Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28576 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 143(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
He used his thumbs to swipe away the tears as they streamed down my cheeks. “Yeah, gorgeous. You’re perfectly pregnant. No worries there.”
I cupped my still-flat belly. “I know it’s probably too soon to really see anything, but maybe I should get an ultrasound?”
“You can get one as soon as you want,” he promised. “With as often as my club brothers knock their women up, Patch put a machine in his clinic here.”
I slumped against him, wrapping my arms around his waist as I pressed my cheek against his broad chest. “Good, that makes me feel a lot better.”
“I swear you and our baby will be safe from now on,” he vowed, his amber eyes filled with determination as he tilted my head back so he could stare down at me. “Nothing bad is ever gonna touch you again.”
“I know.” Even with the twinge of pain in my arm, I trusted Roman’s promise. And my new friends had explained to me that the Silver Saints compound was normally the safest place in town with all of the protection the guys put in place for their women and families. “Please don’t blame yourself. What happened to me wasn’t your fault. Those guys were desperate jerks, looking for a way to hurt you just because you didn’t go along with their awful plan. As though you should’ve been willing to spend years in jail for something you didn’t do!”
“Calm down, gorgeous. Getting all worked up isn’t good for you or the baby.” He stroked his palm up and down my spine while I took several deep breaths. “I don’t regret a single day I spent in jail waiting for my brothers to clean up the mess the Devil’s Jesters created. They’ve been taken care of now, and in the end, the shit they pulled brought you into my life. If I had to do it all over again, I would. Without a second thought.”
I knew how hard that whole ordeal had been for him, so I was blown away by what he’d just said. “I don’t…I can’t…that doesn’t make any sense!”
“Sure it does, gorgeous.” He flashed me a sexy smirk, but his amber orbs remained serious. “One thing I’ve learned from my club brothers as they’ve fallen for their old ladies is that a man will do anything for the woman he loves.”
My breath caught in my throat as I blinked up at him. Being shot had been a shock. Finding out I was pregnant was another, but in the very best way. Hearing Roman use the L-word was even better. “You love me?”
“Of course I do.” He brushed his lips against mine and murmured, “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, Layla Holmes. I love you so damn much.”
“I love you, too.”
“You better because I’m gonna spend the rest of my days building a family with you.” The smile he beamed at me was filled with joy. “And I’m fucking thrilled that we’ve already got a head start with our first little one on the way.”
“I love you. You love me. And we’re going to have a baby,” I whispered.
Roman didn’t lower his voice at all when he yelled, “That’s right, you’re having my baby!”
Our Silver Saints family quickly surrounded us, everyone congratulating us on the good news.
“This calls for a celebration,” Mac announced. “Time for us to put the shit with the Devil’s Jesters behind us and focus on what’s important. Our women and children.”
As the others started to plan the impromptu party, Roman pulled me back into his arms, and my world shrank to just the two of us again. “My prez is right. You’re what matters to me, and I want to spend every day for the rest of my life with you.”
“I want that so much.” I shook my head with a giggle. “I guess I should’ve let you talk to my landlord like you wanted so I could get out of my lease early. I’ll also need to notify the school about not coming back next year. We’ll also have to make another trip to get the rest of my stuff. And I’ll have to talk to my parents…after the bandage comes off my arm so I don’t freak my mom out about anything except for the fact that I’m pregnant but not married.”
“Maybe being engaged will be enough to keep her off your back.” He dug in the front pocket of his jeans and pulled out a small black jewelry box. Flipping open the top with his thumb, he tugged out the ring and slid it on my finger. “I planned on doing this earlier, but then all hell broke loose.”
I stared down at the diamond solitaire in awe. “Are you asking me to marry you?”
“No, gorgeous. I’m telling you that we’re getting married as soon as you can plan the wedding of your dreams. I know you want to get all dressed up for the big day.”