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“What?” she questioned.
“I’ve been waiting for you to tell me for months now, Tilly,” he whispered. “You’re pregnant, aren’t you?” he asked.
“No,” she sobbed. “Yes,” she said, letting him pull her into his body. “I just found out. How did you know?”
“I started to figure it out when you were sick for so long. I thought it was weird that you were sick in the mornings and then fine by lunchtime. You were tired too,” he reminded.
“Well, if you were picking up on all the signs, why didn’t you fill me in?” she asked.
“I wanted to let you figure it out in your own time. I figured that if you knew, you’d tell me when you were ready, and if you didn’t know, sooner or later, you’d find out. I just didn’t want to rush you,” Owen insisted.
“That’s why I love you,” she whispered. “You really are the sweetest man.”
“Hey, don’t go spreading that around,” he grumbled, making her laugh. “I have a reputation to uphold.”
“Of course you do,” she agreed. “Seriously though, are you okay with all of this? We’ve only been married for a month now.”
“None of that matters to me,” he said. “I’m thrilled about there being a baby. The question is, are you?” he asked.
“I haven’t had much time to digest all this, but I think that I am,” she sniffled. “I saw my doctor a few days ago and have just been waiting for the right time to tell you. I guess you were just waiting for the right time to tell me,” she said. “We make quite a pair.”
“We sure do,” he agreed. Tilly wrapped her arms around her biker and knew that with Owen by her side, she’d never have to worry about telling him anything.
“I was afraid to tell you,” she admitted.
“Hell, honey,” he breathed, “I was afraid that I’d be the one to have to tell you, but it all worked out. It usually does.”
“How did I get so lucky?” she asked.
“You stole a hard drive from your boss and stumbled into my club’s bar,” he reminded.
“Well, I guess being a thief really paid off for me,” she teased.
“Me too,” he said, tugging her close. “Me too.”
The End
I hope you enjoyed Owen and Tilly’s story. The next two books in the trilogy are available now on Amazon! Don’t miss book two of the Dirty Riders MC Series, coming in January 2024. Here’s a sneak peek at Riding Shotgun!
Melody
Melody Newton didn’t really know her self-worth. She was never taught to stand up for herself and she had the bruises to prove it. But now, she was going to get a crash course in what it meant to stand her ground and give a damn about herself. Now, she was going to finally tell her good-for-nothing husband to hit the road. She had caught him sneaking around on her again, and this time, she had no forgiveness left to give him.
Adam walked into the kitchen and kissed her cheek, just as he always did before dinner. That was when she’d make a fuss about asking him how his day was and tell him about what she and their two-year-old daughter, June, did together while he was supposedly at work. But that wasn’t going to happen tonight because she knew where he had been all day. Adam had spent all afternoon at the sleazy motel on the outskirts of town with some whore he probably had picked up a disease from. Melody knew this bit of information because her loving husband had used his credit card to pay for both as if he just didn’t give a fuck about her finding out what he was doing—or in this case, who.
“How was your day?” he asked.
“My day?” she questioned. “Well, my day was very exciting. You see, I took June to the grocery store to pick up some groceries,” she started.
“Yeah, I was going to ask what was happening with dinner. You haven’t even started it yet? And where is our daughter?” June was usually sitting in her highchair, anxiously waiting for dinner, but Melody had gotten her sister, Tilly, to babysit June for the evening, so that she could face down her soon-to-be ex-husband. That’s how Melody was getting through any of this right now. She just kept thinking that Adam would be her ex-husband, and she’d be able to start her life all over again. This time, she’d go it alone because there was no way that she’d allow another man to lay one finger on her ever again.
“Tilly took June for me,” she said. “And dinner isn’t ready, and it’s not going to be ready, because my credit card was declined at the store. We’re over our limit.”
“Well, shit,” he grumbled, pulling a beer from the fridge and popping off the top. “I’ll put some money in the bank in the morning.” She watched as Adam took a long swig of his beer and slammed the bottle down to the kitchen table, causing her to jump. “Since your sister has June, what do you say you and I have a little bit of fun, and then I’ll take you out for a burger.” The thought of Adam laying one finger on her repulsed her. He still smelled like the cheap hooker that he had spent the whole afternoon fucking.
“No thank you,” she breathed.
“What do you mean by, ‘No thank you?’” he asked.
