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I had told him thank you so many times because he was amazing for risking his life to get that notebook to Mace.
Say what you will about small towns, but where there is evil, there will always be more good to fight it.
Brad was the good I didn’t see coming, but I was so thankful for him.
It had been three weeks since everything went down, and my world was finally righting itself.
“What are you thinking about, babe?” Mace asked.
“Cheesecake,” I laughed. “Salted caramel cheesecake.”
He looked down at me and quirked his eyebrow. “Is that a craving?” he asked.
I smirked and laid my hand on my stomach. “I think it might be.”
Mace scooted down until his lips were next to my stomach, and he lifted my shirt. “Are you giving mommy cravings?” he whispered. “At least it’s not pickle cheesecake or something crazy,” he reasoned.
“Is this how the next eight months are going to go?” I laughed.
Mace tipped his head back, and his eyes connected with mine. “You got a problem with that?”
A smile stretched across my lips, and I ran my fingers through his hair. “Not a problem at all. My baby needs his daddy.”
Mace pressed his lips to my stomach. “Just as much as he needs his mommy.”
Mace and I drew the short end of the stick when we were younger and didn’t have the family we deserved.
We were going to change that.
Our kids were never going to wonder if their parents loved them or if they were wanted.
The only thing you can do with a bad past is to learn from it and move on.
Mace and I were moving on together and would never look back.
Epilogue
Barracuda
“Are we done?” I thundered.
Playboy held up his hands. “Ain’t nothing coming from us.”
“Same,” Jet and Jinx called.
My eyes traveled around the table, and everyone nodded.
“We should have a few years of peace,” Mace called.
“A few years?” I countered. “I want the rest of my life to be peaceful.”
“Did you forget you have a kid?” Six-Gun laughed. “Peace and kids do not go hand in hand, brother.”
“Especially when Willem has a lot of Tank inside of him,” Rebel laughed. “I’m looking forward to seeing what that kid becomes.”
“Probably Prez,” Six-Gun guessed.
“And you know Mitzy is going to be popping out a kid soon,” Monk reminded everyone.
