Page 98 of Preacher

I’d known from the start that Tabitha was going to change my life. I just had no idea how much. She was my missing piece, and now that I had her, I wasn’t letting her go. “My woman knows how to get to me. No doubt about that.”

My words seemed to stir something in her as she reached for my cut and eased it down my shoulders, laying it across the foot of the bed. When my hands dropped to my belt buckle, she bit her bottom lip as she lowered her dress to the floor, revealing that she was wearing nothing underneath.

Fuck.

The woman kept me on my toes, and I couldn’t get enough of it.

My fingertips roamed over her bare skin, only stopping when I reached her breasts. A low growl rumbled in my throat as I lowered my head to her breast, flicking my tongue across her sensitive flesh. Her breath quickened as I moved to her other breast, and she gasped as I continued teasing and tormenting her with my mouth.

Unable to wait a moment longer, I lifted her into my arms and carried her over to the bed, carefully lowering her down onto the mattress. She looked so damn perfect sprawled out on the bed, every inch of her was mine, and I intended to cherish her in ways she couldn’t begin to imagine.

Her eyes locked on mine as I stood before her and slowly removed my clothes. My entire body was on fire, burning to touch her, to taste her, and seeing the way she was writhing on the bed with anticipation only made my hunger for her more intense. I lowered myself onto the bed, and goosebumps prickled against her skin as I settled my head between her legs.

With my beard tickling her inner thigh, I whispered, “My one and only.”

I spent the rest of the night making love to her, and when I finally collapsed on the bed next to her, I felt a sense of peace I’d never felt before. I had it all. My son and a possible grandkid on the way, my club, and my woman. A man couldn’t ask for more than that.

EPILOGUE

“He’s beautiful, isn’t he?”

“Yeah, he’s a beaut.” Tabitha stood by the gate and watched as the new foal darted around his mother. He was brown as old leather with a white diamond right in the center of his forehead. “He’s got some fire in him. That’s for sure.”

“Just like his momma.” She smiled as she watched him gallop by. “He’s going to be a handful. No doubt about that.”

“You talking about the horse or me?”

She laughed. “Yes.”

Memphis was leaned up against the fence with Antonia standing next to him, and Seven and Tallie were close with Ford perched between them. The foal came a little closer, and Ford gripped the rail tighter as he leaned forward and tried to reach out and touch him. “He’s so fast.”

“And stubborn, too,” Tabitha chuckled. “We’ve been trying to come up with a name but haven’t been able to come up with anything yet. Do you have any suggestions?”

Ford thought for a second, then replied, “Don’t they usually have weird names like Farfenugen Sasquatch?”

“I don’t know if they’re that weird, buddy,” Seven answered. “But yeah, some of them have some odd names. Not sure this little fella looks like a Farfenugen, though.”

“Me neither. I was just asking.” Ford looked back to the foal and then over to Tallie. “What about Star Light or Magnum Flare?”

“I like both of those. I already have a Magnum, but Star Light is a real possibility.” Tabitha gave me a nudge. “What do you think?”

“I like it a lot better than Whiskey Runs and any of those other names you’ve been tossing out.”

“Hey, they weren’t all bad.”

“They weren’t good either.”

“Okay, Star Light it is.”

Grim and Luna walked up with several of the other club kids, and they were all squeals and gasps when Harlan brought out Pearl and Magnum for them to ride. Seven chuckled as he scoffed, “And just like that, Star Light is all but forgotten.”

“They’re here for the rides,” I said. “Foal’s just the warm-up act.”

“Can I ride next?” Ford asked excitedly.

“Yeah, buddy. We’ll get you on up there,” Seven answered. “You just gotta wait your turn.”

I stood back and watched as the brothers gathered around and started helping the kids take turns riding. It was a sight to see—one that was good for an old man’s heart.

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