Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 94076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94076 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 470(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
I’ve had a lot of favorite things in my life.
Riding down a long stretch of highway.
The soft touch of a woman.
Spilling the blood of evil men.
But when I look down at Ella lying beside me, I decide this is my new favorite thing in the entire fucking world.
Nothing compares to holding her in my arms after making her moan my name and her soaked pussy clench around my cock. Her soft body melted into me. Her gentle breaths skating across my skin. Our legs entangled. My body wrapped around her.
It makes me realize I’ve never known contentment before now.
That this could be everything.
Her and me.
I brush a strand of hair from her face and enjoy the sparkle of her eyes as she looks up at me. I can feel the affection in her gaze, and it hits me right in the middle of my heart.
I can’t deny Ella is changing everything.
Making me hope for things I’d given up on long ago.
Something is happening between us. Something I want to protect.
And the only way I can protect it is if I tell her who I am. So that further on down the line, she doesn’t find out who that is and leave me.
She needs to know me.
Who I am.
And in order to do that, she needs to know my past.
For the first time in my life, I realize I want to share it all with someone.
With her.
The now.
The future.
And the past.
I want her to know who I am.
And lacing my fingers through hers, I decide to tell her who that is.
CHAPTER 50
Lars
Sixteen years ago
“I’m pregnant.”
The words catch me off guard.
When Alice texted me and said she had something to tell me, I wasn’t expecting her to drop a baby bomb.
The word echoes throughout my head.
Pregnant.
I look at my girlfriend of six months. She’s looking up at me with eyes full of expectation and love as she waits for me to say something.
“Are you sure?” I ask.
“I did three tests, and I’m late.” Happiness and hope shimmer on every word. “I’m pregnant, Lars. We’re going to have a baby.”
“But we were being safe. We took precautions.”
“Well, something didn’t work.” Alice’s smile fades. “You’re not happy about it.”
I reach for her. “No, it’s not that…”
“Then why are you acting this way?” she asks, her eyes watering.
I pull her closer. “You caught me by surprise, is all.”
I struggle to swallow. Seventeen and I’m about to become a father.
I’m still a kid myself.
But fuck, a baby.
My baby.
There’s something pretty amazing about it.
I mean, my old man is going to kill me, but it will be worth it.
After all, having been raised in the Knights of St. Boniface motorcycle club, I know family is everything.
I always knew I wanted kids.
Just didn’t plan on them right now.
But damn, this feels like it’s a good thing.
A smile slowly spreads across my face. “We’re really going to have a baby?”
Tears shimmer in her eyes as she nods. “Yes, we are.”
Well, hot damn.
I lift up my girlfriend and twirl her around, loving the sound of her laughter.
I’m not in love with Alice. But I’ll get there. Especially now we’re going to be a family.
I met her when she started working at the gas station in town. We’d flirt when I filled up my tank. The flirting eventually led to a date. Which led to more dates. Which led to lots of great sex. Which led to this.
I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend when we met, but it happened naturally with Alice because she is so sweet and kind. And I like spending time with her. But I haven’t fallen in love yet, which is awkward because I know she’s in love with me. It’s in her eyes and her smile, and in the way she kisses me and says my name.
I set her down on her feet and brush my thumbs across the tears of happiness rolling down her cheeks.
A baby.
“You know what this means, right?” I say, looking into her eyes.
“That when you become a full patch member, I will be your old lady?”
I smile. I hadn’t even thought of that. An old lady isn’t something on my radar, not in the near future anyway.
I’ve been too focused on performing as a prospect to think about anything like marriage. Becoming a fully patched Knight takes time and persistence.
My old man might be a fully patched member. Same with my grandfather and his father before him, and his before him. But I’ve still got to earn my patch. Go through my time as a prospect before I become a full member.
“One day,” I say. “But what I meant was, we need to celebrate.”
She grins. “Tacos?”
We’re both crazy for tacos.
I grin down at her. “The best damn celebratory tacos there are.”
She slides her hands under my cut and wraps her arms around my waist and rests her head against my chest.