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But I have to.
I’m pregnant.
Downing the glass of whiskey, I quickly refilled it. My hands shook so desperately, some liquid splashed out, hitting the carpet. “She’s my mother, isn’t she? Oh my God, these words are my mother’s.” I growled, “Bors. Answer me.”
He breathed, “She is, babe.”
I was lightheaded from the whiskey and from hyperventilating. “Is she alive?”
“You’re almost done. I’m begging you to see this through.”
I didn’t argue, but my eyes slammed shut as I held out a hand. I had hit my limit and needed him by my side.
Our bedroom door swung open, and a very large hand grasped mine before he quickly sat next to me, pulling me to his chest. “I’m here. But let her have you again. Stay with her for a little bit longer, Ivy.”
Refusing to leave the comfort of his chest, I opened my eyes and the journal again, terrified of a sad ending.
The surprise on his face was glorious at first. It made him appear younger, shocking me. Then, all his brilliance faded, morphing into pure dread. “I just put a hit on your head”. He held his chest while starting to pace. “Oh, Jesus H. Christ, what have I done?”
As I expected from such a noble man, he assumed all responsibility for me and our unborn baby while preparing for the worst.
“Tierney, I have my daughter hidden away. I fear for her life daily. It’s no way for an innocent baby to live. It’s too late for Everleigh, but maybe…”
I covered my mouth, putting puzzle pieces together. “Everleigh… Black hair… Justice. He hid away Justice.” My Steel Stallion sister.
Knowing a goodbye was coming, I stared into his greys, the ones that always swallowed me whole and left me begging for more of his crushing possession.
Stressed hands gripped his hair and pulled. “Tierney, what do we do?” He kept pacing. “I don’t want to put another child through that.” He faced me, terror in his eyes. “If anyone finds out, you’ll have to stay by my side every second of every day.”
I don’t want that. Not for me or our child.
With the announcement of a baby coming, I was watching all of Legend’s progress slip away. This strong man had an Achilles heel. It was… family.
Fear dominated his existence once again. I couldn’t stand the sight. I loved him too much. So, I made the tough choice to save him from any future horror I knew would kill him.
I explained that I had contacted my father and was heading back to Ireland. The first part was true. The second part was a lie. My father didn’t know I was coming home, but I knew I would rectify my lie after landing in Dublin and buying my final ticket home.
I promised Legend the day had finally come; I’m giving up my search for a ghost. I must live, free, for our baby.
Appearing as if I had made him the proudest he had ever been, Legend ripped a patch from his cut and placed it in my palm.
It read STEEL STALLIONS MC.
A tear slipping from the grey eyes I hoped our child would inherit, he vowed, “You are one of us, Fiery Tierney.”
My chin lifted with pride as I told him it was an honor.
Suddenly, Legend had me in his arms and was squeezing me so tight it hurt. His body trembled as he told me, “I don’t want to let you go, but none of my enemies would find you in Ireland.” He kissed my head so many times I was afraid he was unraveling. “I’ll send you money. I’ll come for the birth and any time it’s safe so that I won’t bring you trouble.” He held my shoulders so he could see me. “Is your dad—Can his club properly protect you?”
As I assured him I would be treated like a queen, there was so much hurt in my chest. I was going to miss Legend, dearly.
“Good. Good.” He held me again. “Are you okay? Do you agree with all this?”
I did, and I do. I am okay. I’m already missing him as I sit in this Dublin airport, waiting to catch my next plane, but the chance to have a baby is a blessing. And the fact that it is Legend’s baby, my friend, is a gift—
I stared at the page that stopped abruptly. Not even a period to finish the sentence. “Wha-What—” I flipped page after page, but they were all empty. “No, no, no…”
As if witnessing my panic was painful for Bors, he gently told me, “Go to the end of the book, Ivy.”
