Page 57 of Bound By Redemption
She pulled her hand out from mine and held it up, halting my words. “Not sure I want to know more about that one.”
It was my turn to kiss her. “Okay, but my point is, if the people in this club could let go of all the shit I did in my past, to put this leather on my back to prospect for them, they don’t give a shit about your baggage. They will fight for you, hands-down no questions asked. That’s what the club is. They stick together and take each other’s backs through thick and thin. Happy times and sad. That’s the family you have now, Ensley. That’s the shit I took for granted for far too long. I see it clearly, and I give you my word. There’s no need to worry about the club. They love you. They love Remy. This is a family of their choosing. We all may not be blood, but we’re even closer than it.”
She sighed loud. “You really think they’d go that far for me? I mean, Ryker helped us out a lot, but this is … so much more.”
I held her tightly. “Yeah. I do.”
“Do you really think it’s my father?” she asked, her tone holding a bit of a tremor in it. She was still scared.
“Ryker did, and since I don’t know your father well, I’d have to go with his assumption.”
She shot up onto her elbow. “He can’t have Remy, Micah. I’ll kill him before he gets his hands on her.”
Loved hearing how she’d protect our girl. “Now who’s being threatening.”
“I’m not kidding.”
I pulled her in tighter to my body. “And that right there. You protecting our little girl with everything inside of you is one of the reasons I’m laying here next to you. Fuckin’ love that about you, Ensley. So damn proud you’re my kid’s momma.”
Rolling her over, my lips connected with hers as her body felt warm under me. Her lips were so damn good, I could kiss them forever.
Bang, bangcame to the door. Fuck me. This was not the time for anyone. We finally had some time alone, and now someone was banging on the damn door.
“Remy wants to see you!” Riley yelled from the other side of the door. Loved my kid, but she could’ve given us at least twenty minutes. Hell, I’d take what I could get at this point.
My cock was rock hard, and Ensley smiled at me. “Welcome to being a father.”
She leapt off the bed and went to the door.
I laid on the bed for long moments, feeling lighter than I had in years. Getting all of that shit out felt amazing. Like I was letting it go into the universe and was now ready to move on. Move on with Ensley.
Remy ran into the room, and I sat up, willing my cock down as she jumped into my arms. As soon as she did it was like a pin deflating my dick. Thank Christ.
“What do ya say, you show me your baby book?” I asked Remy who nodded, and we spent the next hour together, the three of us looking at Remy growing up little by little.
I’d find that fucking bracelet and get it added to the book. Come hell or high water.
19
Micah
Two days had passedin a whirlwind, spending time with Ensley and Remy and then working with the brothers. Staying at the clubhouse was a challenge at times. While I loved having everyone around, something I didn’t back when I was younger, part of me wanted to lock Ensley, Remy, and I into a room so we could really get to know one another and block out the outside world.
I wanted Remy to finally know that I was her father, but it wasn’t the right time. I hoped like hell it would soon. Telling Remy she had grandparents was also weighing on me. I wanted everything to be out in the open.
Since locking us up wasn’t happening, we were making the most of our time together. Ensley laid on my chest, her hand resting lightly on my pec. With my arm around her body, I felt each breath she took.
Here in my arms, she was safe.
Lifting my head just a bit, I looked over to Remy who was laying on her tummy with her thumb in her mouth. She didn’t appear to be sucking on it. It must be a comfort thing because she was out like a light.
This father 101 on the job study was the hardest damn thing I’d ever had to learn. Which was saying something, because we had to learn a lot of shit in the Marines.
Ensley’s head moved, our eyes connecting. “You’re up early.”
I smiled and leaned down, kissing her quiet. We didn’t want to wake up Remy, after all.
She was warm and soft as the sleepiness still had ahold of her. Her lips tangled with mine in a rhythmic dance as if we’d known each other our entire lives. It was a connection like no other, and it was just from the kiss alone. Everything else we had was building on that foundation.
