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“What’s the catch?” I flipped through the pages.

“I want to forget about the restraining order. We let it go and agree that we don’t agree about what happened when you threatened us.”

“I didn’t threaten you.”

“I felt threatened, but I understand in a way, so did you. I’m sorry I pushed for more between Henri and Lili at your expense. I’m sorry that our hatred for each other has turned so toxic. I don’t want to do this anymore. I’m tired of hating you. I’m tired of being sick with worry when she’s with you, but I don’t know how to let go.”

Fuck. I lifted my gaze. I never meant to hurt her. I didn’t want to fight either, but I wasn’t giving up on my kid the way I gave up on us. “Lili is mine, too.” I loved her. I wanted to be the hero in her stories, and I didn’t mean to be the villain in Natalie’s. But sometimes, you had to accept that you were. The past was on me.

Henri rested his hand on the back of her chair. “Once the divorce is final, we’re getting married.”

“Congratulations,” I said. “Until I get my own place, I won’t take her for overnight visits.” I skimmed the document to make sure nothing had changed from what I remembered. “On my weeks, I’ll pick her up from school and keep her for a couple hours before I bring her home.”

Natalie’s eyes widened. “Where are you going to take her? The MC?”

“I’ll do homework with her, feed her dinner, and do dad stuff. I’m not going to ask you to itemize what you do with her during your weeks. Leave me to parent her on mine.”

Henri spoke quietly to Natalie. “It won’t be for long.”

I lifted my gaze to Henri. “It’ll be until she’s eighteen. And when she’s an adult, I’m still going to be around.”

Natalie pushed away from the table and stood. “He just means it won’t be long before you get your own place. It won’t, right?”

I grabbed the papers. “You’ve kept me from her for a month. I want every day this week. And since I’m not keeping her overnight, until I get a place, you won’t need a visit night during my week. You’ll see her every night anyway.”

Natalie glanced at Henri, and he nodded.

“I’m trusting you,” she said. “Don’t screw this up the way you screwed up our marriage. When will you turn in the divorce papers?”

“Tomorrow. Give Lili back her phone. We both need to be able to reach her. And don’t tell her about the bike. Let me have this surprise. I think I’ve earned it.”

After I said goodnight to Lili, I climbed into the hearse and headed back to the MC. I felt fucking incredible with divorce papers in my pocket giving me joint custody of my kid. Now, I wanted balls deep in my old lady.

The MC was quiet for a Monday night. I hung the hearse keys in the office, went to my room and freshened up. I was half-hard by the time I climbed onto my ride. Fuck yeah, this was a good night. And getting better as I rode up Jaymi’s driveway, opened the garage with the keypad, and parked next to her car. I tugged off my gloves, grabbed the spare house key from the hook—I’d put it back when I left in the morning—and let myself into the house.

Jaymi came around the corner. “Brett?”

I didn’t give her a chance to say anything else. I cradled her jaw, lowered my head, and plundered her mouth. A low growl rolled from my chest as I thrust my tongue into her mouth. She tasted so fucking good. Her body pressed against mine, her hands were on my chest, and a whimper slipped from her lips.

My fingers tangled in her hair. I backed her against the wall and ground my dick against her. “Baby, I need to feel your pussy squeeze my cock.” I rocked my erection against her. “I’m hard as fuck.”

I slid my hand into the front of her leggings, split her soaked folds, and shoved two fingers inside her. Her head thumped against the wall. “Oh god.” She gripped my shoulders.

“I need inside you.” I ripped my fingers from her pussy and stared into her eyes as I tucked my thumb into the edge of her leggings.

“Wait.” She grabbed my hand.

“Can’t wait.” I shifted her palm to my groin. “Right here. Right now.”

“Listen.” She pressed her hand against my cock. “I can’t think with you kissing me. I didn’t think you’d be here tonight.”

“Fuck,” I hissed. “I’m ready to nut. I won’t last. Suck me off.” Then I’d spend the night inside her. I just needed to come once to take the edge off. “Baby, you smell good.” I nuzzled against her neck, touching my tongue to her heated flesh.

“Brett,” she whispered as she gripped my cock. “We can’t.”

“Hi,” a feminine voice said behind me. “I’m Holly. You must be Brett.”

Jaymi