Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 71015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 71015 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 355(@200wpm)___ 284(@250wpm)___ 237(@300wpm)
Glancing at the clock, I decided now would be a good time to get them to bed. If all worked well, Coal wouldn’t wake until well after midnight.
Grayson came up behind me and wrapped his long arms around my belly, bringing me in close to his hard chest.
“I’ll go get them dressed. Come up when you can, okay?” He asked, kissing my neck.
I nodded, leaning into him for a few precious seconds before he gave my ass a pat and left just as quickly as he came. Booney following him.
“I wish I could get Cleo to help like Torren,” Rue sighed, resting her chin to her fist.
I snorted. “All I ever get Grayson to do is get them dressed. He steers clear of the dirty diapers. And he doesn’t have the boobs, so he can’t feed them. Although, he will hold one on the rare occasion that they allow him to.”
Rue giggled. “Let me do that. Go on up. We’ve got plenty to watch Ashe. Take your time honey.”
Rue was a Godsend. We relied on each other a lot, over the last five years, and just like the rest of the women of The Dixie Wardens MC members, we always had help if we needed it.
“Thank you, Rue,” I said as I washed my hands. “The casserole in the oven has a little over thirty minutes left. If the timer sounds, just turn the heat off for me, please.”
At her confirmation, I walked through the kitchen and up the stairs, following the sound of my husband’s voice as he read to Spencer.
Booney was just walking out with Coal when I made it to the top of the landing.
“Perfect timing. I didn’t know how much longer that paci was going to work. Here you go,” Booney said, handing Coal off and hustling down the stairs.
It still never failed to amuse me, after five years, how uncomfortable Booney became around women breastfeeding.
One would think with as much experience as Booney had, that he’d be more relaxed, but he wasn’t. If a baby belonging to any of the members started crying, he was the first to hightail it out of the room.
Booney and I had become close over mine and Grayson’s marriage, and I could see why everyone thought he was so lovable.
He spent more time with the Benton, Louisiana chapter of The Dixie Wardens than his own, and I expected him to make the move over to Benton as soon as he retired next fall.
He was a sucker for his grandkids, and it showed by the lavish gifts he bought them.
For instance, the massive sleigh crib I was currently about to put Coal in after I fed him.
Sitting down in the recliner beside the bed, I thought about everything I had now, compared to what I had five years ago.
A loving husband.
Three perfect children.
Parents that were healthy.
A sister who’d found the love of her life.
A niece that never failed to make me laugh.
A job that I loved.
A roof over my head.
Sunday rides with my man on the back of his bike.
Morning cuddles when my husband got home from work.
A motorcycle club that would avenge me; where each and every member would protect me with their life.
God gave me Grayson at a pivotal point in my life, and I couldn’t ask for anything more.
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Torren
Later that night as I lay in bed with my wife curled around me, I listened to the reassuring sound of my son breathing through his monitor. Of the dog’s snores coming from the floor beside our bed.
Feeling the soft pulse of Tru’s heart, where my hand rested against her neck.
When my mother died, I never thought I’d have what I do now.
I thought I’d always be alone. Never have anyone to rely on. And now, not only did I have my club, and every man at the station, but I had my wife. My kids. My in-laws.
I had absolutely everything.