Surviving His Scars (Angels Halo MC Next Gen 4)

Gian sat in the recliner chair beside my bed, both babies in his arms. My fears had been for nothing because we had two perfect little girls, and Mom had already come to tell me and show me all the pictures of Mila’s sons. Isaac and Ian were already wrapping themselves around all the grandparents’ hearts, but I’d yet to let anyone in to see my girls other than my mom, dad, and Maverick.

I wanted Mila to have a chance to see her nieces before the masses overtook us.

“Gia and Lilli are the best babies in the world,” Gian cooed down at them, his voice soft and quiet, holding our girls in complete awe of their amazing father. “Yes.

My little angels are perfect, aren’t you?”

A shot of pure happiness pierced my heart, and I couldn’t hold back the gasp that left me at the sensation.

Gian snapped up his head to look at me, eyes dark with concern. “Are you okay, precious?”

“I love you,” I told him. “I love our little family and our life.”

His smile transformed his entire face, and I fell for him all over again. “Me too, precious girl. Me fucking too.”