Page 66 of Her Demanding Biker
I gave it to her.
I gave her everything.
Chapter
Eleven
LOGAN "Thief" ZANE
My world was changing by the second.
I woke up with Arlys asleep next to me. Warm and smelling like she always did. Soft and sweet.
I admit, I wanted to touch her. Kiss her.
Show her that she was still the only woman I'd ever loved.
When I felt her baby move under my hand, everything changed again.
I still wanted her like a dying man wants his next breath, but now it was more.
Arlys was pregnant.
Whatever her husband had done to make her want him to be an ex?
I was fucking thankful for his mistakes.
I didn't know the whole story about why she left him, but that wasn't important at the moment.
I had to get her to give me a chance.
Even if it was a temporary one.
My mom had once said something that I'd thought was kind of crazy.
She liked to say things she saw as life lessons, but it had to have an animal in it.
It probably explained why she read me Aesop's Fables like it was going out of style.
One of her old adages came up in my head as I was trying to figure out a way to get my big, booted foot into the door.
She'd tell me about how to boil a frog.
Yeah, it made me want to throw up when I was a kid. I focused on that poor damn frog more than the lesson behind it. But I was a kid.
What the fuck did I know?
She said if you tried to boil a frog in water that was already heated up, he'd just jump out.
I thought that meant that the frog had some good sense and the person that tried to put him in the water was a complete asshole.
Something I didn't bother to tell my mom 'cause she would have made me clean my mouth out with soap.
But she said if you put the frog in regular water and slowly heat it up, he'd end up boiled to death before he realized what was happening.
Why hadn't I seen it before?
Maybe because Arlys was so damn sweet and loving.
