Confessions (Lola)

(Lola)

The rest of the week passed by in a blur of dirty diapers and restless nights before finally it was Friday. My first day off in what felt like an eternity, or at least it was supposed to be. Callum, of course, had forgotten that his beloved Sister wanted a life outside of raising his daughter and was too busy with club business to come back home to look after Poppy himself.

So I spend my day off calling every goddam baby sister in the state looking for someone to relieve me. Worst brother ever.

It turns out finding a babysitter last-minute on a Friday was close to impossible. It was made infinitely harder because not one person wanted to look after the daughter of a renowned biker gang, as his Callum would kill them simply for giving Pop’s the wrong formula.