Renny (The Henchmen MC 6)

"Marriage is stupid," she declared, her voice edgy.

"Alright," I said, nodding, trying to not smile.

Cold feet.

She was having fucking cold feet.

It was so unlike her that I wanted to laugh.

"Seriously. I mean... look at your parents. Look at mine. What are we thinking? If there are ever two people who could royally screw this kind of thing up, it's us. We had literally no good examples of happy and successful marriages growing up."

That wasn't untrue.

I exhaled slowly and walked over to her, kneeling down in front of her little wooden seat and putting my hands on her knees. "True, but that doesn't mean we don't have good examples to look to. For fuck's sake- we have Reign and Summer and Cash and Lo and Wolf and Janie and Repo and Maze and Duke and Penny and, if we want to dig a little deeper, there is Breaker and Alex and Shooter and Amelia and Paine and Elsie. We're fucking surrounded with successful and happy marriages, Mina."

"Sure, but if there are ever two people to break a perfect track record..."

"Mina," I said, waiting for a long second before her perfect fucking hazel eyes landed on mine. Then I felt my smile tease up a little. "You know what the problem is?"

Her brows drew together slightly at that as she shook her head. "No."

"See the girls club whisked you away last night and never brought you back..." I paused there, fingers sliding up her thighs. "Neither of us got to have breakfast," I added with a wicked smile and I started moving apart the ends of her short silk robe, watching as her eyes went a little heated. "I've been a little edgy this morning too. Figure maybe it's because I'm hungry," I added, pulling the sash and the entire thing parted to the sides. "Fucking famished actually."

"You know," she said, her breathing getting heavier as I leaned down and started to kiss up her thigh. "I think you're right. That must be it. We should... oh my God," she groaned as my mouth sucked in her clit through her pretty little silky white panties that I knew were supposed to be a surprise for me later.

I reached up, snagging the sides of the waist as I backed up slightly, pulling the material down her thighs and legs then off her feet. Her hands reached out, deftly untying the mother effing tie and making it so I could finally breathe again, before her hands started in on the buttons to my shirt.

"You know," she said as she pushed my shirt and jacket off my shoulders, "I think we're supposed to wait until after we're married to consummate it."

I laughed, unfastening my pants and pulling her down onto my lap, reaching between us to line my cock up with her hot, wet pussy. "Fuck that. I want you at that alter with my come still inside you," I declared, pulling her hips down so my cock slid in her tight pussy. "It can be our little secret," I added as she started to ride me, slow and sweet at first, but ending hard and rough and frantic, fucking up her hair and makeup and making it so there was no way the girls weren't going to know exactly what I did to calm her down when they came back in to finish getting her ready.

"See you down there, right?" I asked as she tied her sash back into place, her face post-fuck rosy, her entire body more lax than it had been twenty minutes before.

"Wouldn't want to be anywhere else," she said with such confidence that I knew that, among other places, I had warmed up her cold feet.

As I walked back down the hall to my room, I was a fuckuva lot calmer too. And when Shoot retied my tie for the sixth time, I knew without a doubt that we weren't going to be the exception to the rule.

We weren't doomed to repeat our parents' mistakes.

We weren't somehow unlovable because we had never been loved.

And there was no one, fucking no one in the world who could love Mina better than I could.

And, I was pretty fucking sure, no one would ever even want to love me the way she did.

We were going to be fine.Mina- 4 years"Blank slate," Renny declared, climbing into the bed with me, pulling back the blanket from her little pink face.

"I still can't decide if that is a good thing or not," I admitted, knowing it wasn't what you were supposed to say while holding your baby right after it got cleaned up, but preferring to be honest.

I had gotten the implant out of my arm almost two years before I got pregnant. It was due to come out and I just... never got it replaced. We were in a committed relationship and we figured whatever happened, happened. We weren't going to plan it, but if it happened, we would welcome it.