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“Gee, thanks for that,” he said, kissing her cheek. “So, I guess that there is only one more question to ask,” he said.
“Oh, what’s that?” she asked. “I’ve told you that I love you, and I’ve agreed to marry you—oh, and have a baby with you. What more could there be?” she asked.
“Will you move into my place?” he asked. “I know how much you love your apartment, and I’d sell my house if staying there will make you happy, but my place is bigger.” He covered his hand over her still flat tummy, and she thought it was the sweetest gesture ever. “We’ll need the room soon.” He was right—they were going to need the room for their expanding family.
“I thought that you’d never ask me to move in with you,” she teased. It was the truth though and she’d gladly give up her apartment to live with him. “Your house is perfect,” she admitted.
“Good, we’ll move your stuff over this weekend. I don’t want to waste any time to start our future together,” he said. She pulled him down for a kiss and the doctor walked back into the room, clearing his throat again to get their attention.
Spade growled in frustration, “You’re killing me, doc.”
“Sorry, I just wanted to say that your room will be ready shortly, and someone will be in to take you both up. Congratulations,” he said, quickly leaving the room.
Cynthia felt like the luckiest woman on the planet. She had given herself permission to fall in love again, and this time, it was for keeps because there was no way that she’d ever let Spade go. He’d never hurt her, and she knew that he’d do everything to make her happy—he already had. He had broken her bad luck streak with men, and for that, she was grateful.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“For what?” he asked.
“For everything,” she said, “for taking care of me, for making me give you a chance, for loving me—”
Spade covered her mouth with his hand before she could go on. “You never have to thank me for loving you, honey,” he insisted. “Because I’ll never stop.” Cynthia believed him too. Spade had never broken a promise to her, and she knew he never would. He was her future now and that was one thing she knew for certain.
The End
I hope you loved Spade and Cynthia’s story! Now, buckle up and get ready for another Road Reaper! Razor (Road Reapers MC Book 4) is coming in 2025 from K.L. Ramsey!
Razor
Three Years Earlier
Razor knew that as the club’s enforcer, he’d have to constantly be looking over his shoulder, but that never seemed to matter to him—before now. Because now, the only thing that he wanted to do was protect the woman he loved and their growing family.
A year ago, he walked into the bar hoping to get a beer and maybe find a place to stay for the night. He was biking from the West coast to the East, and to say that he was tired and dusty from the road was an understatement. That was the day that he met Mace, the club’s Prez, and his entire life changed. The verdict was still out whether it changed for the better or worse, but that was an argument for another day.
Razor met his woman two months after arriving in town and joining the Road Reapers. Tori quickly became his everything, and when she told him that she was pregnant, he was over the moon. He asked her to marry him, and for the first time in a long time, he was happy. It was a foreign feeling to him, but one thathe knew he could get used to. But Razor’s happiness was short-lived.
He had bought a little house for Tori and him, wanting to get everything set up for their daughter’s arrival. He loved watching Tori nest and get ready for little Violet, and before either of them knew it, their big day arrived. Tory was a warrior, pushing their daughter out and jumping right into taking care of her.
They worked out a schedule for the baby—him taking nights after getting home from the club, and Tori taking mornings so that he could get ready to go to his nine-to-five as a cop. Well, it wasn’t really nine to five with the crazy hours he had to work as an undercover cop, but they seemed to make it work. Tori agreed to stay at home, and he had to admit, his inner caveman liked that. She said that she could always go back to work as an accountant after Violet was in school, but for now, she wanted to soak up all the time she could with their daughter.
Violet turned one, and they were all set to have a little party in the backyard for her. Spade offered to help him put up the bounce house that he rented for the kids, and they invited his whole club over to celebrate. He found Tori in the kitchen, frantically trying to get the food ready in time, and telling her that he had to go get the bounce house still wasn’t something he wanted to do. She looked about ready to murder him over the news, telling him that he should have done that the day before, and she was right. But his case got the better of him, and he ended up having to stay at work late. So, he came up with the plan to take Violet with him to give Tori time to finish making the food. She seemed good with his compromise, and he packed Violet’s diaper bag, kissed Tori on the cheek, and headed into town, not knowing that would be the last time that he’d ever see his woman.
But how could he have known that the Devils would find out where he lived or go after his woman? He had been assignedto go into the club to investigate the rumors about human trafficking. He looked the part, since he was a biker, and Spade couldn’t take the case since he was already on another one. There was no other choice but to send him in, and after six months of being undercover, the Devils seemed to figure out who he truly was. Razor couldn’t figure out where he went wrong, but he had slipped up somewhere along the line, and that cost his woman her life.
He was only gone for about an hour, and finding her on the kitchen floor with a knife sticking out of her belly wasn’t even the worst part of the Devil’s attack. That came much later when an autopsy proved that she was about three months pregnant. Razor wondered if she knew, or if she was going to surprise him with the news after Violet’s party. Maybe she didn’t want to ruin their daughter’s big day, not that announcing that she was going to be a big sister would ruin her birthday.
The only saving grace was that Violet had fallen asleep in the truck, and he rolled down the windows and let her sleep. She didn’t have to see her mother’s lifeless body lying on the kitchen floor with a pool of blood around her. She would never know that her mother suffered at the hands of the Devils, something that he found out much later on. No, he was the only one who’d have to remember Tori that way, and he had a feeling it would haunt him for the rest of his life.
The only thing he was sure of was that he’d have to find a new normal for himself and his daughter because that was what Tori would want. And he’d find a way to figure out who killed his woman and then, he’d pay them back for what they did. He wasn’t an eye for an eye kind of guy usually, but seeing Tori’s lifeless body on the floor changed that for him—it changed a lot of things for Razor.
Present Day
Razor dropped his little girl off at preschool and watched as she waved at him on her way in. He smiled and waved back at her and she turned to skip into the school. Violet was the happiest kid that he knew, and Razor had no idea how that happened. After he lost Tori, he was scared to death that he would fuck up his kid. His saving grace was that the guys and their Ol’ladies down at the Road Reapers pitched in to help him with Violet as he got back on his feet.
He spent the first year trying to find the person who killed Tori, wanting revenge, but it was hard to come by. He always suspected that the Devils figured out that he was an undercover cop and found out where he lived, but he was never able to prove his theory. His captain pulled him from the case as soon as he found out that Tori was murdered. He put him on paid leave, and Razor had to admit that he was grateful. It gave him time to grieve Tori and take care of Violet. And it gave him time to search for his woman’s killer.
He didn’t go back to work until Violet was almost two, and that involved him putting her into daycare for the first time. It was an adjustment for them both, but a necessary one. He also couldn’t do the undercover work that he loved so much. That would involve him needing to be away from home for too long, and he couldn’t do that to his daughter. She had already lost one parent; he wouldn’t risk her losing another. He worked his way up in the ranks and when he made captain, he was sure that was where he was supposed to be. He basically kept bankers’ hours and could drop Violet off at school and pick her up at the end of the day. They had a nice routine, not that it filled the voids in his life left from losing Tori.
