Tabitha laughed. “She won’t stay like that. You love your sister, don’t you?”
“Yeah, I’m going to protect her. I promised her I would.”
Tabitha kissed his cheek before standing up. “You’re sure you don’t mind taking them?”
“I’ve seen many patched-in nights. It’s a cause for celebration. Even if you’re family, you’re now part of a bigger one. I’m so proud of you.” Lexie kissed Simon’s cheek. “So, so proud of you.”
Simon went bright red. “Okay, I get it, Mom, I get it.”
“I love it when he’s so embarrassed.”
Laughing along with her mother-in-law, she helped to get Nathan and Skye into the car. She stood watching as the car pulled out of the parking lot.
“It is going to be fine,” Simon said, coming up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist.
She spun in his arms. “I know. It’s the first time. I can’t help but be worried.”
“Mom has had a lot of practice with everything.”
Tabitha laughed. “Oh, really?”
“Hell, yeah.” He kissed her hard. “Just like I intend to get you into a lot of practice.”
“Is that your way of saying you’re going to knock me up every single chance you get?”
He ran his hands down to her ass and she moaned. She loved it whenever he touched her. She couldn’t get enough of him.
“Haven’t you noticed I’ve already been trying to do that? I want you all the damn time, baby.” He slammed his lips down on hers and she melted against him, kissing him back. “I don’t think I want to stay and enjoy the party.”
“Then let’s make our escape now,” she said. She was more than happy to cut the party short, go back to their place, fuck, and make love in every single room of their house.
“Wait.”
She groaned.
“No, don’t go all sad on me just yet. Hear me out.” He held his hand up. “I’ve got something I want to give you.” He kissed her on the lips and jogged into the Chaos Bleeds’ clubhouse. She waited as seconds later, he came out. In his hands was a folded leather cut. “I got this for you.”
She took the leather cut and smiled. “This is for me?”
It had a property of the Chaos Bleeds MC attached on the back followed by Simon’s name.
Simon’s woman.
Underneath his name were the words always and forever. Their promise to each other. They’d never been with anyone else. They were loyal to one another.
As she lifted her gaze, there were tears in her eyes.
“Don’t cry.”
“These are happy tears.” She threw her arms around him, knowing she’d made the right choice. Simon was her soul mate. The love of her life, and she was never going to forget it.
****
Two months later
Simon didn’t like this.
He heard the screams. With his cell phone against his ear, he listened to Devil.
“I’ve got to do something. He’s killing her.” The woman whose daughter had phoned finally decided to reach out to the Billionaires. They’d extracted her and her little kid a week ago. Simon had been there to help. The little girl was way too thin and looked like she was constantly afraid. It tore at his heart to see.
The little girl had sent a distress call and seeing as he was in the neighborhood where they’d placed them in a safe apartment, he’d offered to drop by. He’d noticed the husband’s car parked out front. So he didn’t arrive and spook the husband, he’d snuck into the bedroom window. The little girl lay in the corner, curled up in a ball. Tears streamed down her face and he saw the bruise on her cheek. Her clothing was torn, and there was blood on her hands.
Crawling toward her, he put the cell phone down on the floor.
“Hey, sweetheart, do you remember me?” he asked.
The little girl nodded. “You’re a hero.”
He smiled. “Do you know how long that has been going on for?”
She shook her head. “I … I was naughty. I dropped my glass and it smashed. He made me pick it up.”
This girl was younger than Nathan but she spoke so perfectly. There was a young edge to her voice, but he also heard the nerves. Her hands shook. That son of a bitch had cut the girl’s hands.
“And he hit me.” Her chin wobbled.
“I’m here now. He’s not going to hit you.”
“He’s going to kill me,” she said, sniffling.
“My dad is on the phone. Can I talk to him? You okay with that?” he asked.
Another scream ran through the apartment, along with cries for him to stop.
He couldn’t even get the girl to cover her ears in case there was glass in her palms. Then he remembered he’d purchased Nathan a music pod with headphones. They were earbuds, and Nathan had wanted to play in the park, and he hadn’t taken it out of his jacket. Quickly pulling them out, he held them up for her to see. “You want to listen to some music?” His son liked classics as well as some rock.