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Since then, Spin has become the “praying type.” Even if it’s simply to say thank you each morning for allowing him to wake up to us for one more day, he’s murmuring a little prayer. I can’t imagine a better role model for my little mini than Spin.
I know now he was the one who found me for a reason.
My soul called to his, and he answered.
Once things were back to being okay after the almost-early labor, and I was feeling better, he still wouldn’t let me walk. He was ridiculously stubborn, and I may have called him a caveman several times, but he was determined I had the healthiest pregnancy possible. When he had to go on runs for the club, he always had Sadie stay with me, and he’d call home several times a day to check on me. I still had my son early, but thankfully, he got to spend a little more time in my tummy to grow. At that point, every day counted, and we were grateful for each one we got.
It’s a different world entirely when a man loves you with every breath he takes. I didn’t know what to do with that kind of strong love at first, but now I never want to live my days without it.
“Drink your juice.” I hold the sippy cup of half water and half apple juice to him. We’re transitioning to sippy cup full time, and my little one isn’t sure how to feel about it. However, I can’t imagine having multiples drinking out of bottles and in diapers, so we’re full-fledged into sippy cups and potty training. From what I’ve read, we’re a little early, but my guy started walking two months ago, so I figure he’s already further ahead than the average baby for his age.
It’s been fairly easy going so far, as having a boy, they can run around and pee on any tree they see to get started. Luckily, being at the club, no one bats an eye, and London swears it’s how Jameson was potty trained. Sadie too with Cyle.
What am I going to do if this next baby is a girl, though? Spin will probably follow her around and mean mug anyone who looks her way, yet be a giant lush when it comes to her. It’s going to be amazing. He’s turned out to be such a wonderful father already.
“Aunty wants to dance!” Sadie chimes, picking my son up and swinging him around until he squeals and giggles. I grin, watching them until Sadie nods, gesturing behind me.
Drawing in a swift breath, I turn to find Spin quickly approaching. His gaze sparkles at the scene before him, and I have no doubt he’ll be reporting back to the guys we’re having a dance party out here without them. They’ve been in church, and we’ve been taking full advantage, setting everything up for the Christmas party.
“Hi, my love,” I greet Spin, making him smirk.
“Doll. You’re looking mighty fine over here. Sadie’s got little man, so I may have to steal you for a beat.”
“Hmm... just a beat? Not high hopes today, eh?” I tease, making him roll his eyes.
“Shush, you,” he murmurs, pressing a tender kiss to my lips. “I apologize about church on Christmas. It’s normally not like this.”
“No, don’t worry about it. We’ve been busy out here. Besides, you guys can’t help it when stuff randomly pops up.”
He nods. “You’re good to me, Little Momma. Look, I know the kids already tore through their gifts and we were waiting to open ours until later, but I don’t want to put mine off any longer.”
A grin breaks free and I nod. I’ve been vibrating with excitement over exchanging gifts with him. His hold drops from around me to grab my hand and tug me toward the big tree off in the corner. This morning, it was full of gifts for all the club brats. They were so excited. It was adorable. We made pancakes and hung out, and it was probably one of the best Christmas mornings I’ve ever experienced.
He pulls a large craft garment box out that’d been tucked toward the back. It has a bright green bow and a tag with my name on it. He proudly holds it out to me, and I eagerly take it, flashing him an excited grin. “I wasn’t sure if we were going to open ours alone or out here.”
“Everyone can see this.” He notes, gesturing to the box. “Open it!”
“Okay,” I respond with a laugh. I yank the top off, my mouth dropping open in a gasp when my eyes land on what’s inside. “Is this what I think it is?” I whisper.
His nod is small, his gaze tender. “It is. You know I love you, that you guys are my world. The club is a big part of my life, and I’d like it if we made it a permanent part of yours too. If you’ll be mine, forever.”
Sniffling, I set the box on the table nearby and pull the leather jacket free. Turning it around, I take in the patches, tears springing to my eyes.
The ol’ lady patch.
The jacket.
Only the lifers have one of these.
The importance isn’t lost on me, nor is the significance and devotion Spin is offering by giving me this gift. He’s pledging his life to mine, not only before me, but in the eyes of his club. I put this on, and I’m his, and he’s mine. Yet, deep in my heart, I already know. I never needed the patch to solidify my commitment to him. I knew from the moment he treated me like he loved me with his whole heart that I’d be his forever. I love this man with every breath I take. That will never change, no matter if I have his jacket on my back, his ring on my finger, and his child in my belly. I’m his.
“I would be honored to wear your patch. I love you.” He takes the jacket from me, holding it up so I can see the property patch that screams, “Spin’s ol’ lady.” “It’s perfect.” I stick my arm out, leaning in so he can help me put it on. Once I’m wrapped in the new leather, he tugs it closed, wearing a wide smile. Leaning in, his mouth takes mine in another toe-curling kiss that I swear has me seeing stars behind my eyelids.
I’m breathless when we finally break free to the sounds of cheers. Everyone hoots and hollers at my jacket, shouting their support of me joining the Oath Keeper family. I have sisters, brothers, nieces, and nephews I never knew I wanted but ended up needing in my life. Spin hasn’t only given me love, safety, and shelter, he’s offered me hope, happiness, and an entire family.
I’m a rich woman.
Lucky in love.
