Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26277 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26277 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 131(@200wpm)___ 105(@250wpm)___ 88(@300wpm)
He stared at me for a long moment, then queried, “How young?”
My eyes flicked to the bottom of the table, and a creepy smile crawled across his face. “If you’re willing to pay, I’ve got anything you want.”
I forced a conspiratorial smile, then let the door slam behind me after walking out into the back alley.
“Mac?” I asked.
“You have my permission,” he growled.
I turned my attention to Grey. “Give him forty-eight hours, then I want him bankrupt and arrested. You can’t find enough shit to get him put away, you let me know, and he’ll meet with an unfortunate accident.”
Grey jerked his chin up in acknowledgment. “Good as done, brother.”
The interaction with that fucking sicko had made me feel like I was covered in grime, and I was dying to get home to my woman.
“Dax, Nova,” Mac said into our earpieces. “Go see McGuire. Give him the last few thousand and tell him about his new future. Warn him to get his ass in gear and to never, ever touch another woman with force. Phantom, go home.”
A part of me felt like confronting Tessa’s dad was my obligation, but Mac had given me an order—he’d really given me an out—so I hurried to my motorcycle and drove like a bat outta hell to get back to my Tessa.
I didn’t want to face Tessa while I felt so dirty. So I took a long, hot shower in one of the other bathrooms, scrubbing everywhere twice to rid myself of Falco’s filth, before returning to my room.
A wide grin spread across my face when I walked in to find Tessa lying on the bed in a green lace teddy that matched her gorgeous eyes.
“You look sexy as fuck, sweet girl,” I growled as I shut and locked the door behind me. “But you still disobeyed me, so after I fuck you in all that pretty lace, I’m gonna rip it off and spank your ass until it’s cherry red. Then I’m gonna fuck you again while I stare at my handprints on your milky skin.”
After I did exactly what I promised, I made love to her, slow and sweet.
“Did everything go okay with the money for my dad?” Tessa asked while we lay wrapped around each other in bed.
“Taken care of.”
“Thank you, Kian,” she whispered, her jade orbs filled with love as she gazed up at me.
“You know I’ve got you, sweet girl. Always.”
EPILOGUE
TESSA
The family I dreamed of having with Kian happened sooner than either of us expected, thanks to our daughter deciding that she wanted to come three weeks early. She was in such a rush to be born that I almost delivered on the side of the road on the way to the hospital. Luckily, my husband put his excellent driving skills to good use and got us there in the nick of time.
“Damn, that was close.” He stroked his finger down our baby girl’s little button nose. “I shoulda hauled Patch’s ass into the SUV with us, just in case. I won’t make that mistake again.”
I giggled at the thought of his club brother delivering my baby on the back seat of the vehicle. He was a great doctor who helped out whenever anyone needed it, but he wasn’t an OB-GYN. “Nope, our next one will be a boy who listens to his momma instead of our daddy’s girl who was in a rush to meet you because you whispered to her about how excited you were for her birth.”
“Gonna do the same each time you’re pregnant,” he warned. “But even if the next one is a momma’s boy, I get to name him.”
“Absolutely.” I wasn’t about to argue when he let me name our first after my mom. Honoring her with our little Tabitha was bittersweet since my dad still wasn’t a part of my life.
The only updates I got about him were when I asked Kian to check to make sure nothing awful had happened to him. The worst one had been when I learned that he’d sold my childhood home. So many of my happiest memories with my mom had happened there, but Kian had made it better by somehow getting the doorframe where she’d marked my growth each year and cuttings from her rose bushes in the backyard.
Being able to have a part of her in the home where we would raise our family meant the world to me. Even though I had no idea how he’d talked the new owners into it, I wasn’t surprised. Kian proved each day how much he meant it when he said he always had my back.
“I love you so much.”
“That’s good, sweet girl.” Carefully cradling our daughter against his broad chest, he leaned over to kiss me. “Because you’re stuck with me forever.”
“Don’t scare the poor girl off,” Mac joked as he and Bridget entered the hospital room.