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“Bradley Hill is an amazing, funny, caring man who loves with his whole heart, meaning you didn’t define him by the way you treated him,” I murmur. “He is the best man I know who still calls you mama to not only your face but to everyone, including me.”

She nods as she wipes away her tears and looks out into the yard, and I look along with her, enjoying the sense of peace just as a click of a door echoes. I smile slightly, knowing it is my husband. I can feel him, but I know Kathleen is too in her head to realize he’s here.

“I used to watch him sleep,” she whispers. “Every night, after spending the evening like he didn’t exist, I used to watch him sleep and cry because I knew he didn’t deserve to be treated the way I treated him. I didn’t know how to get over the fear of losing him. I knew if I wanted to be with Bobby then I had to accept his role within the club. I had to accept him as a brother and trust that he’d keep club life from our home life. When he told me that he wouldn’t discourage Bradley from following his footsteps, that I wasn’t his biological mother, so I didn’t have a say, I kind of just shut down. I had to watch from the sidelines.”

She lets out a pained sob that breaks my heart as she chokes, “How can I change things after years of neglect? How can I earn his forgiveness and get my son back so I don’t miss out on anymore of his milestones in life?” she looks my way, “Every football game, I was there, he didn’t know it but I was, hiding in the stands, him patching into the club, I was there hiding in the back. I have always been there distantly but never emotionally, so how do I win my son back?”

My eyes tear at her pain, but my tears fall when we hear, “By being there for me now,” and Kathleen lets out a sob just as my husband walks around us, then crouches before the woman that he calls mama.

“I-I, I’m so sorry, Bradley, so sorry,” she cries, and Bradley quickly hugs his mama just as the door opens again. I lock eyes with a solemn-looking Shadow, and Brittany sniffles seeing the scene.

“You haven’t lost me, Mama, I’m still here,” Bradley whispers, and Kathleen continues to sob on her son’s shoulder.

“The pain won’t heal overnight,” I say, “But as long as you’re both willing to try, you can fix things, Kathleen.”

Kathleen nods as she pulls back and cups her son’s cheeks and chokes, “I am so proud of the man you have become, and I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Mama,” he replies, “We’ll be okay, we’ll make it, and I’m sorry I didn’t get Brit to include you on FaceTime.”

“I didn’t deserve to see it,” she chokes, and I shake my head as Bradley quickly says, “Yes, you did, you’re my mama, you are the only mama I have ever known. Whether you realize it or not, you have had a major say in my childhood, in my teenage years. You deserved to watch your son get married, and as an apology, both Scottie and I would like it if you’d plan a reception for us, but make sure the Untamed are invited.”

“Really?” she asks, her face brightening up, and Bradley grins and nods, causing her to throw herself at him, holding him tightly as she sobs, “Thank you,” and he holds her tighter while looking my way.

I swipe away the tears, and he smiles softly at me before laughing when Brit chokes, “Tank and Asher have drawn straws to see whose team you’re on. Asher won, and Tank is adamant he cheated,” and I groan, dropping my head.

“Is it too late to swap my profession?” I ask, and all four of the Hills say, “Yes,” in unison, and I huff as they laugh before a small smile laces my lips and I lock eyes with Kathleen as she pulls back, smiling at me despite her tears.

“Thank you,” she says, and I reply, “I didn’t do anything.”

She shakes her head and confirms, “You did,” then explains, “You not only brought you here, a daughter-in-law I know who will fit in, but you also brought me a grandson, and you brought my son home, so thank you.”

My bottom lip wobbles and I choke, “Anytime,” just as Bradley sits on the step below me and cups my ankle and his sister and father follow suit.

“Okay,” Kathleen breathes, “how about some childhood stories for my wonderful daughter-in-law?” and I grin wide as Bradley groans just as Felix jumps on his lap and he glares at the cat, making us laugh. Kathleen begins to explain Bradley’s dancing era, making him scowl, though I don’t miss his lips tilting and everything settles. The sense of home hits me right in the chest as I laugh along to Kathleen's stories. Instead of scowling, Bradley looks at his mama in awe at everything she witnessed, and he didn’t know.

Yeah, moving was definitely the right thing to do for Sammie and me.

Chapter 28

Thunder

I grunt as I thrust, my cock filling my wife, whose walls squeeze me tightly. She gasps against my lips as I bottom out and our eyes lock, connecting us on a fucking intimate level that has my balls tightening.

“Treasure, we have to go slowly,” I rasp against her lips when she tries to thrust up, and she chokes, “My headache is gone, Bradley, please, I need more.”

I groan, and I lift her left leg, and not able to deny my girl, I thrust hard and fast, ensuring to tilt my hips and hit her G-spot. She throws her head back and we break eye contact, and I latch onto her neck, sucking hard.

It’s our fourth round since we came to bed, the first being in the shower, her back against the tiled wall, her legs wrapped around my waist, and we haven’t stopped since.

Scottie’s breathing becomes labored as I slam into her repeatedly, trying to ignore the tightness of my balls, not willing to come before her. I quickly move a hand between us and press my thumb on her enlarged clit, pressing down on it hard, and I rub fast circles, feeling it pulse against me. I moan loudly as she soaks my thumb within seconds.

She chokes, “Bradley,” as her orgasm hits her and I bite down on her neck as her cunt squeezes me tightly as it pulses.

I thrust even quicker just before my balls explode and I come deep inside her. My rhythm breaks before I bottom out, but I make sure my cum ends up in her womb, not risking the chance of her not being pregnant even though I deep down think she is.

Scottie breathes heavily as I drop her leg and she wraps it around me. I don’t move, not that I would despite both of us being hot and sweaty. I gently suck her neck, causing her walls to flutter. I move my head and press my lips against hers, shoving my tongue inside her mouth, kissing her deeply and fuck, I want her again…

My cock twitches inside her with the need to take her repeatedly, and Scottie chuckles, “Again?” into my mouth and I grin as I press my lips against hers and murmur, “I always want you, even after just having you. I always fucking want you.”