Using the Biker

“And I’ve got no choice in the matter?”

“Tell me you don’t love me as much as I love you.”

This made her pause. “You love me.”

“I don’t wear my heart on my sleeve for anyone, Jo. I knew you were trouble the moment you entered my club. I just didn’t know how much.”

“This is crazy. I can’t believe we’re even considering this.”

“Crazy or not, it’s happening. Sooner rather than later.” He stroked her stomach. “Were you going to tell me?”

“Of course. I didn’t expect you to go rummaging around in my trash though. I had hoped to have some time.”

“I’m a nosy bastard. Can’t help myself.” He kissed her head. “I’ll prove it to you.”

“What?”

“That I love you.”

She cupped his cheek, stroking her thumb across it. “You don’t have to prove anything to me.”

****

Doc had never been good with words or romance. When it came to Jo, he’d expected it all to be sex. Meaningless sex, or at least that was what he’d hoped. They were only supposed to use each other, but standing before Jo, three weeks after finding out she was pregnant, he was overjoyed as the priest announced them as man and wife.

He pulled her into his arms, and as all of his boys watched, he claimed her lips hard. The Nowhere Men MC cheered, and he heard Mandy’s whistle. She was the only bridesmaid and maid of honor. Jo hadn’t wanted a big affair, and just marrying in front of the club had been ideal for him.

Some of the club pussy weren’t happy with the way he’d been taken off the market, but knowing he was going to be a father and the feelings he had for Jo, he didn’t give a shit.

No other woman would do.

The only one he wanted was Jo, and everyone else would fall into line. He had no problems pissing others off. In fact, he rather saw it as a sport.

“You’re all mine now,” he said, tilting her head back to smile at her.

“You think that scares me?”

“Doesn’t it?”

“Not a chance. The time for being afraid was when I first met you.” She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he cupped her ass. Once again, his boys let out whistles. Jo’s face went a nice bright red as she buried her head against his chest.

“Oh, God, I can’t believe this is happening.”

“Believe it, baby.” He kissed her lips, her neck, and held her close. He wasn’t in a rush to leave. They were at the clubhouse for a reason. He wanted her all to himself. “How are you feeling?”

“A little tired, but I’ve been told that’s normal. Carrying two babies is a challenge.”

He stroked her stomach, kneeling down to touch her and kissing their babies. Her stomach wasn’t showing any real signs of being pregnant but that wouldn’t be long now.

He couldn’t wait to see her heavily pregnant with his kids. In fact, it made his balls ache just thinking about it.

“Doc, everyone is watching?”

“They all know I’ve knocked you up, babe.”

“Charming.”

“That’s me, charming all over.” He stood up, holding her in his arms. “I really do love you, you know.”

“You keep on saying that.”

He stroked a curl back from her head, and was completely hypnotized by her smile. “I mean it.”

She ran her hands over his chest. “I know you do. I love you too.”

He’d never believed in love. For a long time, he’d been cynical about a lot of married couples as he truly believed they moved too fast. To finally find the woman meant for him and to have her all to himself, he couldn’t imagine being with anyone different. She was everything, and he knew he was lucky to have her.

The priest bade them goodbye, and with Jo at his side, he watched the priest leave, before heading back to the party. He didn’t let Jo go all night, dancing with her. Even when a couple of the guys tried to take her away to dance, he wouldn’t let her go, not even with Mandy, who was trying to avoid Dale.

He didn’t know what was going on between his employee and his son, but he made a note to keep an eye on them.

“So, you now have me all to yourself, Doc, what is it you’re going to do with me?” she asked.

“Blow your mind with just how happy I’m going to make you.”

Epilogue

Seven months later

Holding onto Jo’s hands, Doc had no choice but to grit his teeth and endure the pain as his wife screamed. She pushed, and he kissed her head, holding her, hoping the little shits would come out of her soon.

If he ever had a single doubt of his feelings about this woman, he no longer did. He was fucking furious. She had kept the pain levels and the contractions to herself until he’d woken up to her whimpering.