Chase’s POV.
My woman is f*****g scary. I carried her back to the clubhouse and sat her down in the VIP section that is reserved for the officers of the club.
“Do you want a drink?” I ask her and she pulls a face.
“I know you can’t actually drink how about a hot chocolate with marshmallows and whipped cream?” I say to her and she smiles at me.
“Sounds nice, thank you, baby.” She says and I kiss her before walking off to the kitchen to make her drink.
“Daddy.” I see Chance standing on the little step we have for him so he can reach things. He is helping Glitter and some of the sweet butts make something.
“Hey little man, what you doing?” I ask him as I get a closer look and he has a wooden spoon in his hand and a plastic bowl on the counter.
“Mixing,” he says, seriously nodding his h
