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I don’t know what comes over me, but suddenly my eyes fill with tears. I do my best to keep them at bay, but my vision starts to blur. Then I feel Ghost at my back. He leans over my shoulder and whispers against my ear.

“Just saying, Holl, you got it in you to dance in the kitchen with your babies, you dance in the kitchen with your babies.”

I turn my head as he takes a step back. Our eyes connect and the pain in his forces the tears in mine to spill.

“Take it from a man who will never dance with his baby,” he rasps.

Swallowing, he glances down at Shepard, then his eyes shoot back to mine.

“Dance.”

I turn back to my boy and I let him pull me deeper inside the kitchen. His little hands tighten around mine as he starts to move me around the floor.

“Yes!” Tara cheers. Then she turns to the speaker on the counter and orders Alexa to play the song again.

I get lost in the music.

In my son.

In this beautiful moment.

“Mav! Spin Mommy.”

I lift my gaze from Shepard and look to my other boy who urges Maverick to spin me. I’m about to object, but from the corner of my eye Maverick pushes off the island and straightens. I turn to him and I’m no longer lost in the music or Shepard.

I’m lost in him.

In those soulful brown eyes.

Shepard releases my hand and steps out of the way as Maverick rounds the island. Reaching me, he extends his hand. Something flickers in his eyes and his mouth curves. I slide my hand in his and with no effort at all our bodies meld against one another.

We move.

Slow and in sync.

Like our bodies were designed for nothing more.

Maverick spins me under his arm and Theo cheers gleefully. Then he tugs me toward him, my body falls against his and he winds his other arm around my waist. Pressing me closer, he nestles one leg between both of mine and starts to sway.

Did you ever feel someone’s arms wrap around you and feel like you were home?

Suddenly, Maverick dips me, enticing more cheers from Theo. My fingers curl into his shoulder as he brings me back up. His leg slides deeper between the v of my legs and his eyes lock with mine.

Lost and found.

“Still can move with me, baby” he murmurs.

Did you ever look into someone’s eyes and know beyond a shadow of a doubt that you both were put on this earth to love one another? Did something so wrong ever feel so completely right?

Chapter Nineteen

Holly Armstrong

Four nights—that’show long my couch has been empty. He was only supposed to be gone for two days. He and the club were meeting with the New York charter and then they had business in Boston they needed to handle. Once that was settled things around here could go back to normal—or at least normal for the Satan’s Knights.

I don’t know what normal looks like for me and the kids anymore.

Over the last month I’ve gotten used to the sight of Maverick’s large body sprawled across the cushions. His kutte on the back of one of the dining room chairs and his boots on the floor by the coffee table. I’ve also gotten used to doing his laundry again. We’re on a first name basis with the Chinese food delivery guy who visits us twice a week—always after we’ve already eaten dinner. But there’s always an extra eggroll and a pint of Lo-Mein for me to take for lunch the next day so I try not to bitch too much.

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