by KB Winters
I flashed Trina a smile to show her I wasn’t worried. Because I wasn’t. This guy was a flashy corporate pussy, he didn’t know shit about fighting or guns. I just had to bide my time. “How you doin’ Sweetness?” I made her the center of my focus so I could see and hear the truth.
“I’m o-o-okay Baz, just a little shaken up.” She tried for a smile, but it was more of a frightened grimace. “Is Jack okay?”
I nodded, my gun still trained on Jensen. “Yep. My guys are looking out for him. He ran straight to Trudy and Dagger. Guess you didn’t make it to the mall, huh?” Her smile angered that prick and he dug the gun into her temple.
“No more! Enough of this shit! Get out of here asshole, Trina is mine.” His brown hair stood up on all ends, eyes wide and red. Crazed. The idiot was fucking high.
I grinned and stood taller. “Sorry to tell you dick breath but Trina here is mine. In fact, we’re getting married and I’d really prefer not to splatter your blood all over my baby’s office. But I will.”
He barked out a laugh. “I hardly doubt that, grease monkey. Trina prefers a real man in a suit.”
Jensen wasn’t the first asshole to think that and he wouldn’t be the last. But I had his number, so I leaned against the wall, legs crossed at the ankles so I looked calm. Unconcerned. “Aww Sweetness, you didn’t tell him about me? That I was an expert fuckin’ marksman? That I could hit him between the eyes before he even lined up a shot?” He paled and I couldn’t help the shit eating grin that crossed my face. “Yeah I didn’t think so.”
He blinked as recognition finally dawned. “You’re that little bastard’s father? Good. Keep him and I’ll take Trina, she belongs with me anyhow.”
Bastard? My fingers itched to just drop this fucker where he stood for talking about my son that way but I knew I’d get my chance to lay a hurt on him before he left this room. “You’re mistaken asshole, this is my family. I suggest you find one of your own or this won’t end well for you. I guarantee it.”
He laughed. “And what can you do, run me over with your motorcycle?”
“Actually, I plan to do much worse and only you can decide how bad it gets for you. See I’m the tech captain of my club but I got a guy who’s a real expert hacker, trained by Big Brother himself to track down all that money you stole and your legit stacks too. He’s already transferring it to untraceable accounts.” I lined a shot up with a grin and he ducked behind Trina. Fucking coward. “What you stole will be returned and the rest well, let’s just say it’ll go to a very worthy club.” I slid a look to Trina who still trembled with fear. “Still doing all right Sweetness?” She nodded and I gave her a wink. “Good girl.”
“Shut the fuck up!”
I stood tall, shoulders squared and spoke as though he hadn’t just thrown a little bitch fit. “So you can leave with your freedom, mostly in one piece and flat ass broke. Or you can leave in handcuffs, mostly in one piece and flat ass broke. What will it be Jensen? You have about oh…three seconds.”
“You don’t have the upper hand here, dick head!”
“Sweetness do you remember that weekend we spent in Vegas and those sexy shoes I wouldn’t let you take off?”
She frowned but nodded, squeaking out a “Yes.”
“Tick tock asshole.” I kept my voice and my expression neutral and kept my gaze focused on Trina. “And remember that asshole who thought he could convince you to leave me and go with him?”
She smiled, warming up to the memory of us in Vegas, gambling, fucking and drinking. Not necessarily in that order. “You tried to step in, but I handled it.” Her blue eyes flashed recognition and I knew she understood.
“That’s right Sweetness.” I winked and subtly tightened my grip on my gun. “So Jensen, have you decided on a bullet or a beat down? Personally, I’d go with the beat down because if you hurt Trina I will fucking shoot you where you stand.”
His face was red with anger and his hand trembled. “You’re wrong, grease monkey. I’ll do what I want,” he shouted and squeezed her neck tight enough to draw a cry of pain from her. “See?”
“You really shouldn’t have done that,” I told him, my blood boiling as my focus narrowed and I raised my arm, aiming the gun at him. Without blinking I squeezed the trigger and he cried out.
“Oww! Motherfucker, you shot my ear! I think I’m deaf,” he shouted, clutching his ear.
“Now Trina!” She stomped his foot with all her might while he was distracted, causing him to drop the gun as she ran into my arms. “Good to see you, Sweetness,” I grinned and wrapped my arm around her waist.
“You too,” she answered breathlessly.
As happy as I was she was all right, I still felt amped up and in the mood for vengeance that this fucker had broken into our home and scared my woman and my son. “You want to come in my home and threaten my family?” I roared and grabbed that fucker by the shirt, rearing my fist back and let it loose right at his nose. “Scare my son?” My fist landed on his nose again, then his eye and his jaw. “You’re lucky all I did was shoot your ear because if I wanted to, I could’ve shot you right between the eyes.” I punched him once more because goddammit, he deserved it. “Think of it this way pretty boy, now your cellmate won’t have anything to nibble on.”
The bitch cowered on the floor. “Fine I’ll leave. I didn’t want the skanky whore anyway.”
“Don’t ever fucking talk about my woman like that,” I growled and shoved the bottom of my boot in his mouth. “Got it?”
He nodded.
“I said, do you got it asshole?”
“Got it,” he mumbled around my boot.
“Good.” I removed my foot from his mouth and turned to Trina who watched warily like she didn’t know what I’d do next but then, she grinned. “Hey Sweetness.”
She walked into my arms as Sheriff Darlington entered the house with two of his deputies, guns drawn. “Everything all right in there?”
“In the office Sheriff. Everybody’s alive.”
“Well that’s good to hear,” he said sardonically as he stood in the doorway. “Wait outside,” he instructed and I grabbed her in my arms and kept here there while we waited.
Fifteen minutes later we gave our statements and hopped in the car to go get our son.
Chapter Ten
Trina
Nearly a week had gone by since everything went down with Jensen, who was already back in a Connecticut prison cell, but things hadn’t quite returned to normal. Jack still walked around jumpy as hell and scared all the time. He hardly left my side, deciding to forego the last two weeks of his classes at the community center to make sure nothing happened to me. He’d fall asleep each night in bed with me and Baz, which I knew Baz secretly loved.
He thought I didn’t notice, but he smiled every time Jack’s hand smacked his face in his sleep or snuggled close and yes, I found it wildly sexy how eager he was to experience all of parenthood. The good and the bad. He could’ve left the day the Sheriff carted Jensen to jail but he was in no hurry to leave and neither me nor Jack were in a rush to get rid of him.
I was, however, ready to move forward with him. Whatever that meant.
Done for the day, I pushed my chair back and grinned. My book was finally finished and ready to go to my editor which meant I had more than enough time to spend with Jack until he felt safe again.
I shut down my computer and closed the door behind me, changing into a brand-new sundress before joining my boys in the backyard. We had plenty to celebrate, starting with being alive and our new lives. Maybe a new whole family unit. And of course, the end of summer. I stood at the door and watched my two boys interact, they were both all smiles, green eyes shining with love and affection. And mischief.
“Look Dad, I got it!” At Jack’s words, Baz bent forward to check out his latest skateboard trick.
“Pretty damn cool, kid.” He beamed a proud smile that touched my heart and parts further south. Watching Baz be the dad I always wanted for my son was a
huge turn on. And what it did for Jack, was a feeling I couldn’t possibly describe. Each day Jack grew more confident and courageous. More outgoing and even though I hated it, more fearless.
I stepped out into the yard. “Hey guys, what’s a girl gotta do to get some food around here?”
“You can start by kissing the chef,” Baz told me as he beckoned me over, kissing me long and hard when I walked into his arms. I didn’t know if it was the heat from the grill or the heat we always generated when we were together, but I felt hot and needy and downright sexy.
I pulled back, breathless and smiling. “I love the chef so kissing him is no hardship. Food or not.”
His eyebrows wiggled suggestively and his arm tightened around my waist. “Good, because I have it on good authority the chef loves you back. In fact, I heard he plans to marry you.”
I gasped at his words because the last I’d heard of it was while being held hostage by my crazy ass ex. “Oh really? Well just between you and me, Darlin’, I can’t wait until he asks.”
He kissed me again, deeply and passionately and so filled with hunger I felt the first stirrings of arousal, quickly crushed by the sound of Jack gagging on the far side of the yard. “Good to know,” he told me, emerald eyes shimmering with desire before he smacked my ass. “Go sit, the food’s all done.”
I glanced at the table, piled high with enough food to feed the whole club. “Are we having guests?” No one answered because they were too busy stacking their plates with food and eating. Like animals.
“Teddy is coming over later, but first we have some things to talk about,” Jack said seriously. “I’d like to have dad’s last name.”
“Oh.” I wasn’t all that surprised so I nodded, chewing my burger slowly and waiting for whatever they had planned next. Baz took my hand and pressed a kiss to the inside of my wrist.
“Jack isn’t the only one I want to give my name to, Trina. I love you, Sweetness. I have loved you since you drank me under the table that night you kissed me.”
I had to laugh at that. “Oh I kissed you? You totally kissed me.”
He shook his head, fighting the grin as Jack pretended to gag beside us. “Either way, it was the first of many great kisses. And more. And I want to spend the rest of our lives seeing what kind of kisses we’ll share as we welcome more kids, get Jack his first motorcycle and of course, our honeymoon kisses.”
“Ew, gross.”
Baz laughed and reached over to ruffle our son’s hair. “Sorry buddy but it’s true. Your mom is a world class kisser.”
Jack stood and stole a mini sausage from my plate. “I changed my mind about all this. If you guys are gonna kiss all the time, no thanks.”
That drew a laugh from both of us as Baz turned his attention back to me and pulled out a small black velvet bag. He turned the bag upside down and dropped a ring in my hand. “Trina Mosley, I’ve never loved any other woman but you and ten years ago I fucked it all up. But this time, today, all I want is you and Jack. Be my wife Trina, let me make up for the past. Let us have the future we deserve.”
My lower lip trembled as he plucked the ring from my palm and slid it over my ring finger. This was everything I wanted, ten years in the making. Now the chance was right in front of me, to have a life with the only man other than my son I ever truly loved and I nodded silently. “I can’t wait to marry you Baz. So yes, I want all of that.” Cupping his face, I kissed him, hard and fast. “But I don’t need or want you to make up anything to me. Let’s just enjoy now and make a great future for our family.”
“Good because I have some ideas for future inspiration. Miss Chantilly.”
I choked at his words. “How…oh my god! How did you find out?”
He rolled his eyes. “Jack and Talon dropped some pretty big hints but I am a tech god, you know?”
I laughed and wrapped my arms around him, feeling safe and content. Loved. For the first time in a very long time, I had that feeling of rightness, when everything in life just slides right into place. “Are you okay with this Jack?” I asked even though his beaming smile was answer enough.
He nodded. “Dad asked already and I told him yes. I get to be the best man.”
“Then I guess we should start planning a wedding!”
Epilogue
Baz ~ One year Later
If anyone had told me last Spring that I’d be a father and a husband, I would’ve told them to quit smoking crack and get their head examined. But six months ago, on New Year’s Day, I made Trina my wife and we now lived the perfect fucking suburban life. I drew the line at the white picket fence in front of our new home, but we had ten feet high wrought iron gates in case anyone thought they might want to go after my family.
Again.
Jensen would not only serve out the rest of his sentence, but he’d been tried and convicted of kidnapping, assault and stalking so he would serve more time in California after his sentence was finished in Connecticut. Wagman had apparently left town and we’d never have to worry about him coming back since he’d been found dead of an overdose at some shitty rundown hotel in Hollywood. Thank fucking goodness.
My family was whole. My club was whole. Life was fucking good right about now.
“Hey what’s got that smug look on your face?” Trina pressed her sexy curves up against me, making my dick hard at the sight of her licking her lips.
“You Sweetness. Jack. Our life.”
“Mmm, good answer.” Puckering those soft lips and smashing them against mine, I wanted to take her right here on the deck of our new house, in front of all of our friends. And their kids. “Want something to eat?”
I shook my head. “I’m good. What about you Sweetness, want some meat?” I wrapped both arms around her waist, squeezing her ass when she pressed in close and let her fingers run through my hair.
“Don’t I always?”
Yeah, my Sweetness was always ready to go. It was one of my favorite things about her, how hungry she always was for my cock. For me. Hell, as much as we went at it, I wouldn’t be surprised if we added another ankle biter to the growing number of babies and toddlers now under CAOS protection. Talon had given birth to another baby, a little boy they called MJ while Kyla and Torch had another one brewin’. Their little boy Jason laughed nonstop as he chased Jack’s new puppy, a blue-eyed Husky around the yard. Minx and Cash sat side by side, each holding a child with love shining in their eyes. “How about we slip back inside and I feed you a few inches?”
“A few?” She cocked an eyebrow and wore that sultry come and get it smile. “I’ll take all nine thanks.”
I groaned and kissed her behind her neck. “Let’s go then.” I pulled her inside and up the stairs to our new master bedroom and our big California king bed, perfect for all kinds of bedroom fun. “Damn I’ll never get sick of seeing you laid out, so wet and dripping for me.”
“You never have to, husband.”
I grinned. “I’ll never get sick of hearing you say that either.”
On her knees, she crawled to the edge of the bed until we were face to face. “How about Daddy, do you like that one?”
“Fuck yeah,” I told her, slowly undoing the buttons on her dress until her plump tits were exposed. Squeezing and kneading them, I savored the weight in my hand. “I love it.”
“Do you think you’d want to hear it again?”
Was she saying what I thought she was? “Fuck Trina, all I want now is to put another baby in you, watching your belly swell and your tits grow.”
She moaned when I pinched her nipples. “Good, I’m glad to hear it. Because I’m seven weeks pregnant.”
I froze as her words sank in, then a smile split my face. “We’re having another baby? For real?”
“Yep. I confirmed with the doctor yesterday.”
“Aw baby that’s the best damn news I’ve heard in a long time. I love you, Sweetness.”
“I love you too, my outlaw husband. Forever.”
“And then some.” She l
aughed as I lowered her to the bed, kissing my way down her body.
“Better make it snappy so we can share our news while we have everyone here.”
“Can’t hurry greatness, baby.”
Trina laughed, pushing at my chest until our positions were reversed. “Then I’ll do it. Hang on Baz and prepare to have your world thoroughly fucking rocked.”
I gripped her hips as she sank onto my cock, letting out that sexy little whimper that made me want to pound into her until my dick went numb. “You’ve already done that Sweetness. And then some.” I don’t know how in the hell I got so lucky but I made a promise to myself on our wedding day that I’d do everything I could to deserve this love. This happiness.
“In that case babe, just enjoy the view.”
Damn straight.
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I never thought I’d fall for the billionaire, but his cool-blue eyes and sexy swagger drew me to him like a moth to a flame. Okay, inferno.
He was my first and so far, had been my last—my only.
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Jerk.
Not only did he take my virginity, break my heart and stomp all over it, he gave me a baby as well.
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And why the hell did he just walk into my office and tell me he now owns the posh resort I work at?
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