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Epilogue
Emilee ~ Seven years later
I waved good-bye to my three sweeties in Storm’s SUV as he drove it off the compound. It was his day to shuttle his kids and mine to school. I loved Wednesdays for that very reason.
My morning was free until eleven thirty, when I needed to leave to pick up Dezi from preschool. She was our youngest child and our last. After our second child, Demi, was born, we’d had our hands full with a newborn and an active thirteen-month-old.
Then a couple of months after Demi turned one, I peed on a stick, and Dezi arrived eight months later. By the third kid, we’d stuck with D-names. Dante, Demi, and Dezi, short for Desirae, were terrific kids.
Having three kids in four years had been a major undertaking, one Danny and I embraced wholeheartedly. We adored being parents, loved our children to the moon and back. But we couldn’t have done it without the help of our MC family.
I sensed him exit the clubhouse before I saw him approach the house.
“All clear, Em?”
I held back a smile. “All clear for what?” The sound of his boots crunching on the gravel made my heart rate kick up a notch.
“Don’t tease me, Em. I need my wife.”
A shiver of excitement speared down my spine. Over the past month, the flu had made its way through all the kids in the club. Our three were the last to get it. Danny and I had been running ragged for a week and a half, caring for our kids.
Little D and Demi had managed to make it to the toilet instead of spewing on themselves. But Dezi? She’d needed a pail close by and had insisted on sleeping in our room. On the floor at the foot of our bed, she’d been camped out for a week. My sweet girl had it coming out at both ends.
There’d been lots of crying and gagging. My poor Danny, he hadn’t done well with bodily fluids spraying all over the place.
Hence his needy tone. My man needed some lovin’.
He came up behind me, and his hands gripped my waist. His lips brushed down my neck.
My head fell back, giving him more access. “Wow, I missed you.”
“You have ten seconds to get your sweet ass inside our house before I rip that pretty blue dress off your body and fuck you right here in the dirt. One, two—”
I spun around. “Danny!”
“Three, four.” He unbuckled his belt. “Five, six. Better run, Em. I’ll take you right here in front of God and whoever walks out of the clubhouse. Seven.” He unzipped his jeans.
I squealed and bolted.
Danny wasn’t one to be tested. If he said he’d fuck me on the dirt driveway, he would. All the kids were at school. Fucking in front of his brothers wasn’t something we did, like others in the club. Open sex didn’t faze anyone. There was no shock value in it.
His heavy steps ratcheted my heart rate up some more.
I giggled, running into the house and down the hallway to our bedroom. I quickly removed my dress, so Danny didn’t shred it to pieces.
The front door slammed shut.
He was coming. “I want you on the bed, Em. Legs spread.”
Oh, mercy.
I did as he commanded. I loved when he dominated me.
All we’d been having were quickies. When an opportunity presented itself, we took it. Most of the time, it was in the bathroom or at night after we’d put the kids to bed. Nothing stopped us from connecting for a lightning-fast release.
After seven years, we were still on fire for each other—maybe more so now than before.
