Page 52 of Tex's Angel

Tex gives them a jerk of his chin and says, “Levi, it’s getting late, and you’ve got school tomorrow.”

“Okay, Dad,” he says in a disappointed tone.

“You’ve got the whole rest of your life to sit at this front gate, son.”

The other prospects encourage him and Evan to call it a night, and they follow us to the clubhouse.

The boys head off to bed and Tex and I do the same thing. After a quick shower, we dry off and go to bed naked. We start out by just cuddling and talking about the day. Hesays something that really captures my notice. “Have y’all ever thought about fostering or adopting a kid?”

I look into his eyes, trying to figure out where he’s going with idea. “Why would I do that?” I truly don’t understand what he’s thinking on this issue.

“Seeing Robbie got me thinking about kids like him. Also, I remember y’all mentioning at one point that your husband said he didn’t even care anymore that y’all couldn’t have kids. He just wanted to come home. Knowing y’all can’t have kids made me wonder if you’d ever considered fostering. You’d make a wonderful mother.”

I’m taken a back. It takes me a few seconds to think about how I want to respond. Finally, I find the words I need to explain. “No, adopting or fostering wasn’t something that we’d talked about or that I’d considered. Chris thinks I’m infertile because he couldn’t get me pregnant as easily as he thought he should. Chris is a bit a dick when it comes to things like that. If there’s a problem, in his mind it’s always the other person’s fault because he sees himself as perfect and blameless in every situation.”

“So no doctor ever verified that y’all couldn’t have kids. He just assumed that was the case?”

When I nod my agreement, Tex lets loose a long string of curses under his breath. “I can’t believe the gall of that asshole.”

“Yeah, he’s an arrogant, obnoxious asshat who thought it was a good idea to have sex with my sister. That’s why I ditched him and started hanging out with a handsome biker who is everything I always dreamed of in a man.”

“Y’all serious about wanting me, darlin’?” he asks in a husky voice filled with emotion.

“Of course. You and Levi, the whole package. To be honest, I want to have my own babies someday. I’m not quite at that point where taking care of a newborn makes sense in my life. You’re lucky to have a teen. They’re conversational and independent.”

“Is that another way of saying sassy and stubborn, cause that’s more like Levi.”

“Levi is amazing, he’s smart like his old man, whom I adore as well.”

“Yeah, I guess I’m in pretty good shape for my age.” He glances away when he says this, like he doesn’t quite believe it.

“I think you’re smoking hot. Remember, I’m the one who put myself out there by flirting with you?”

“Oh, I remember. I remember thinking y’all were a little young for me.”

I bring up my arms up around his neck. “Then we established that I’m not. Keep up with the excuses, old man because I can do this all night long.”

He gazes at me with a thoughtful expression on his face. “To be honest, I was worried that Levi might think I was trying to replace his Mama. But I’m not sure how important that is now that he’s half-grown and seems to be fond of y’all as a friend. In a few years he’ll be wanting to make his own life.”

“I really like you and your son. It would be heartbreaking to never know what could have been because of something as inconsequential as age.”

“Age is no small thing, sugar. “I’m ten years older than you.”

“That doesn’t put you quite in the same category as my father, Tex.”

“I’m not saying it does. Until now, I didn’t think I had a lot in common with a younger woman. Now I can see that I need the kindness, companionship, and love that you’re offering more than realized.”

“I know we haven’t known each other for very long, but when you put it that way, it seems like giving me a chance to prove I can be a good fit for you and Levi is the smart choice.

“I’m willing to give this a try because walking away from y’all takes more strength than I have at the moment,” he says with a smile.

“I can’t believe I used to think of you as my grumpy neighbor and you turned out to be a big ole softie.”

“This isn’t the first time someone has accused me of being grumpy. It is, however, the first time someone has called me soft.” He says the last part while shifting his hip to rub his hard cock against my stomach.

“We’re good together. Let’s just keep walking down the path and see where it leads, without putting a bunch of expectations on each other, okay?’

“Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. I’m not sure I could walk away now if I wanted to. You’re too important to me.”

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