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“Lance,” I exhale.

I’m still getting used to his name, but I love it—so much.

“How did you get back to the Devil’s Hellions?”

He smirks, though he does not look in the least bit humorous. “It’s a story for another day. Want to tell me yours?”

I take a step backward, my hand falling from his face, and his falls from me as well, to his side. Turning my back to him, I start to walk toward the door, but Lance doesn’t let me. He reaches out and grasps my wrist.

Turning my head, I look over my shoulder at him. He doesn’t say anything, but I can tell he’s afraid I’m going to take off again. He tugs me a bit closer to him, and I turn slightly to face him again.

“You need to tell me what the fuck is going on so I can fix it.”

Shaking my head, I press my lips together, rolling them a few times before I respond. “You can’t fix it,” I state. “This is my life. It’s been my life for a decade, and people are going to get hurt. There’s no fixing any of it, Lance.”

“Fine,” he grinds out. “You’re not going to tell me?” he snaps.

I can feel his anger rising like a living, breathing thing. It fills the room. “He was my boyfriend, and I left him five years ago. He decided he didn’t like that, so he followed me from one place to another until a few years ago, when I thought I had really shaken him and decided to settle here.

“Logan was here, so I thought it would be safe. I knew he was doing some shady shit. I didn’t ask any questions, though. I figured with him close, I would be safe. Except whenhefound me.”

Lance clears his throat, then dips his chin slightly before he speaks. “How did you know he found you, and why the fuck didn’t you come to me with this shit?”

I want to be angry. I want to tell him that it’s not his business, that I’ve already told him enough.

Except I haven’t.

“I saw him standing outside of my house one night, and I knew I couldn’t put anyone I loved at risk, so I took my stash of cash, my one bag of clothes and drove straight to a car dealership. I traded in my car, and I ran.”

AGONY

I’m not exactly sure how I want to do this. I could say something, a million things really, but I decide against it. I’m not really a man who can express himself the way I probably should be able to.

So, instead of talking to her, I do something else, the only thing I know to do—I act. Lifting my hands, I cup her cheeks and fucking hate that she flinches from the sudden movement. Shifting closer to her, I touch my mouth to hers before I slip my tongue inside of her to taste her.

My baby.

My fucking baby.

A part of me grows inside of her.

Holy fucking shit.

Slipping my tongue inside of her, I taste her, knowing that from this moment on, she is mine—all mine. She is my woman, my old lady, my baby mama, and one day, she’ll be my wife, too. Reese is where she was always meant to be. Right here with me.

Gripping the hem of her top, I glide it up her body, breaking the kiss when it reaches her head, then toss it across the room. She hisses, her eyes finding mine as I curl my fingers around her tit.

“Lance,” she exhales, and there’s something about hearing her say my real name that makes my cock stand at attention. I fucking love it too much, probably. I could blow my load right here and now. But I don’t.

Instead, I reach around her back and unhook her bra. Fuck me. Her tits are bigger than ever, and I can’t deny that pregnancy looks damn good on Reese. Gliding one of my hands around her ribs, my fingertips curving along her tit, I grip her there gently.

I dip my chin, part my lips, and touch them around her nipple. Sucking her gently, I look up at her through my lashes. Her gaze is on mine, focused and never leaving as I taste her. Swirling my tongue around, I let out a grunt before moving to her other breast.

Reese’s moans fill the living room, and I decide I can’t wait another second before I’m inside of her.

I release her tit and straighten my back. Reaching down, I grasp her ass before I pick her up off the floor and carry her straight toward the bedroom that Henli and Piper set up for us earlier.

Once we’re inside, I lock the door behind us. If this asshole has caught up with her, one more layer of protection will not be amiss. I also need to call and have some brothers posted as guards twenty-four seven as soon as possible.

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