Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 72156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72156 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
“I’m a bad fucking father and that’s all you need to know. This son of ours, it’s a mistake.”
She took his hand and placed it across her chest. “You think this is a mistake, but I say you’re so damn wrong. There’s no mistake when we love each other the way we do. I love you more than anything else in the world, and I will fight for you every single time, Preacher. This hasn’t been easy. I don’t expect it is, but if you’re basing it on Bishop and what happened to you by your own father, then you are wrong. We’ll get through this together. We are new parents and if we can love and take care of Bethany, then no matter the sex of our child, we will love our baby no matter what. You will be the perfect dad. We’ll help each other be perfect for one another. I know this is going to be long and scary but together, we can do this.”
“You think so?”
Robin couldn’t recall ever seeing him so vulnerable. Cupping his face, she pulled him close and kissed his mouth. “Yes, I do. We’ve been through so much together and I have faith in you, in us. I know we can make this work, and we’re going to make this work. Trust in me. Trust in us.”
He stroked her cheek. “I don’t know how it happened, but falling for you was the best fucking thing I ever did.”
He kissed her hard, and Robin felt it all the way down into her core. She wouldn’t give up on him, on them. She would fight for him with every single fiber of her being.
****
“Do you want to make a run for it?” Bear asked one month later.
“Shut up.”
“I’m just saying. It’s the clubhouse and if anyone has a way out of here, it’s you.”
“Shut up.”
“I know Robin’s my daughter and she could totally do with a better man than you. You know, between the titty clubs, the pussy you own, drugs, guns, fights, the blood on your hands. I should be dragging my daughter back home and telling her to never leave the house. That’s what a good father would have done.”
“Are you done?”
“Not quite. I have to make sure you’re ready, to, you know, stick the course with my girl.”
“I love your girl. I always will.”
Bear smiled. “Good.”
“I won’t do anything to harm her.”
“She’s taking so long. Do you think she ran off?”
“No. Robin wants this day to be perfect.” He also knew after a long phone call last night that she was worried about how she would look in a white gown swollen with his kid. Like he told her, it didn’t matter what she looked like to him. He would love her regardless. They had come this far and her pregnant state wouldn’t turn him off, it would do the very fucking opposite.
Running fingers through his hair, he felt his body go on high alert. Dog was in residence. Preacher had decided at the last minute to invite the leader and he’d brought a couple of his men with him, even though this was a day for peace. He didn’t mind. Anyone would be fucking foolish to enter a situation like this which could be a trap.
“So this is what a wedding looks like,” Dog said.
“You’re supposed to take a seat.”
“Oh, I will when I’m ready. Do women want this?”
“Not all the time but Robin’s special.”
“I’d say. You’ve gone to the ends of the earth for this woman, and you’ve done so without caring who you take down in the process. Robin is a very special woman. I doubt all women are this special.”
“You’ve just got to meet the right one,” Bear said.
At that precise moment, silence fell on the clubhouse garden. Preacher had paid good money to some decorators to have everything looking perfect for what Robin wanted. This was no church, but she would get close to it.
Bear cleared his throat and made his way down the aisle to assist his daughter. It was still his place to walk her down.
Dog, being well, Dog, took Bear’s place.
“I always knew you’d want me as a best man.”
“I didn’t ask you.”
“I know, but Bear gave me the rings so I could play my part. You don’t see me as the kind of guy who will sit in with the crowd now, do you?”
“To be honest, I don’t know what I fucking think anymore,” he said. All he wanted was to marry his woman and live happily ever after for fucking once.
The music started up, and Robin came toward him. She wore white, as she should, and Preacher only had eyes for her. There was no other woman who would ever be there for him. Who he could ever love more.
Bear held her close before taking her hand and placing it inside Preacher’s, and they stood together.