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War nodded. “I remember. She broke her arm and got us all banned from the track for three months.”

“Yep, Mom and Regina were in agreement. Mom grounded Winnie and me for taking our younger sister somewhere dangerous. We got stuck on dish duty for two weeks and Mom gave Jesse this freaking bell that she could ring. We had to get her whatever she wanted when she rang the bell.”

Remington closed the last gate and hopped back on, pointing toward the stream. “I’d forgotten how pretty his land was.”

A light breeze lifted her hair, making the heat not quite so oppressive.

War followed the stream until he crossed the small bridge, then crested the hill. The racetrack was set down in the pasture. Remington pointed to the bikes waiting at the edge of the track.

“I hope you’re ready for a race. I’m not going easy on you, but I will let you choose which bike you want.”

War chuckled, his eyes dancing with glee. She’d known this was the perfect way to get him out of the funk he’d been in. He was the MC president, but he needed to realize he couldn’t protect everyone. “Rules?”

She’d debated what type of rules to have but in the end, she’d known with War she was safe. Although she really wanted to win just for the bragging rights. When the sale went through, she could imagine the racetrack being used constantly.

“First one across the finish line after five laps wins. Best two out of three races. Work for you?”

He nodded, smirking as he slid on his helmet. She’d told him to wear close-toed shoes along with jeans and some type of long-sleeved jacket. She didn’t think they’d wreck but she wasn’t taking any chances.

She hid a smile at War doublechecking the bike he’d picked. They pushed them to the starting line, getting on and starting their engines. She held her fingers up, counting down from three to one and then they were off.

War didn’t cut her any slack considering they were on a date. He sped up, crossing behind her and took the curve high. She went a little lower and tighter, keeping to the curve. She should feel a little bad that she’d practiced earlier today when she brought the bikes over, but she didn’t. All’s far in love with War. She’d take any advantage she had because her man was a competitive beast but then, so was she. She couldn’t imagine how competitive their kids would be.

When she imagined the future, War was the man in every daydream. Recently, her dreams had included a little boy with War’s dark hair and a little girl with his eyes. At her age, kids weren’t a guarantee. Whether she was able to carry them, or they adopted, War would make a fantastic father.

She pushed the bike around the last curve. They were neck and neck, but War pushed his a little harder and crossed the finish line right before her. He flipped up his visor, grinning at her.

“This is perfect. Again or do you want a break first?”

Her idea had done exactly what she wanted. War’s whole demeanor had relaxed.

“Let’s finish the races then we can enjoy the snacks I brought.”

He nodded and they backed up behind the starting line.

~**~

WAR LEANED AGAINSTthe tree, ruffling his fingers through Remi’s hair as she was lying against his leg. He breathed in the fresh air, feeling his shoulders relax. Remi had known what he needed. They’d each won a race then tied on the last one. They’d called it a draw and settled down to eat. Remi’s fruit, cheese and summer sausage were perfect. She’d brought tea and water. He’d been a little sweaty after they’d raced so he was thankful she hadn’t brought soda.

He could picture the future with Remington, and he knew she wanted one with him, but he wondered what she pictured. Maybe it was time to be a little bolder.

“Do you think about having kids?” he asked, sliding down to settle her more on his shoulder. She’d tensed at the question, then relaxed.

“Did you get mind reading abilities when you were away? I wasn’t aware the police department had that capability.”

He chuckled, dropping a kiss on her forehead which was still scrunched at him. “Nope, but changing Georgia’s diaper and playing outside with Grant and Georgia last night had me thinking about kids today.”

She nodded, snuggling into his side. “They are cute and yes, I have.”

“With me?”

His whispered question had him irritated with himself. This was his Remi. Who else would she be imagining them with? But with her, the answer meant the world to him. He’d never imagined children with anyone. With Remi, he could see a life here in Bluff Creek. She turned so she could see his face and placed her hands on his cheeks.

“I can’t imagine them with anyone else. You’re all I can think of, War. I’m not the girly girl but with you, I can see happily ever after and all my dreams coming true.”

He gazed at the eyes he could imagine staring into forever as he leaned closer to her mouth. “I plan on making all your dreams come true for the rest of our lives.”

Claiming her lips, he rolled on top of her. Her hands slid under his shirt, her nails lightly scraping his back. He shivered. He heartily hoped Clancey stayed away because he was unwrapping the present he’d been gifted. He’d never imagined coming home to Bluff Creek in his forties would give him everything he’d ever wanted. A woman, brothers he loved and maybe someday kids for him to spoil.

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