Page 99 of His Other Half

Whip dipped his chin. Paco moved in, embracing him. He thumped his MC brother on the back. "Don't fuck up again."

"Understood, brother." Whip leaned back, clasped Paco's hand. "Tarkio."

"Tarkio." He turned in the yard, wiping the blood rolling out of his nose. "Give me five minutes, sweetheart."

Josie stood with her hands on her hips, shaking her head. "Are you boys done?"

He glanced at Whip and grinned. "Until next time."

Whip chuckled, holding his nose. "I'm going to look like shit tonight."

"What's tonight?" he asked.

"Nothing special." Whip shrugged. "Drinking. Partying. Women."

"Paco, hurry." Josie carried a small bag out of the house. "Clean yourself up. You don't want to have blood all over you when the baby arrives. You'll scare him."

"On it." He limped into the house.

Soon, they'd get another frantic phone call. Priest and Nicole's baby was due any day. It seemed everywhere he looked, Tarkio members were popping out babies. He wasn't sure he was ready for the responsibility, or if he deserved to have a child after the way he'd lived. Though he sure would like to give Josie a child to love.

Washing his face, he looked in the mirror. The scars were enough to scare anyone.

Josie followed him into the bathroom and turned him around to face her. She took the towel and gently wiped the areas he'd missed. He still couldn't feel a lot of sensations on the surface where the scars were bigger.

She studied him, then kissed his lips. "There. You're ready. Let's go."

He tugged her back from leaving. "Love you."

Her gaze softened. "I love you, too."

He followed her through the house. She picked up a towel filled with ice and carried it outside with her.

Delivering the ice pack to Whip. Josie climbed up on the back of the Harley. Before he put on his helmet, she put her lips to his ear and whispered, "No matter what you say or do to Whip, I'm thankful he helped me save my other half."

Paco heard.

He belonged to her.

And he wouldn't have it any other way.

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