“Whenever you want. You want a spring wedding?”
“I’ll be super pregnant then.” She shakes her head. “I don’t want to look like a balloon in my dress.”
“We can wait until after Trent’s born.”
“Should we tell everyone his name tonight?”
“Might as well.”
“Are you going to tell them who we’re naming him after?” She slides out of bed and pads toward the bathroom.
“Yeah, the lead singer of our favorite band.” I start singing their most popular song as I follow her into the shower. She’s wet and just as irresistible as ever, so I can’t keep my hands to myself.
“We’re going to be so late to dinner if you keep that up,” she warns.
“I’ve always liked leftovers.”
The water’s cold by the time we’re done. We’re running so fucking late, but that’s okay. I know my brothers will be waiting for us. Part of why I’m not as freaked out about having kids is because I know I’ll always be able to go to them for help. Scar’s already a dad, so he can give me tips. Matrix will search for anything I need online. Talon will make a great, crazy, redneckuncle, and Reaper, well, I’m not sure about him. If nothing else, he’ll still be around to bust open the heads of anyone who dares to fuck with the club.
This brotherhood can’t be broken. Blackstone’s still out there and we’ve still got work to do, but right now, I’m not thinking about any of that. Today’s a happy day and I won’t let that fuck ruin it for me. He’s fucked up enough of my life. From now on, I’m not going to live for anyone but Holly and Trent and the club, of course. They’re the only ones who truly matter in my life. They’re the only ones who live in my heart. As long as I’m still breathing, I’ll do everything I can to protect them and show them how much they’re loved. I don’t know if I ever really had a death wish, but if I did, it’s gone now. Holly’s love for me kicked death right in the fucking nuts. He won’t be coming for me anytime soon.
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