Bastard’s Baby(76)
Sure, he still went out with his crew. He still did dangerous things, but I asked him not to tell me the details anymore. I didn’t want to know which of my family members he had killed recently or how close he had come to getting another bullet in him.
I just wanted to be with him. And one day, when he’d stopped using condoms and I’d realized that I didn’t mind, I knew we’d be together forever. Maybe we weren’t married yet, but we were an unconventional couple.
And besides, he kept telling me that a ring was coming. He felt bad that he hadn’t made an honest woman out of me yet.
I didn’t mind. I was just happy I had another of his babies coming. That was better than a wedding or a marriage. It was more real, more binding.
He’d always be mine, and I’d always be his.
Slowly, Alexei stopped crying.
“Now, you be good,” Vince said, putting him back down to play.
He came over to me and wrapped an arm around my waist as we looked down at Alexei.
“Our kid,” he said.
“I know,” I answered softly. “We’ll have more soon.”
“Hey,” he said, and I looked at him.
He held up a little black box.
“Vince,” I said.
“Listen to me,” he said. “I want to make this real. Be my wife.”
“Okay,” I said, laughing. “Okay.”
He opened the box, and the ring was incredible. I slipped it onto my finger and felt something deep inside me.
It was contentment. I was happy, safe, and content.
“I love you,” I said.
“I love you too.” He kissed me hard.
I was going to marry the bastard who’d gotten me pregnant. I never thought I’d end up with him, but I couldn’t imagine it any other way.
Because Vince was perfect. Dirty, smart, sexy, exciting, and a great father. We had a comfortable life in the compound, and hopefully one day we’d get a house of our own.
But for now, I was happy. I couldn’t ask for more. I had friends in Nat and Louisa, and I had my family.
After everything, I had finally come home.
In Vince’s arms, with Alexei playing nearby and another baby growing inside me, I was home.
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Smash: A Stepbrother MMA Romance
1
Alexa
It all started with a mistake.
A big, stupid mistake, but I couldn’t help myself. Not when he grabbed me by the hips and steered me through the doorway, whispering, Come on, be my fake bride. I want to consummate this trip until you can’t stop screaming my name. I was powerless when it came to him, and he knew it. We barely knew each other, but I’d learned enough over the last few days to know that he got what he wanted. I didn’t even bother saying no anymore, because I knew that saying yes would feel so much better. He had deep blue eyes, a perpetual five o’clock shadow, tattoos all over his body, and muscles that just didn’t quit.