Page 147 of Menace

I knew he was tired and not getting enough rest. Between guarding me and trying to keep up with Ry’s schedule he was going to crash if he didn’t slow down.

My plan was to try and convince him to allow Rider to stay with me some of the time. Maybe even do it in shifts with Asa or one of the other guys, so he could rest and focus on Ry.

So far I’ve not had any nightmares and I was thankful for it. The experience had been horrid enough, I didn’t need to keep seeing it in my dreams.

And then I heard it.

The faint sound of boots coming closer.

He walked in with the baby carrier in one hand and carrying Ry against his chest with the other.

“Hey Mama, look who has come to visit.” He said as he set the carrier down then gently handed my boy to me. He was wrapped in a blue and white finely crocheted blanket and I wondered who had made it for him.

My eyes ate him up. I swear in the time I had been in hospital he had grown. He was so beautiful, the most beautiful baby I had ever seen.

He was perfect, absolutely perfect.

From the top of his head with its black Shadow Wraiths MC beanie to the bottom of his little feet. I opened the blanket and laughed softly when I saw his onesie and that he had little black socks on his feet. The onesie was white with black writing and a skull on it. I shook my head at the words.

BEWARE, MY DADDY IS A BADASS BIKER

I pressed a kiss to his cheek.

“Hey sweet boy, look at you all dressed up like a baby biker. I’m so happy to see you. Mama loves you so, so much.’ I whispered as I held him close.

My boy instantly snuggled his head into my neck and gave the sweetest little sigh as he settled against me.

I touched a finger to his hand and his perfect little fingers clenched around mine. I had to blink away the tears as I held him.

Lucky gingerly sat down on the bed, put an arm around my shoulders and held me close.

His other hand was on Ryder’s butt, gently holding him in place.

Our boy was the image of his daddy from head to toe, except for his eyes. They were blue, exactly like mine. He had his daddy’s olive toned skin and dark hair, and obviously his size.

My boy was big, really big.

My heart was so full of love for my two boys.

So much love, unlike anything I had experienced before.

Lucky was curled around me, holding me and holding our boy. Keeping us safe in his arms.

“You sayin’ hello to your Mama, Ry? She’s the most beautiful Mama ever, yeah?” He whispered against my hair.

Ry’s blue eyes looked right into mine and my heart filled with joy. I looked up at Lucky and gave him a teary eyed smile.

“Thank you, thank you for saving our boy.” I swallowed before I continued. “When I realised I was pregnant I so badly wanted to call you but you know the decisions we made. I had to keep my word because you asked it of me. You could have denied him, instead you’ve accepted him and for that I will always, always love you.”

Looking down at me Lucky Boudreaux, badass biker, visibly relaxed and pulled me closer to his chest. He resettled us so my side nestled into him.

“I have loved him from the moment I first saw him. It was the day I came to the house, I instantly knew he was mine. I had no doubts, none at all. Even though I acted like a damned ass and insisted on a DNA test.” He sighed heavily.

“It was my fault you were found. I was so up into my own fuckin’ head I had a DNA test done and it flagged you. That’s how the fucker found you. It was my fault. I hope you can forgive me for puttin’ your lives in danger.”

He didn’t give me a chance to answer him.

He put a finger under my chin lifting my face until my eyes met his. They looked so dark they were almost black and very intense.

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