Page 6 of I Saw Mommy Kissing Biker Claus

I pause to make sure I don’t say anything that will piss her off.

“I didn’t want more from Kayla. The time we spent together—we both knew it was just sex. We drank at the bar and she invited me back to her room. Usually I would’ve said no, but that night I wanted company. So I said yes. And as harsh as this may sound, I told her that I wasn’t looking for anything more. And she agreed, she just wanted someone for the night.”

The look on Leighton’s face says maybe those weren’t the right choice of words.

“Kayla wasn’t a ‘one night’ type of girl. She always wanted to find The One and settle down.”

“Sure, that could be what she wanted. But that night was just sex.”

Just as she’s about to answer, we hear Davis making noise. I watch her get up and get Davis from the bedroom. He smiles as he sees me and reaches out to me. I see the frown on her face as he does this.

“He doesn’t usually take to new people so fast.”

I take Davis from her and sit him on my lap. He lays his head on my chest and yawns. I really hope he’s mine.

“Maybe he knows something we don’t yet. And I make a pretty good pillow.”

A giggle escapes her and she finally seems a little more relaxed.

“What exactly do you want from us if you are Davis’ father?” she asks me.

“I just want to be in his life. And maybe yours too…”

She squints at me.

“What do you mean? We don’t have to like each other to co-parent Davis.”

Okay fine. I’m going to lay it out for her.

“I like you.” I put my hand up and stop her from commenting. “I know that I don’t know you, we only met yesterday. But Iwantto know you, I want to be more than just Davis’ papa. What I really want is to be with you for this next step in our lives.”

I can hear myself blurting out this word vomit and I sound like a fucking asshole, begging her to be with me. She’s staring at me like I just sprouted a second head.

“Wait. So you had sex with my best friend, maybe had a baby with her, and now you want to be with me? Seriously?”

Well fuck. When she puts it that way, it sounds fucked up.

“Yes. I know Kayla was your best friend, but I was never in a relationship with her. I want to be in one with you.”

“How do you think that could even work? I live seven hours away from you and I don’t do long-distance shit. And yesterday you said you couldn’t move away from Lake Renegade.”

It’s sounding like she’s considered what I have—being together. This is a good thing, now I have to convince her to move here.

“Would you consider moving here? It doesn’t have to be for me, but our town offers a lot. And I would be here to help you. My family would be too.”

“You’re fucking crazy. I don’t know anything about you. Except for your name.”

“What do you want to know?”

She huffs out a breath.

“If you’re part of the Bastianini family, why is your last name Marconi? And why did you tell Kayla your name was Ombra? And how old are you? Do you have any other kids? Siblings? What do you do for work?”

I chuckle. “Giacomo and Caitríona Bastianini are my foster parents. They took me in when I was fourteen and I’m twenty-six this year. I have four siblings thanks to Giacomo and Caitríona. Celestino and Francesco are twenty-five, and Isabella and Luciana are twenty-four. I don’t have any kids, but I do have a nephew, Grayson, he’s nine months old. As for my job, I work for the Cimaruta MC. I’m an enforcer and bodyguard for my sister, Isabella.”

“What’s an enforcer?”

“I protect my club family. Well, I protect my whole family. But the enforcer title comes from our club. And that’s where the name Ombra comes from too. It’s my road name, and it means shadow.”

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