Wonderfully Wrecked (Reckless Bastards MC 4)

She sucked in a breath, wide green eyes staring at me like I landed from another planet. “Lasso, don’t. I don’t need false promises.”

“You know me better than that,” I told her in a firm voice that held none of the anger I felt at her words. “You’re already my wife and the mother of my child. Why would I lie now?”

“The baby,” she said sadly.

“The baby is mine, too, whether you want to be with me or not. I’m talking about you. Us. I want this us to be permanent. You and me and the baby. Together.”

“That’s a tall order, cowboy.”

“I’m a tall man, babe.” She grinned. “Seriously, I don’t know how else to tell you. I wish I had some pretty words to match your pretty face but all I have is me and the love I have for you in my heart. We’ve been through a lot in a really short time, more than most couples will go through in a lifetime and we’re still here. Still wanting each other. Right?”

I hoped to hell that I hadn’t misread all the signs that ran through my head in the ambulance ride to the hospital.

She nodded but Rocky was quiet. Too quiet.

“I love you Rocky. I know we got married for noble—but wrong—reasons. But now that you and the baby are safe, it’s time to talk about us. I want us to stay married and raise that kid together, maybe even have a few more if you haven’t created a craft store empire by then.” I pressed a kiss to each of her palms and placed them over my chest. “That’s what I want Rocky. You. Us. Everything.”

“Okay,” she said and swallowed nervously.

She should be nervous because what I had planned for her was a full onslaught of irresistible.

“You’ll stay with me when they discharge you from here. You’re free to stay in our room or the guest room. That should give you some time to take it easy and think about what you want from me, and from you. When you figure out what you want, or don’t want, I’ll be here.”

She stared at me for a long time and I wondered what her green eyes saw, what she was taking in as she looked at my face. “You’re really something Lasso, you know that?”

“Plenty of things are somethin’ sweetheart.”

She rolled her eyes and reached around my neck to pull me close.

“Something kind of special,” she whispered against my mouth and then her lips were on mine. The kiss was slow and steady, both of us afraid that too much too soon would hurt her. I let her lead the kiss because she needed to and because nothing on God’s green earth was better than Rocky writhing on me and moaning into my mouth.

“Thank you, Lasso. For understanding.”

“No thanks necessary, sweetheart. I just need you to give us two things. Time and a real shot.”

“See? Special,” she said. “I can do that.”

Then she kissed me again, this time she put all the words she wasn’t ready to say to me yet into it.

That kiss, I knew, was the start of something special.

No, something better than special.

Epilogue

Rocky ~ One Month Later

“Let me put that in your car for you.” Moon was kind enough to let me spend the afternoon painting on the patio that connected her store to her backyard while she took care of inventory.

“I can handle it, Moon. You have plenty to keep you busy.” She was a single mom with a sick child and she ran her own business. The last thing Moon needed was someone else to take care of. “Besides I still have to finish this sketch. My muse is starting to get restless.”

“It’s vewy hawd do sthay wike dis.” Moon’s adorable son Beau held his pose admirably even as he tried to talk around a protruding tongue.

“I told you to pick a pose you could hold for a long time.” But like the burgeoning man he was, Beau did it anyway.

“Mom can I have a snack?”

“What’s the rule?”