Page 93 of Finn's Future

“The old lady thing.” I glanced down at Noah before forcing myself to look back at him. “I didn’t know if it was because you wanted me or because of Noah. Because the club expected it. Because Caleb’s gone.”

Pain flickered across Finn’s face. “Kate?—”

“I know how this looks,” I rushed on, my throat tightening. “Single mum. Dead brother’s baby. Living in your house. I didn’t want you feeling trapped into taking care of us.”

Finn went completely still. Then he cupped my face harder, forcing me to hold his gaze.

“You think this is obligation?” he asked roughly. “Baby, I would’ve walked away if it was obligation. Sent prospects. Paid for security. Done the bare minimum the club expected.”

My breath caught.

“But I couldn’t stay away from you.” His voice dropped lower, rough with emotion. “Couldn’t leave you alone. Couldn’t stop thinking about you, about him.” His eyes flicked to Noah. “Somewhere along the way, you both started feeling like mine.”

Emotion clogged my throat.

“I didn’t claim you because I had to,” he continued. “I claimed you because the thought of losing you made me feel fucking sick.”

He pressed a soft kiss to my lips, pulling back slightly, his eyes searching mine.

“I love you. I love you both so much. I’d do anything for you.”

“I love you too. I have for a long time,” I replied, leaning forward and claiming a kiss of my own.

What started off as soft and sweet soon turned hot. His free hand slipped down and cupped my backside.

It felt so good to have his hands on me again that I almost forgot where we were. Almost. I pulled back, dizzy and breathless.

“We should get him to Maria,” I said, nodding at Noah.

“Yeah, then I get you all to myself, right?”

“Right.”

“Just one question,” he said.

I turned to look at him.

“Why are Reaper and Lucy coming with us? Not that I'm being ungrateful . . .” He trailed off.

“Actually, they had booked a romantic weekend, and Lucy mentioned that we could do with some time to ourselves after what happened and with you being away, so they paid for us to go too.”

“Sounds good.”

“Okay, let’s get it over with.”

Maria was waiting for us in the room that had been set up for Noah.

I passed him off to her and saw the longing in Finn's eyes matched mine as we left the room.

I fought the urge to run back and refuse to leave him. The time that Finn had been away had started off rocky. The bikers hadn’t wanted a screaming baby at the clubhouse, and I couldn’t blame them, but I didn’t want to be left alone at Finn’s house. It wasn’t the same knowing he wasn’t coming home at night.

At the clubhouse, I’d tried to stay out of the way with Noah and stayed upstairs. But during the times we were downstairs, the grumpy looks became less and less, and some of the brothers even came and interacted with us. Even Keno, big and scary ashe looked, held Noah, and once or twice, I’d caught him pulling silly faces at him and even smiling.

It was the only reason I was able to leave him. I knew he was in the safest place he could ever be. With so many family members who would protect him with their lives, and some who may even come to love him.

Finn sensed my unease as we sat in the back of the truck. “Hey, we don’t have to go if you don’t want to. I’m happy to be back with my girl and our son.” He squeezed my hand.

“Our son?” I questioned, my eyes wide.