Page 120 of My Retribution Too

“IT’S IMPOSSIBLE,” SAID PRIDE. “IT’S RISKY,” SAID EXPERIENCE. “IT’S POINTLESS,” SAID REASON. “GIVE IT A TRY,” WHISPERED THE HEART.

EPILOGUE

“Kitten, please tell me this is the last house today?”

I could hear frustration in Lock’s voice. And I had to stop from grinning like a fool. I had dragged him house hunting with me on his day off. I wanted to find a house, get settled before the baby got here. Our wedding would have to wait. I refused to walk down the aisle pregnant. I was already big as a house. I didn’t want my father to have to roll me down the aisle.

However, Lock didn’t want our baby boy to enter into this world without both of us having his last name. So, we did the same thing Anaya and Brad did, we flew down to Vegas and got married. Except we didn’t get married alone. Ayana and Brad came, Ivey and Noelle, the rest of Lock’s guys and my parents. Even Reed and Garrett came. Picture that.

I couldn’t believe I was Mrs. Lockhart Mills. I didn’t think it was in my future, that he would open up and allow me to love him. Now that he has, I couldn’t understand how I lived this long without him.

The wedding in Vegas was amazing or as amazing as Vegas could make it. Our wedding night though was in fact the best night of my life. And yes, it seems every night I spend with Lock turns out to be the best night of my life. In fact, every second I spent with this man turned out to be the best seconds of my life and I would only get better.

Let’s see what else…oh yeah Reed and Garrett.

So, Reed and I were on speaking terms. It took a lot of groveling on his part, but I finally forgave him. Both men still helped me withOperation Freedomwhen I needed it, but I didn’t ask very often. That’s because I had a police escort at my disposal any time I needed it.

Lock and his guys were amazing. They helped me in so many ways. Whenever I picked up a client from their home and they were home alone, Lock and his guys would stay in the car and make sure everything went smoothly. If there was company home with my client, Lock and the guys would become the distractions I needed. They would knock on the door, arrest the husband or boyfriend if they had a reason to, such as unpaid toll tag fees or something stupid like unpaid parking tickets. Or they would tell them they were taking a ride with them due to some case they were working on. All I needed was for them to get the men out of the house. That way I could get my client out of there and away from their attacker. If she had fresh bruises, then I felt sorry for the poor schmuck whenever Lock and his guys got to them. Either way they made sure my clients and their kids got the assistance they needed to start a new life free from their abusers.

So far, Operation Freedom was going strong. Lock and the guys didn’t mind helping out. And I didn’t mind accepting the help.

“I swear baby, this is the last one, I promise,” I told him as I glanced down at my phone, directing him to turn right into this beautiful subdivision. I guided him through the quiet neighborhood until we pulled up to this house that was simply gorgeous on the outside. The landscape was pristine. Freshly cut grass, the scrubs looked freshly cut too. And the two trees were trimmed yet full and beautiful.

“What do you think?” I looked over at him and he had this faraway look on his face. “Baby, you okay?”

He blinked a few times then glanced at me. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

“You like?”

“So far, yes. Let’s check out the inside.”

He pulled over and turned off the truck. I waited for him to walk around the front of the truck and took time out to admire my man.

Can I just say that my husband is so dang blasted sexy?

Tall, dark and oh so fine. I felt like his muscles had gotten bigger, more defined, but he said he didn’t.I don’t believe him. He still managed to frown at the world and was full of disgruntled attitude, which still made me hot. He continued to give you the rugged look, but surprisingly he cut his hair. It wasn’t long enough for me to grab anymore but that was okay. I found other things to grab like his scrumptious ass.Yum…

Lockopened my door and offered his hand to me. I placed my hand in his, basked in the tingles I still got from his touch, as he helped me out of the truck. He pulled me clear of the truck, closed the door and led me to the beautiful two-story house.

“What’s the square footage?”

“Um… I think it’s about thirty-seven hundred square feet.”

Lock raised an eyebrow and looked over at me. “Damn, what’s the price?”

“Five fifty.”

He raised both eyebrows. “That’s it?”

I nodded. “Yup that’s it. From the pictures, it looks like it has everything we need. An office and a bedroom downstairs, with its own bath. Living room looked spacious as well as the kitchen. The kitchen was upgraded with stainless steel appliances. Granite countertops and reengineered hardwood floors were installed throughout the house.”

Lock squeezed my hand and smiled down at me. “Alright, let’s check it out.”

We waited for our realtor to unlock the door and he stepped aside for us to enter. Let me tell you, the moment I stepped inside I knew this was our home. We stepped into a foyer with vaulted ceilings and a beautiful entry way chandelier that hung from the ceiling. The office was a great space, the spare bedroom was in the front of the house, which was ideal. The rest of the four bedrooms were spacious, especially the master. The bathrooms were large, walk-in closet in the master was huge. There was a game room and media room upstairs along with the three bedrooms and two baths. Downstairs was an open floorplan and outside… OMG… It was heaven.

The backyard was huge, included a pool and we still had enough yard for the kids to play. The deck was a great size, but there wasn’t an outdoor kitchen. That didn’t matter, I think my husband would handle that project quickly.

The house had a three-car garage too. I was in love. I looked over at Lock.

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