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Reality started sinking in. He liked the idea of his child growing inside her. "You'll make a great mom."

"I'm scared," she whispered.

He took her hand and pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her. "Why are you scared?"

"I thought you'd be mad because I was a smart ass when you asked me about the implant when I first showed up in Seaglass Cove and didn't tell you it had expired."

"You're always a smartass." He chuckled. "That hasn't stopped me from loving you, Kat."

"So, you're not mad?"

He kissed the top of her head. "Shocked. Surprised. But, the idea of you having my baby feels good."

"Yeah?" She smiled up into his face.

"Yeah."

She sobered. "I'm scared I'm going to suck as a mom."

"You'll be great."

"What if I'm like my mom, and I'll want to walk away once I have the baby?"

She'd always wonder why her mom walked away and abandoned her at the hospital, but she had him, her dad, her aunt, and a lot of bikers as her support system. She had family, and no one would let her fall when they were here to catch her.

"I don't think you have that to worry about. You take more after Mama Sue," he whispered.

Damn. He missed his mom. She'd be ecstatic over the news that she was going to be a grandma.

"Yeah?" Katrina smiled again. "I'm going to tell our baby everything about Mama Sue."

Emotions squeezed his chest. He kissed her.

"You need to tell your dad about the baby," he said.

She sat up. "I'm still mad at him."

"Be mad at him." He stroked her cheek. "But tell him."

"Now?"

He tightened his arms around her. He wasn't ready to share her or the news with anyone else.

"Later," he whispered.

All he wanted to do was hold his family in his arms before the crew returned from their ride, and he had to deal with club business again.

Chapter Thirty Seven

A KNOCK CAME TO THE door. Katrina looked at Jagger and widened her eyes. The time had come. She planned to tell her dad about the baby and let him know how she feels about what went down between him and Jagger.

"I'm only doing this if he comes alone. If that bitch is with him, he can walk right back to his room." She wrung her hands.

Jagger leaned in and kissed her. "No fighting."

She scoffed. He was one to talk about fighting.

Motioning for him to open the door, she sat down on the end of the couch. She pressed a hand to her stomach. The doctor had told her, going by the dating ultrasound, she was now eleven weeks pregnant.

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