Page 128 of Fight for You

His dark brows fly upward. "Don't fall on the sword, Kincaid. This city needs you. Whether you think you deserve it or not, you're a cop. You're one of the best gang cops I've ever met, and I don't say that lightly. Guys like Leyva respect you enough to play by the rules you set, and guys like Fuentes need someone around who's willing to put a boot to their neck and keep them in line when they don't. If you think you've still got some penance to pay, work it out in the streets because that's where we need you, not locked up in a cell."

"He's right," January says from behind me.

I spin around to find her standing by the passenger side of the car, the door open. She looks so sweet and rumpled as she smiles at me. My cock turns to steel, and my heart crashes against my ribcage.

She strides toward us, not sparing a second glance at Roman. Her bright eyes stay locked on mine until she's right in front of me, pushing her way into my arms like she always does. And I fucking love that shit…love that she wants to be in them as much as I want her in them.

"You're a good cop, Cade," she whispers. "People like Titan need you to keep being a good cop. We need you to fight for us because there is no one else like you out there to do it."

Fuck. I can't tell her no, not when she says stuff like that. Because she's right. Maybe I don't deserve a badge or the right to call myself a cop, but people like Titan need motherfuckers like me fighting the good fight. Regardless of how I came to the job, I'm good at it. And if that doesn't count for something…well, I guess God can sort that shit out later. If he wants to cast me into hell for the choices I made back then, so be it.

I kind of have a feeling he won't, though. I asked Titan for a sign. I'm guessing the big fucker came through for me. This is my sign. This is the blessing I needed. This is my shot at salvation…my chance to keep my girl at my side until the day I die.

I'm not stupid enough to say no to that.

"Tomorrow," I growl at Roman and then swing January up into my arms.

She shrieks with laughter as I stomp toward the house.

"Tomorrow," Roman agrees, laughing loudly. "Be there at nine."

"Noon," I shout over my shoulder, kicking the car door closed. "I'm not leaving my girl before then."

He laughs again.

I take that as an agreement and practically run to the front door. Once I'm there, instead of putting January on her feet, I just hold her up with one hand and use the other to drag my keys out of my pocket and open the door. She's still giggling in my arms when I stomp inside and reset the alarm before making a beeline for her bedroom…our bedroom.

Her long blonde hair fans out around her on the pillows when I lay her on top of the bed. Her eyes shine with happiness. It practically shimmers in the air around her as I stare down at her, memorizing her in this moment.

"Fuck, you're beautiful," I whisper and strip my shirt off over my head.

"You're pretty beautiful yourself," she says and bites her bottom lip, shifting restlessly on the bed. Her thick thighs rub together as she tries to create friction, but we both know that won't satisfy her. What she really needs is my cock. And I plan on giving it to her. It's been way too long since I was last inside her.

"Cade, please. I need you."

"I'll take care of you," I promise her, "but I have to do something first."

She tilts her head to the side and eyes me curiously as I stalk toward the closet and pull it open. I shuffle through my clothes before I find the right pair of pants and pull out the ring I've had hidden in there since she came home. I've just been waiting to be cleared so I could put it on her finger.

"Cade," she whispers when I turn around and make my way back to her.

Without a word, I reach out and slip it onto her finger with her Claddagh ring. Like that one, this one is platinum, with a massive round-cut emerald surrounded by smaller diamonds. It matches the Claddagh ring perfectly and looks fucking stunning on her.

Satisfaction twists through me at the sight of it on her finger where it belongs.

"My answer is yes. I will marry you, Cade." She smiles at me, her eyes alight with happiness.

"Wasn't a question," I remind her, shooting her a cocky smirk. "You're mine now, little monster."

"I've always been yours. Now get naked. I need you."

Fuck. I love her.

I make quick work of stripping off the rest of my clothes. But before I can crawl onto the bed with her, she sits up and reaches out for me. My head falls back, a moan rumbling from my lips when she wraps her hand around my cock.

"You're so hard," she breathes, sliding her hand up and down my length.

I bark out a choked laugh as a bead of pre-cum wells at the tip. "I'm always hard for you, January."

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