Page 7 of Paradox
“Gage, I’m glad, don’t get me wrong, but… what does it mean for the MC? I’ve heard the guys talking, so I know they love the money from the runs.”
“We already voted on it, babe. Everyone’s all for the change.”
“Wow. And… the rest?”
He takes a deep breath, running his fingers through his hair. “Hopefully going clean will put an end to ‘the rest.’ I’d love nothing more than to not have to spill another man’s blood, except when it comes to my family. You… my babies.” He traces a slow circle on my belly. “For you, for them, I’d kill God himself if I could.”
I cup his cheek, stroking it with my thumb. “I know.”
He moves my hand from his face, kissing my fingers.
“This is good.” I nod, smiling up at him. It means no more transports where he’s gone for days at a time. “Who’s going to run it? You better get the recipe for my strawberry cheese pastries.”
He laughs, throwing his head back. I’ve always liked them, but I’ve been devouring boxes full since I’ve been pregnant.
“Emily, and I already secured it, babe.”
“Good. See? Amazing husband.”
“Yeah. You threatened to Lorena Bobbitt my ass once, so I didn’t want you to saw my dick off with a dull blade in a fit of pregnancy hormones.”
“That was if you ever cheated on me.” I smack his arm. “And I haven’t been that bad!”
“Of course not, doll.” His patronizing voice makes me want to find that dull blade. Apparently, the thought is conveyed in my expression because he leans forward and plants a kiss on my lips. “You know I love you.”
“Yeah, yeah.”
“Blame it on the lack of pussy. You’re really gonna hate me when I can finally get back inside you.”
“I’m blaming it on you being a gigantic dick.”
“I think you mean ‘having’ instead of ‘being,’ baby doll.”
I laugh, reminded of one of the many reasons I love this man—his sense of humor.
“Am I forgiven?”
“Always.” I cup his cheek. As I stare into his blue eyes, everything melts away.God, I love him.
Turning his head, he presses his lips to my palm.
“What about Krueger?”
He takes a deep breath, expelling it through his mouth. Usually he doesn’t tell me about club business, but if he takes Krueger up on his offer to back him for national president, it affects our family.
“Haven’t figured that out yet. I brought it to the table, and they’ll support me if I turn him down. I don’t know how much longer I can hold him off, though. He’s getting antsy.”
“You’ll work it out. Whatever you decide, I got your back.”
He smiles, leaning in to press his lips to my forehead. “I know. That’s why you’re mine.” He kisses me again, whispering against my skin. “That’s why you’ll always be mine.”
I close my eyes, letting his words soak into my soul. There’s no way I’d want to belong to anyone else.
“I’m gonna go talk to Emily. I’ll be back in a bit.”
“’Kay. I think I’ll take a nap. Hurry back so we can snuggle up next to you.”
The only reason we came to the clubhouse was to drop off the crib we bought for our room here, but I don’t think I can move for a while.
