Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“Can you give us a moment?” Knox asks her.
She nods. “I’ll be in the back. Just bring her in and show her when you’re ready,” she says before turning and going back into the office.
Knox doesn’t waste time dropping down to his knees in front of me. His hand goes to my hips.
“I was going to surprise you at the barbecue this afternoon, but I should have known you’d catch me.” He smiles when he says it. “I don’t like that you thought I might be fucking around, but hell, it turns me the fuck on to see you still get so worked up over me.”
“What’s going on? Why haven’t you answered your phone?”
He looks at me in confusion and reaches to his side clip where he keeps his phone.
“Fuck, baby, I’m sorry. I must have accidently put it on silent.”
“Oh,” I say as I feel the heat hit my cheeks. I’m a little embarrassed that I went crazy. This place is clearly not what I thought it was.
“Oh,” he repeats and laughs. “She’s a designer, and I’ve been having her do some stuff.” He leans in, kissing my stomach over my T-shirt. “For the baby.”
“You know?”
“Yeah, I know.” Now he’s full-on smiling.
“Do you know it's twins?”
His head drops forward, resting on my belly, before he looks back up at me. I swear I can see tears in his eyes.
“See, that’s what happens when you make me wait five years to knock you up. I got so excited I put two in there.”
I burst out laughing.
Knox stands and cups my face, bringing me in for a tender and sweet kiss.
“Come on, let’s go in here and let me show you your first Mother’s Day present. And we need to tell Mrs. Ware we’re going to need two of everything.”
Epilogue
Knox
Another 3 years later…
“This place looks like a freaking daycare,” Pres says, taking a sip of his beer as he sits down across from me. His eyes are fixed on his wife, who is plating up food for some of the kids.
When his gaze comes back to me, he’s smiling.
I just shrug. I like it like this. No more crazy jobs or runs. Hasn’t been in a few years. We run a tight ship, making sure people stay out of our area. Leave us alone and we’ll leave you alone. It’s quiet, and we plan to keep it that way. Just running the range and mechanic shop. Nothing like a horde of kids to put your life into perspective. To show you what you really want in life.
Most of us had spent years having to watch our backs. It’s not something we want to do anymore.
“Look who’s up, Daddy.” Violet comes walking down the stairs, holding hands with both Emma and Evan. I stand up and make my way over to them. I meet them at the bottom of the stairs, and Emma launches herself at me. I catch her and bring her up for a kiss.
She looks just like her mother. She has a full head of hair, and though she’s only two it’s already halfway down her back. Emma cuddles up to me.
“I’m taking Evan to get something to eat.” Violet picks him up with a grunt. The kid isn’t small. He came out almost ten pounds, while Emma was only five.
I lean in and kiss my wife. She’d dozed off with them, too. I went up to check on them about an hour ago and there they were, all cuddled up on my bed. Violet and Evan both wrapped around Emma. Even at two, Evan is a force to be reckoned with when it comes to his sister. Poor girl is never going to be able to date between her mom, me, and her brother.
“You want anything?” Violet asks.
“No, baby. Get him a plate, then come sit down and I’ll make you one.”
I watch her stroll off, and I make my way back over to sit down. Cas is now sitting next to Pres, her daughter in her lap. Cas is pulling the little girl’s hair into a ponytail. I sit down next to them.
Emma lets go of my neck and sits up, trying to get her cousin’s attention.
“Who’d have thought we’d marry a brother and sister?” I ask her. She looks over at me, smiling.
“I could never shake you,” she teases. Both Cas and I never had much of a family. It’s why we latched on so hard to the Ghost Riders, and now we have a whole other family, one we both belong to and love.
“Like you’d want to shake me,” I tease her back. We are the closet out of everyone as we spent a lot of time together on missions.
“Now we’re really family.” She runs her hand down her daughter’s dark ponytail. We are.
“Always have been, MacKenzie.” I use her real name, and she looks over at me.