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“You’re telling me. I’m the lucky fuck that gets to keep that woman forever, and I will tell you this, she’s going to be a great fucking mother.”

“I realize that now. Thanks for knocking me upside my thick head, by the way.”

I take a quick moment to think back on our conversation a few hours ago. Kingston about ripped my head off when I opened the conversation with, ‘you better get the fuck over it, because she is mine and I don’t like seeing what’s mine so damn upset.’ I saw my life flash before my eyes; he was ready to fight.

I think the only reason he stopped himself from starting a fight was because of Shayla, he kept his cool so he could keep her. Kingston knew that if he hit me, he risked losing Shayla. Our love is the number one priority in her life; our relationship comes above all, same as it does for me. I’m her every breath in just as much as she is my every breath out, the beat in my heart skipping the same beats as hers, my soul that aches to be hers while hers begs to be mine, we are one—we are always.

“That’s what I’m here for, brother. But make it right with Shayla, she needs to hear that from you.”

“I know, tomorrow I’m taking her to see Dad and we’re gonna talk about it. I want her to feel safe with me.”

“I know you think we’re still too young but, Kings, I have never wanted anything more than a family with Shayla. Fuck, I don’t just want it, I need it.”

“I know, man, I hope one day I can be lucky enough.” I don’t miss the way his sad eyes drift to Lana beside me.

“It will.” I honestly know Lana will come around, she has to. The big bastard wouldn’t stop until she did anyway, so she might as well give in.

“Yeah. Thank fuck we’re close, my ass is fucking tired. Is Kathy asleep? Or is she going to wait up?” he asks, changing the subject.

“I know my mom, she’ll be waiting.” He laughs, as do I.

Sure enough, we pull into the drive just thirty minutes later and the light in the living room is on.

Jumping out, I round the truck to the backseat on Shayla’s side. Opening the door, I’m met with her heavy green eyes, narrowed as she yawns, looking so damn cute in my shirt.

“Hey, baby, you sleep okay?”

Nodding her head, she rubs at her eyes. “I’m exhausted, what time is it?”

“Just after midnight, let’s get upstairs and get to bed.”

“Wait, we’re going to bed?” Lana asks beside me, standing in front of Kingston.

“Yes, why?” Her sleepy face breaks out in a goofy, lopsided grin.

“Because the four of us are together with no work or school.” She giggles and Kingston pulls her into him tighter, banding his arm around her waist.

“School? What’re you talking about, baby?” he asks the question we’re all wondering as we stare at Lana.

“Tonight was shit, and I remember many late night movie sessions, all we could eat treats, and lots of laughs. I say we end this night like we used to always end our shitty nights. Together.”

“Gosh, I love you.” Shayla speaks first, turning into me, wrapping her arms around my waist, all while keeping her eyes locked on Lana.

“Baby, are you too tired?” I ask, hearing the front door open, signaling Kathy.

“Not too tired to spend time with you guys.” Her doe eyes meet mine and I see the desperation in them. Say what she wants, I can see it now that she’s still shaken up about the attack. No way in hell will I deny her now.

“Come on, dude, this is the first real movie night with the girls as ours, like I get to possibly get some boob action with my cuddles!” Kingston says next to us and we all stare at him, Lana breaking from his grip and slapping his chest.

“Watch yourself, Donovan, I won’t let you touch shit if you keep up that cocky attitude.” We all laugh before the familiar sound of footsteps on gravel catches our attention.

“You know you like it, baby,” he mocks, pulling her back in and shoving his face right into her neck, growling. Such a smug dipshit, I can’t believe he gets away with it.

“Like what?” Kathy says, approaching us. We all laugh and Lana finally breaks free from Kingston while my little woman stays wrapped around me. I don’t tell her what he said; I don’t need to traumatize her with Kingston’s perverted comments.

“Nothing, Mom, and you should be in bed, you didn’t need to wait for us.” Shayla leaves my side and my body goes cold, losing her heat. Come back.

“Hey, Mom.” I watch them exchange a hug, and I swear some girly ass shit happens in my chest. I swear I couldn’t control my emotions before I found out about our babies, but now I am a fucking chump, I will never be able to keep my emotions in check if she doesn’t stop fucking owning my heart.

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