want to be less of a dick."

"Poppy, settle."

"Oh My God, telling me to settle is not the way to go here, Captain Chauvinist. Actually, it's never the way to go."

I heard him sigh… then sigh again, and I deduced he was probably taking a few deep breaths to keep from completely losing his mind. "Baby," he said, sounding like he was being very deliberate with his words. "I'm sorry you've been worried. I haven't been in a position to call or text because we've been on radio silence. If anything happens, Willow's got your number on speed dial."

"Oh, that makes me feel so much better, thank you," I deadpanned.

Another loud breath. "Tell me what you need to hear, Poppy, so I can get back to work, yeah?"

"Nope, I'm good, honey. You go ahead and go back to work." I poured on the saccharin. "Try not to get dead, okay?"

"Goddammit, woman, I'm doing all of this so that I don't have to miss…"

He didn't finish his sentence.

"Don't have to miss what, Devon?" I pressed.

"Your graduation."

I gasped, jumping to my feet. "That's a possibility?"

"Babe."

"And Sid?"

"Sweetness—"

"No!" I snapped. "You don't get to call me that when you're breaking my heart."

"It's not a done deal, Poppy. We're tryin' to get this shit sorted so it doesn't come to that."

"How bad?" I rasped.

"Can't tell you that," he said.

I blinked back tears.

"Baby? You still there?"

"No," I said.

"Hey. I love you. We're figurin' this out, okay?"

"Hmm-mm," I hummed in response, biting back sadness.

"Look, I have to go," he said. "But I'm not hangin' up until we're okay."

"You're gonna be here all night then," I retorted.

I could hear the smile in his voice when he said, "I wish."

"Me too," I whispered.

"I promise we're doing everything we can, baby, yeah?" he said. "I love you and I don't want to miss anything that involves you, especially big moments like this."

I sighed. "I know."

"I will try to be better about texting you so you don't worry, but know that if you don't hear anything, all's good."

"Or Willow just hasn't been informed of your beheading," I countered.

"I'm being beheaded now?"

I would not smile. I would not smile.

I smiled. "I'm sorry Mum said something to Hatch… but I'm not sorry he threatened your life if you didn't call me."

"He didn't threaten my life," he countered.

"I bet he did," I argued. "You just didn't get the subtle message."

Devon laughed. "Fuck me, I love you."

"I love you too, even when you're mean."

"I really do have to go," he said. "Do you want me to call you later, it might be after midnight."

"I don't care if it's two a.m., I want you to call me."

"Okay, baby, I can do that."

I bit my lip. "Thanks, Fluffy."

He laughed again. "I'm hanging up now."

"Okay," I whispered. "Please, please, please be careful. I want to be the only one who beheads you."

"I will, sweetness."

"Thanks, honey. I love you."

"Love you too, baby."

He hung up and I sat back on the sofa and wrapped myself up in a blanket and fell asleep.