He chuckles, his eyes showing his happiness. I can’t help but cup his jaw, leaning up and kissing him.
“The best way to go. I want to spend all of my days in your arms, and when I do go?” His expression turns stark at my words. “I want to be right here with you.”
He ducks his head for a second, shaking it. “Don’t say that again.” He grips my neck. “I can’t fucking fathom a day without you. I know if you go, I will follow because my heart couldn’t allow anything else.”
“I love you so much, so much, Maverick, that it hurts me to my absolute core.”
He kisses my cheek, staying for a second. “I love you too. You’re my whole heart, my fucking ole lady.”
He reaches over into the drawer beside me, pulling out a cut. He holds it up and it shows the words, “Property of Maverick.”
I lean forward, putting it on, lying back down below him. “That’s what I fucking like to see.”
I laugh as he shows me again how I’m his.
Epilogue
Bell
A few months later
“Go, Ronny!” I yell and jump up and down, Maverick’s face changes to one of horror as he runs to me, his hands going to my stomach.
“Stop that, you’re scaring me,” he hisses, helping me back down to a sitting position.
“Maverick, I am fine!” I push his hands away, pretending I don't love the attention, but I so do.
Daniella laughs, holding Anna’s hand, knowing all of my secrets. We’ve become so close and she’s grown close to my girls; they’re best friends.
“Mom, can I have a hotdog?” Anna says so easily, but I know that her whole life just changed completely with one word.
Daniella looks at me. “Sure, baby, you can have whatever you want.”
One of the prospects follows her to the concession stand. She is in danger all of the time. Her husband wants her back, and badly. She’s safe, though, and that is what matters.
“She just called Daniella ‘mom,’” I inform Maverick.
“Ahh shit, I bet she’s happy.” I put my hand over his on my stomach. We’re having a little boy. Two girls, two boys. I grin, intertwining our fingers. I’m starting to really show now.
“That’s my baby!” I yell as Ronny scores his next goal. Maverick tries to steady my body like the baby is just going to shoot out at any second.
I roll my eyes and sit back down. “You know that attitude will just get you fucked?”
I roll my eyes even harder. He smacks the side of my ass, whispering in my ear promises of what I’ve earned.
Bell
I turn over in bed, enjoying the view. I smile at the sight of Maverick shirtless, holding Trace to his chest. Ronny’s at the foot of the bed asleep.
I just got back from the hospital this very morning and I’m exhausted. I ended up having to do a C-section became he was breech.
Trace starts whining. My boobs are hurting and I know that he’s ready to be fed.
I reach over and stroke his little cheek. He tries to suck on my finger. Maverick wakes up, looking over at me, “You hurting, baby?”
I shake my head no. “I’m okay. I think he’s hungry.
I bite my lip, pushing myself up to a better sitting position. Having a C-section is a bitch. Everything hurts.
I lift the blanket, making sure to be covered in case Ronny wakes up. Maverick literally pulls out my boob for me and places Trace on.
If this isn’t true love then I don't know what is.
He helps me hold him, his eyes never leaving Trace’s sweet face. “Is he okay?” Ronny asks, waking up
Ronny is the sweetest boy. He’s always worried about everyone, making sure everyone is okay.
Anna and Daniella moved out. Daniella went to stay a week or so with River, but Gage’s Vice President swooped in, looked at her and said she was his—she never left.
To most, that seems crazy, but as someone who moved in instantly, I get it. Once you meet your person, that’s all that matters and you never want to leave them.
“I love you.”
Maverick smiles. “I love you. Thank you for my boys.”
“Our boys,” I correct.
“Ours,” he whispers. “One more?” he hints.
I sigh, looking down at Trace’s precious face. “One more.”
A year and a half later, Arianna Louise was born.
Maverick
Ronny - twenty-four years old
I hold my fucking breath as the time runs down to seconds. Bell is holding onto me so fucking tight, my arm might snap off. Ariana on the other side is doing the same shit.
Our boy is about to win the fucking Stanley Cup.
My fucking heart is about to give out waiting for that one last goal. “HE DID IT!” I scream, way too loud for a badass biker like myself.
Bell is screaming, jumping up and down. My brothers are stomping their feet on the floor of the stands.
Ronny throws off his helmet. His arms raised, he skates around the ring for the world to see.
My fucking boy did it at twenty-four years old.
I grin, staring at the screen, taking in every single moment of this.
He has worked his whole life for this, practice after practice. When others went home, he stayed. He busted his ass.
He fought for it. Others tried to take it from him, saying he was too young to be a captain.
My boy didn’t say shit and proved them wrong.
I walk down to the rink and step out. Ronny sees me and skates over, slamming into me, practically lifting me off the ground with his hug. “We did it, Dad,” he tells me.
I hug him a little tighter. My boy’s grown before my eyes. I don’t see the eight-year-old anymore. I see a man. “You did it, son, you did it.”
He did it.
You guessed it!
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