Page 15 of Justice

I smile, thinking about the little girl I’ll soon get to dress up in cute little dresses and bows.

“I can’t wait to meet her.” I look down at my stomach. It’s still hard to believe that there is actually a baby growing inside of me.

Christopher's hand slides over to grasp the edge of my chair, the metal legs scraping against the tile as he drags me closer. Mybreath catches as his fingers slide up my thigh, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

His hand is tattooed, dragging all the way down his fingertips. There are veins sticking out of his forearms that are way too sexy.

I run my fingertip along the side of his arm, and he lifts my donut up to my mouth so I can take a bite.

“You’re so sweet to me,” I tell him, my stomach so full of butterflies it feels like it could take flight.

He swipes a stray strand of my hair off my cheek and tucks it behind my ear. “You deserve that and more, angel.”

Christopher's thumb begins tracing lazy circles on my thigh, each movement sending sparks of sensations through me. It's maddening how easily he can affect me.

I lick my lips, my eyes drifting down to his lips, dying to feel his lips against mine.

He catches my look, cupping my face to tilt my head up to kiss me deeply, and I sigh against his lips, never going to tire of kissing him.

“I could kiss you for fucking forever,” he growls against my lips, kissing me harder, and we are lost in the kiss, not caring that we are in front of a crowd of people.

We finally back away from each other when my name is called to pick up our cupcakes, startling us both.

I giggle behind my hand, my face burning at the looks I’m getting from people.

He is so sexy, all of the women’s eyes are on him, and it makes me realize I am one lucky girl because I have him, and he is mine.

A voice clears from beside me, and I jump in shock at the sudden noise. I was so lost in thought, and I grin at the sight of Reid, one of the other MC kids I have grown up with.

“Well, isn’t it a princess?” he jokes with me, and I lean over to hug him. His dad is Aiden, one of my dad’s brothers in the MC.

“Isn’t it a prince?” I joke back, and he laughs.

“What are you doing here?” I ask him, and he grins.

“I have a crush on the baker.” I follow his line of sight and I see a girl in the back behind the counter who is curvy, petite, and she has long dark brown hair that is in a braid down her back.

“Is she not interested?” I ask him.

He sits forward. “She is scared of something or someone. But my mama didn’t raise a quitter, so she will eventually say yes. I just have to bug her enough until she puts me out of my misery.”

Right on cue, she turns to look around the room, and her eyes land on Reid almost instantly.

Her face turns the prettiest shade of red. She is beautiful. Her eyes are bright green, the color striking paired with her dark hair and pale skin.

“I think she does like you, Reid,” I whisper to Reid, excited for him.

Christopher makes his way over, setting the cupcakes down on the counter. “Hey, brother, when did you get back on your ride?”

“Just this morning, but I had to make a stop before I went home to sleep.” Christopher follows Reid’s gaze and chuckles when he realizes who he’s looking at.

“Good luck,” I tell him, and Christopher takes my hand. We walk hand in hand out of the door to his truck. “Do you mind if we stop by the school so I can pick up my assignments? We are still an hour out from when everyone is supposed to meet us at the clubhouse.”

“Sure, angel.”

He makes the turn to drive toward the high school that is right outside of the city limits, a private school that all of the MCkids go to, and that includes the Devil Souls MC, which is an MC that is close to ours.

The anxiety that fills me at the sight of this school is unreal. If it were up to me, I’d never step foot in here again and have someone grab the work for me.

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