Widow's Undoing (Ruthless Sinners MC 4)

“You know, all that stuff girls do. Your face gets all red and you smile a lot. Even your voice changes,” Sean teased.

“It does not!”

“Um-hmm. It gets all soft and sweet, like you do when you’re about to fall asleep.” Sean chuckled, making it clear he was having himself a grand old time goading me with all my little idiosyncrasies. “And you’re always staring at him and stuff.”

Corry sat across from me nodding his head at everything his brother said. “Yep, there’s no way he hasn’t noticed.”

“Oh, yeah. He’s definitely noticed,” Sean snickered. “But don’t worry. He’s always staring at you, too. Y’all both have it bad.”

I’d thought I’d done a good job of hiding my feelings for Roman, but clearly, I was wrong. I’d hoped to keep this thing with him under wraps until I knew how things were going to play out, but the boys knew me too well. I knew they both liked Roman, but I wasn’t sure how they felt about us dating. “Well, since you brought it up, how do you feel about me seeing him?”

“It’s okay with me,” Sean answered without hesitation. “I like Widow.”

Corry wasn’t as quick to answer. In fact, he didn’t answer at all. He just sat in the recliner studying his phone. I waited a few moments, hoping he’d finally say something, but he remained silent. “Corry, you can tell me how you feel. It’s okay. I’ll understand if you don’t like the idea of me seeing Widow.”

“I don’t know.” He fidgeted in his chair for a moment, then said, “I know you like him and he seems nice and all, but how do you know he won’t turn out like Dad?”

It was a good question—a question he had every right to ask. After what he’d been through with his father, I understood his concern, but I didn’t have a good answer for him. So, I answered the only way I could. “I can’t really answer that. I don’t think he’s anything like your father, but I’m still getting to know him and that takes time. Right now, I really like him a lot, and I’d like to find out if I’m right about him.”

“Yeah, but he’s not like most guys, Momma.” It was hard to tell if he was worried or enamored as he said, “He’s kind of a badass. I mean, dang. You’ve seen the guy. He could totally kick Dad’s ass.”

He was right. Roman was big and strong. He was a member of a dangerous MC, and if I was being totally honest with myself, I didn’t really know him all that well. We’d never even had a real argument. I didn’t know how he fought or how he made up. We hadn’t even been on a real date, but in my heart, I knew I’d found something special in him—something I might never find again, and I simply wasn’t ready to walk away. “You remember the day he came here, and you helped him change the tire?”

“Yeah.”

“He went out of his way to help us, not once, but three times. He talked to you and took the time to teach you how to fix a flat tire. He picked you up at the park and made sure you got home safe, and just so you know, he’s never told me exactly what happened that day. He didn’t want to break your trust. All those little things will eventually grow into big things.”

“Yeah, I get it. You’re right. I just want you to be careful.”

“I will be.” I could tell by his expression he was still feeling skeptical, so I told him, “I’ll make a deal with you.”

“Okay.”

“I’ll take things slow. I’ll make sure he’s the man I think he is, and if there ever comes a time when he’s not, then I’ll reevaluate things. And you can do the same. If something comes up with him that you don’t feel good about, you tell me, and we’ll talk about it.” I got up and walked over to him, then knelt down so we were eye to eye. “I’m not going to make the same mistakes I made with your father, Corry. I’m a different person now. I’m better, I’m stronger, and I will not be with someone who isn’t good to us. All of us.”

“You promise?”

“Yes, sweetheart. I promise.” I reached over and gave him a big hug. “Everything’s going to be okay.”

“I really hope so.”

“It will. You’ll see.” I released him from my hug, then turned to Sean. “That sound okay with you?”

“Yeah.” He smiled, “I already told ya. I like Widow. And I think it’s awesome he could kick Dad’s ass.”

“He’s not going to kick your father’s ass.”

“Wish he would,” Corry grumbled. “Especially after last weekend.”

“What are you talking about? What happened?”

“Trust me.” He rolled his hazel eyes with disgust. “You don’t want to know.”