Page 20 of Sparrow's Grace

I watched him use the apology smile aimed at my woman, the fucker, and then I watched him read the text and then saw his jaw harden.

His head jerked up, and he snapped, “Seriously? Already? Y’all fuckers don’t give the others a chance.” He shook his head, and that was when the doctor entered the room.

Thankfully, he let us know that nothing was broken and that they would be discharging her soon.

And what made my chest expand was the fact that she didn’t look again in Monroe’s direction.

Matter of fact, both of us forgot he was even in the room.

That was proven true when she said, “My truck and daddy’s bike. Crap, it probably got towed.”

That was something I had already taken care of in the texts I got after I came into her room.

“Already taken care of, Angel. The owner is a friend of the club. If you give Monroe your keys, he will see that your bike and trailer are taken to my house.”

“Your house? But why?” she asked with a confused expression on her face.

“Because, as far as anyone knows, you don’t have a place to stay. I do, however. I have a four-bedroom house that sits on ten acres of land about half an hour from the clubhouse. Got plenty of room. Already got the ol’ ladies gathering up stuff for you and the baby, and I have room for a nursery.” I let her process those words.

And when I saw a certain light enter her eyes and an uncertain smile grace her beautiful face, I finished saying what I needed to say, “Not sure everything you have gone through but figured you wouldn’t mind just taking things easy. Spread your wings however you want to. Just know that you will always have a place to land with me.”

I left out the fact that she was already mine. Didn’t want her to know that just yet. I didn’t know how it was between her and the baby’s father. The baby that also would be mine, but I didn’t want her to feel pressured into a damn thing.

And that uncertain smile, well, that turned to one of clarity, “You know I should deny everything you’re offering me. But I saw you once. When you and your club came to the clubhouse in California. You’re not technically a stranger. I chose Tennessee because your club was there, and I was floored by how y’all treat your women. In awe, in fact. But… do you really think you will be okay with having a newborn in your house?”

With her, I didn’t think about my actions, I just acted.

I took her hand and placed it over my rapidly beating heart.

So, she could not only hear my words that were coming next, but feel how much I wanted her to accept it. And when the time came, accept me.

With my other hand, I again placed my finger under her chin and tilted her head back. “Say no more, Savannah. Whatever happens. No matter what. I. Am. Here.” I accentuated every single word that came out of my mouth with a growl.

No way was she going through this thing on her own. Over my dead body.

Did I think I would ever be called daddy?

No. To be honest, I never dwelled on it.

But thinking about the little one in her belly calling me daddy?

Fuck. I vowed right then and there that if she gave me that honor, that right there was nothing I wouldn’t do for him or her and I would be the best damn father this world had ever seen.

And I wouldn’t be giving itlessonseither.

Was this all coming on too fast?

Probably.

But after I’ve seen love at first sight over and over with my brothers, I didn’t fucking question it.

I dug my heels in and prepared to tell fate to throw everything it had at me, and I knew, at the end of it all, I’d end up with Savannah in one arm and our baby in my other arm.

Chapter 5

Savannah

Sitting there, I watched as a myriad of expressions crossed his face. From uncertainty to nervousness to an all-knowing glint in his eyes.

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