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“How would you light the fuse?” By some miracle, my voice was steady. Leo leaned in close, his piercing pale eyes darkening. “With my tongue.”
But there was a lot I’d hidden from my friends lately, like the fact that I’d been kidnapped and held captive by a motorcycle gang. And that according to the pregnancy test I’d taken three days ago, I was pregnant with an asshole’s baby.
Leo was temptation personified, rugged sex appeal entangled with the thrill of the forbidden. He was the flame I’d known would burn but I’d touched it anyway.
I didn’t want to explain to my friend that I felt lost, and meaningless sex wasn’t helping.
We didn’t need him. “But we’ll have you,” I whispered. “If you want this, we will have you.”
“Whether you’re ready to be a father or not, this baby is yours. You belong to her like she belongs to you. The loyalty you had to your brothers, to your club, is in your blood. And it’s searching for a new connection. It’s screaming at you to find a new place to channel it. That place is here. With her.”
Cass reached for my hand, taking it in hers. Fire flickered up my skin, the same fire that always spread when we touched. It was part of the reason I hadn’t looked at another woman since her. I burned for her. Only her.
“Cass,” he whispered against my lips. “Kiss me back.” “No.” “Why?” “Because what if you regret me in the morning?” I voiced the biggest insecurity I had when it came to this man.
“I thought maybe Cass might like it.” Emmett blinked. “You’re giving this to Cass?” “Why not?” I shrugged. “It wouldn’t be to drive every day. There’s not a lot of room in the back for a car seat, but she could take it out for fun. Drive it in the summer.” Emmett stared at me, unspeaking. “What?” He shook his head. “I didn’t realize . . .” “Realize what?” “That you were in love with her.” The knife slipped from my hand.
“You’ve got a choice,” Isaiah said, tossing me a towel to dry my hands. “Let that past ruin your future. Or learn from it and vow never to let it happen again.” “Easy as that?” “No, man.” He shook his head. “It’s never easy. You fight every day. You work your ass off to be better than you were. And you show up, especially on the bad days, because they make you want to keep fighting.”
“Everything okay?” Luke asked. Okay? She was so little. How did you take care of someone that small? How did I change her diaper or teach her to ride a bike or help her with math homework? I wasn’t equipped to do any of those things. But I would. Because she was . . . mine. Forever, she was mine. “I have a daughter.” I blinked and raked a hand through my hair. “Holy fuck, I have a daughter.”
“Beats the hell out of me. I’ve never done this before.” “Had a baby?” “Had a Cassandra.”
“I couldn’t sleep last night. You were wiped and she squirmed in her crib-cart thing, so I held her and started looking up names.” “You were holding her when I woke up.” He shrugged. “I held her all night.”
He leaned in, pressing a kiss to my temple. “Your tits are fucking huge.” I laughed. “Thank you.” “Welcome.”
“Seraphina Betsy Winter.” His hand engulfed her entire body as he leaned her away to look at her face. “What do you think, little?” Little. “Leo, I’m about to cry again.” “Seriously, babe. Your tits are magnificent right now.” I snorted, smiling as I rested my head on his shoulder. “Much better.”
“Nah,” Dash said. “You’re one of us now. This family is big on gifts.” “Leo says your laptop is a few years old,” Emmett said. “If you’re going to write a bestseller, we thought you’d need a new keyboard.”
“I love you.” He spoke the words between licks. “I am so fucking in love with you, Cass.” “I love you too.” My fingers fumbled to get his jeans off his legs.
