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“Yes. Fuck,” I cursed, driving in right up to the hilt as I filled her. “Damn.”
She leaned back into me, and I trailed my lips up over the curve of her shoulder, catching her mouth as she turned her head to the side. “I have to work like this for the next three hours,” she murmured with a soft laugh.
“You mean with my cum leaking from inside you?” I teased, helping her pull her jeans up before buttoning my own. “Fucking good. I can’t wait to get home after and fill it all over again.”
She pushed her breasts back into her bra and pulled her top down to cover them, shaking her head. “Such a caveman, Swayze.”
“Guess since we’re handing over surprises...” I pulled the pieces of paper I’d picked up earlier that day from my back pocket. I held them out and she unfolded them, her eyes scanning across the forms.
“What is…”
“Calli’s school does night classes to help adults get their GED.”
She let out a sharp laugh. “I can’t believe you remember me talking about that.”
“Our first Sunday lunch, you said you would’ve liked to have your GED so that if you decide to go to college, you can,” I rattled off. “Yeah, I remember, baby.”
She looked down at the papers again, shaking her head but the smile stayed. “You think I should do it?”
I grabbed the bottle of tequila and unlocked the storeroom door, pulling it open. “I think you should do whatever the hell makes you happy,” I countered, pausing at the door and waiting for her to look up. “Whatever makes you happy makes me damn happy.”
“Even if I said I wanted to start cooking dinner every night?” she taunted, that smile she had, now a sly smirk.
One which I couldn’t help but mirror. “Baby, if it makes you happy to see me choke down your homemade lasagna, then I’ll eat it every night.”
And I’d smile the whole fucking time.
That was the truth.
“You’re an asshole, you know!”
I held up the bottle and stepped back into the hallway. “That’s love, baby.”
MISSY
One Year Later…
“Kadey, come on!” I called from the bottom of the stairs, shuffling nervously from one foot to the other. It was her first day at kindergarten, and butterflies were stirring up a storm inside my stomach at the thought of my beautiful little girl starting this new journey in her life.
It was one more step toward independence and toward that day when she finally wouldn’t need me anymore.
And I just didn’t know how to feel about that.
“Kadey?” I called again.
This time when there was no response, I started the climb the stairs to her room, ready to hustle her down to start packing her lunch and school supplies. I placed my hand against her door, about to push it open, pausing when I heard soft chatter coming from inside.
“I’m scared, Hawk.” Kadey’s nervous whisper had me holding my breath, so I merely stood there, completely frozen, while I fought off a whole new wave of emotions.
“Why are you scared, kiddo?” Hawk’s gruff voice questioned, and I finally leaned in, peeking through the crack. He sat on the edge of her bed, and she stood in front of him, tugging at the hem of her summer dress.
A smile pulled at the corner of my mouth, the pure contrast between Hawk’s heavy leather and tattoos, and the pastel pink daisy comforter he was sitting on was a sight I wished I could memorialize forever.
He may not have biologically been Kadey’s dad, but over the past year, he sure had embodied every meaning of the word. I fell more and more in love with him every day as I watched him protect, empower and teach her exactly how a man should treat a woman he loves.
“What if the other kids don’t like me? What if they don’t want to be my friend?” My daughter whispered, instantly making it feel like someone had driven a knife through my heart. It damn well hurt to think at this age, she was scared she wasn’t good enough. It was a feeling I’d lived with for years, one that was burned into my soul by people who should have loved me regardless. A year ago, after hearing her say those words, I probably would have stormed into the room, emotional and determined to change her thoughts.
But I didn’t move an inch.
