King (Sydney Storm MC 7)

Robbie nodded enthusiastically as he sat across from his sister. “It’ll be fun!”

Fuck, I couldn’t say no. Not when it lit him up like this. “I’ll grab the stuff for tacos in the morning while I’m out.”

“Don’t forget Grandma’s coming for dinner tomorrow night, too,” Zara said, that grin still in place. She also knew I’d reached my limit of Hannah time this week after spending almost a full day with her fixing her car and doing some other odd jobs around her house.

“Smartass,” I mouthed at her while Robbie had his head down. Then, out loud, I gave it back to her. “Don’t forget you said you wanted to play Battleship with Robbie tonight.”

Her eyes widened, but before she could say anything, Robbie’s head snapped up and he said excitedly, “This is the best night of my life!”

Lily’s arm slid around my waist as she stood next to me. “Wow,” she murmured, “You’ve got the kids all sorted and happy by the looks of it.”

I stretched my arm across her shoulders. “Yeah. Zara’s made Robbie’s night by agreeing to play games with him for hours.”

Zara hit me with a dirty look before shaking her head and getting back to the game.

“I’m playing, too,” Skylar said, joining them on the floor.

“Don’t wait up for us,” I said to her.

She looked at me. “Breakfast is at seven in the morning. I’m making pancakes and waffles. And I’m waking your ass up if you’re still sleeping. You promised to come with me to help me get a good deal on new tyres.”

“Fuck,” I grumbled. My plan had been to get the kids to all their activities they had on tomorrow morning before coming home to fuck Lily. “I can’t in the morning. We’ll go in the afternoon.”

“No, I’m busy all day tomorrow. The only time I have is first thing.”

Lily squeezed me and said to Skylar, “He’ll do it in the morning.” Then to me, she said, “We need to leave or we’re going to miss our reservation.”

Once I had her out of the house, I reached for her and said, “Change of plans. We’re skipping dinner and—”

“No, you are not changing our plans, King. I’ve been looking forward to dinner at that restaurant all week.”

Wrapping my hand around her throat, I growled, “And I’ve been looking forward to burying my dick inside you for fucking days, so I’ve changed the reservation for later and booked us a hotel room. If that pisses you off, feel free to take it out on my body, but there’s no fucking way I’m waiting to strip you and fuck you.” When she looked like she was going to argue with me, I added, “I warned you about wearing that dress. You chose to wear it.”

“Fine,” she said with the kind of attitude that made me want to slam inside her right fucking now. “But there will be dinner later and you will be sitting through two desserts with me. I checked out their menu and I can’t choose between lemon meringue and cheesecake, so I’m having both. If you get to change our plans, I get to have two lots of dessert. And you also have to walk along the river with me after dinner. Oh, and when we get home, I really want you to watch Lucifer with me.”

Taking my time at dinner was not something I was good at, and walking anywhere was not something I enjoyed. And I fucking hated that TV show. I did my best to avoid doing any of those things, but hell, it turned out loving Lily meant I was doing shit all over the place I’d rather not do.

“Get on the back of my bike before I bend you over it and make your ass red,” I rasped.

Christ, this woman held my fucking heart in her hands and she had no idea how much power she had over it. No f

ucking idea at all. I loved her like I’d never loved anyone and I’d go to my grave trying to make her happy. Even if that meant eating two fucking desserts, watching a show I couldn’t stand, and walking along a fucking river.

Four Years After Wedding #1

King

I took one last drag on my smoke and then stubbed it out as I contemplated the fact I had to head down to Melbourne again. In the last month, I’d been away from home nineteen days. Days I didn’t want to be away from Lily and the kids. The only thing that put my mind at ease was that she’d finally stopped working and could rest. Her nausea and vomiting had eased, however her energy levels hadn’t picked up much. I didn’t like leaving her like this.

“I thought you said you’d try to quit from today.”

I turned at the sound of Lily’s voice. She exited the house to join me out on the back deck. I took note of the tone in her voice and her body language; she was in a mood and coming my way with the look of a woman ready for an argument.

Fuck.

After a long hard day handling club business, I knew I didn’t have the patience to deal with her pregnancy hormones tonight, especially if this was her choice of argument. She’d been on my case about giving up smoking for a couple of months. It was the last thing I wanted to think about right now.

Ignoring what she said, I asked, “Are the kids down?”