Page 157 of Break Out

She did a slow nod. “Ah. Sorry to hear that.”

He smiled. “It’s all good. I’m not as ready to settle down as I thought I was.”

Epilogue

Treasure

Simone

Six months later…

“Rayella,” I said.

Steel ever-so-slowly swiveled his head to me. The dry, pointed look he gave me should have made me uncomfortable.

I grinned. “Raymonda? No, even I don’t like that. How about Ramona?”

He did a long blink, then held our daughter closer, though I hadn’t thought it was possible. “No. We’re not naming her after me. Come up with something better.”

A cavalcade of names sifted through my brain, but none of them fit. I thought back to Mom’s side of the family, and Dad’s, but that didn’t work well either. The night we met came back to me… but I wasn’t sure he’d like that idea either.

“You might shoot this one down too, but what about Olive?”

He deliberated it for a long moment. “Possibly. How about Felicity?”

I twisted my lips as I considered it. “Is there a reason?”

We were in our hospital room, and Steel had taken his shirt off for skin-to-skin contact with our two-day-old daughter.

He shrugged a shoulder. “I looked into the meanings behind some names. It’s probably all B.S., but the name comes from Latin for ‘good fortune.’ Even though we hadn’t expected her, and may not have planned on her, she is definitely our little treasure.”

My mouth dropped open and I narrowed my eyes. “Did you just use the term B.S. because of our daughter? I don’t think I’ve ever heard you refrain from cursing.”

He looked abashed. “Focus, woman. If you don’t like Felicity, then—”

“I love it. It’s perfect, just like you.”

He shook his head. “I’m far from perfect, but I’m fit to burst with the amount of love I have for you and this perfect little girl you’ve given me.”

Emotion clogged my throat just as a nurse came into the room.

“Have you got a name yet? They’re going to kick you out of here today, and I’d hate for you to have one more thing on your plate. Especially since we have staff here who can do it for you.” She aimed her non-nonsense gaze at me. “Seriously, you don’t need a trip to the Social Security Office with a newborn.”

I chuckled. “Yes, we just decided on a first name… as for a middle name—”

Steel’s eyes burned with intensity at me. “Felicity Jade Reynolds, that way she has a piece of you with her all the time, too.”

Tears pooled and ran over my lower lids. “That’s brilliant, honey.”

He propped a hip on my bed and leaned in close. “No, Jade. It’ll be brilliant when we get married two months from now, and both my girls have my last name.”

I leaned up and gave him a soft kiss. He’d put his cut on me not long after my abduction. I wore it any time I was in the Devil Lancer clubhouse. Even though his brothers knew I was his and he’d claimed me, he still wanted us to be legally bound. I couldn’t wait to get married, but I wasn’t certain it would be in two months.

Figuring out a wedding dress while eight months pregnant was a challenge, but I had narrowed it down to three dresses. The plan was to try on those dresses in three more weeks, after I’d dropped a few more pounds.

The nurse bustled toward us. “That’s a beautiful name, but it’s going to take some time for one of you to complete this form.”

With a small smile, Steel transferred Felicity into my arms and started filling out the form.

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