Page 80 of Gunner's War


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Like the wolves, she was all in, and because of that, Gunner now had everything he’d ever been afraid to wish for. A woman who blessed him with the thing he’d wanted his entire life.

He wandered out to where she and the wolves danced and she held out her hand to him. “Dance with us, Gun.”

She’d get no argument from him. Gunner would take every chance he was offered to hold her in his arms. They danced beneath the stars, laughing at the wolves who performed around them, leaping and spinning.

Oakley looked up at him. “I know I said I’d never do this, and I swear I never imagined it would happen but… but…”

“But what?” he felt a small stab of anxiety.

“Let me go at this another way. What do you think of the name Gemma for a little girl?”

“A wolf?” it was the first thing that came to mind.

Oakley smiled“No, Gun.Daughter.”

“Dau—” it hit him before the word was out of his mouth. He stopped moving so suddenly, she stumbled.

“Daughter? “ his mind was in a whirl. “Our daughter? We’re going to have a – you’re pregnant?”

Her laugh was one of delight. “I am. What do you think?”

Gunner grinned, feeling as if all the darkness had been lifted. “I think she’s going to be one bad ass little alpha like her mama.”

“Or a ballerina?” she said teasingly.

“With me as a dad and these big brothers?” he reached out a hand toward the wolves who had drawn in close to them. “Hot stuff, she can be whatever she wants. I’ll protect her regardless.”

“I have no doubt. Now, what do you say we go finish up this celebration so we can get home and start celebrating our family. I hear we’re gonna have the boys in for the night.

Home. He liked the sound of that and remembered the first time they talked about him. “Home isn’t a place,” he remembered her first saying. “It’s a who.”

She was right. But that was no surprise. She was, after all, the actual woman who ran with wolves.

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