Series: Silver Spoon MC Series by Nichole Rose
Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 38632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 155(@250wpm)___ 129(@300wpm)
She smiles at me again, bright enough to rival the sun. "I know."
"Tate," Samara gasps ten minutes later, stopping in shock when she sees my brothers lined up in front of and behind my SUV on their bikes. "What is this?"
"This is Scout's escort home," I say, smiling. "When wounded warriors return home, MCs escort them whenever possible. Our girl may not have fought for our country, but she fought her own battle, regardless. My brothers are giving her the honor she earned."
"Tate." Tears well in her eyes. "That's so sweet."
"She earned it, baby. You both did." I slide my arm around her waist, pulling her up against me. "You did good, angel. Siobhan can rest easy now."
"Don't you dare make me cry today, Tate Grimes," she whispers, tears already slipping down her cheeks.
"Never," I say, pressing my lips to her temple. "My job is to only ever make you happy."
"I love you so damn much."
"Yeah?" I grin at her. "Then let's go home. I'm ready to show you my banana now."
"Tate!" she cries, burying her face in my shoulder.
"I'm kidding. Mostly kidding," I amend when my dick twitches in protest. "I'm ready to get you home so I can get you naked and convince you to marry me, Samara."
She gasps, her head flying back. Her wide golden eyes meet mine.
"You owe me forever. I intend to collect."
"Oh, I do, huh?"
"Mmhmm," I hum. "Isn't that how the fairytale always ends for Sleeping Beauty?"
"Depends," she whispers. "Is there an apple in this one?"
"I already told you, angel," I growl, nipping at her ear. "You're getting a banana. Now get your pretty ass in the SUV."
"Whatever you say, Doctor Grimes."
I swat her ass right there on the steps of the hospital, making her squeal with laughter. She breaks free of my arms and runs toward the waiting SUV, her dark hair flowing behind her, her laughter ringing out around us. God, she's perfect.
"Thank you," I say, casting my eyes up to the sky. I'm not sure if Siobhan can hear meā¦but I hope she does. I hope she knows her baby girl is going to be fine now, and so is her sister. I'll spend the rest of my life making sure of it.
"Let's go home, baby girl," I whisper to Scout, following Samara off the steps of the hospital and into forever.
Epilogue
Samara
Five Years Later
"Daddy!" Scout squeaks, racing across the living room toward Tate. "You're home!"
"Daddy!" Gemma screams, throwing her blocks and running after Scout as fast as her little legs will carry her. Like her adopted big sister, she's tiny. Unlike Scout, our three-year-old more than makes up for it in volume. Scout tends to be on the quiet side. Not Gemma. She's fearless. You hear her coming from a mile away.
"Quiet, Gemma," I remind her. "Your brother is sleeping."
"Sowwie, mommy!"
I just shake my head, smiling. She'll be yelling at the top of her lungs again in five minutes. Her baby brother, Quade, is only three months old. I think she still forgets that he's here most of the time. She got used to him being in my belly.
She hits Tate like a tiny missile, latching onto his right leg like a Koala.
Tate laughs and reaches down to scoop her up and out of harm's way. As soon as she's secured, he kneels, scooping Scout up too. They both throw their arms around his neck as if they haven't seen him in four years. He's only been gone for an hour. He was dropping his mom and dad off at their hotel. They're in town for the week, though Tate won't tell me why.
He's up to something.
Then again, he usually is.
The ridiculous man spoils me and our babies rotten. He is so good to us. Had anyone told me five years ago that this is how my life would turn out, I wouldn't have believed them. I don't think I was capable of believing them then. For most of my life, I didn't know what it meant to be loved by anyone but Siobhan.
Losing her was, hands down, the most devastating loss I've ever suffered. But it also brought me to the greatest blessings in my life. She put her baby in my care and changed my entire future. She brought me to Tate and Silver Spoon Falls. I lost a sister that day. But I gained a family.
I will always miss her. I will always grieve for her. A piece of my heart will always be missing. But for the first time in my life, the rest of it is full. I know what it's like to have a place in the world now, one where I truly fit. Not just with Tate, but with his family, and the MC, and our friends, and our babies. Silver Spoon Falls isn't just the place I landed. It's my home.