After she healed, he had been so paranoid to let her out of his sight. It had taken a lot of reassuring that she didn’t plan on getting shot any time soon and that she still needed her space, but he had backed down, a little. Of course, three months really hadn’t been a long time, but she realized she was sick of going slow in her life. She wanted Leo, and he wanted her. After that, things just flowed.
In fact, after everything settled, Sugar had come to her and apologized for the way she treated her. Tatum had been a little taken aback by the sincerity in the other woman’s words and demeanor, but life was too short for her to hold a grudge. The women were far from best friends, but there was definitely respect between them, and that was good enough for Tatum.
Tatum hadn’t realized Leo was home until he pushed their bedroom door open and leaned against the frame. It hadn’t taken much convincing on her part that she didn’t want to live in his apartment below the club. The very next day, they had gone house hunting.
“Hey, baby.” His smile spread slowly across his face as he let his eyes linger up and down her body. Even with her being nine-months pregnant, he still had fire starting in her belly. “Did I tell you today that you look beautiful?” He sauntered in the room and moved behind her. Arms wrapped around her stomach, he laid a light kiss on the side of her neck.
“Yes, but I don’t see how you can think that when it looks like I’m a balloon ready to pop.” He had her turned around and kissed her senseless in the next second.
“I love that my son grows inside you. You’re providing for him and making him strong and healthy.” He placed his hand on her belly, and Charlie chose that moment to kick. Leo grinned broadly and beamed like a proud father.
“Things are exactly the way they should be.” Backing toward the bed, she giggled when he used his body to push her down. “You look so good that maybe I’ll just keep you pregnant and barefoot.” His grin was playful, and she glowered at him.
Despite the fact that she wanted to call him a damn liar, Tatum knew he was being honest. He told her daily how much he loved her and how beautiful her body was. Leo lavished her with affection every minute of every day. Living a life that had been filled with only hate and sorrow, it had taken Tatum some getting used to.
Leo moved over her and kissed her soundly on the mouth. He always had a way of making her forget her horrid past, and for that, she loved him even more. Her life had been filled with everything except happiness, but being here with Leo ensured she would never feel worthless again.
Her life had been handed a bunch of sour-ass lemons, and now she intended to make some kick-ass fucking lemonade.The end.