“I guess Dad has been talking to Killer’s wife. He said that she’s still got Timmons and Krista’s kid, raising her as her own. Guess, her parents didn’t want shit to do with it.”
I nod. “I’m glad to hear that she’s keeping her. She’s a good woman, and she’ll treat her right. Jenna’s been bitching about making sure the baby had someone watching out for her. She keeps reminding me it ain’t the kid’s fault her dad was a stupid son of a bitch.”
“I saw Jenna heading out a few minutes ago. I never see her anymore, unless she’s leaving.”
It’s been nearly a month since Timmons took Jenna, and she hasn’t slowed down for a second. I knew when I gave her the building, she’d want to get it up and running fast, but I didn’t think she would be so fuckin’ busy that she’d forget I even existed.
I push away from the desk. “Neither do I, but that’s fixin’ to change.”
Twenty minutes later, I walk into Jenna’s restaurant and find her and Daisy hanging some shit on the walls. “Hey babe, got a house to look at today. You got time?”
She looks towards me and smiles. “Sorry, Kidd. We got to get the rest of this shit done, and then we have the health inspector coming in at one.”
“Daisy can be here to talk to the guy. She’s supposed to be the manager, let her manage.”
Her eyes narrow. “She’s only the assistant manager, and I want to be here to talk to the health inspector.”
I know what she’s doing. She’s trying to stall on a getting a house. When I first mentioned getting us a place, she threw a bitch fit. She claimed that I just wanted her out of the club. She said that she’d seen how some of the old ladies were treated, and she wasn’t going to be one of them. There was no damn way she was going to let me install her in a house and forget her. I let her know that I thought she was a fuckin’ idiot. How could I forget her when I couldn’t stand being away from her more than a few minutes? We ended up having a huge blow out that led to the best fucking of my life. By the time it was over, she said we could get a house. Guess she changed her mind.
“Like I said, let Daisy handle it.”
She starts to argue, but Daisy interrupts her. “Go ahead. I’ll call you if there’re any problems.”
Jenna grumbles the entire way to my bike. Even after she crawls on, I can still feel the tension in her body, but that disappears as soon as I pull up to the house down the road from Chipper’s. I cut off the bike and look back at her. “What do you think?”
A sweet smile crosses her face. “I think it looks like home.”
“Slide off, baby girl. Let’s go have a look.”
By the time she reaches the front porch, she’s making plans for the house. “We should paint it a really light yellow.”
I just nod as I open the door. “I want to get a pool put out back. There’s not a lot of room, but we could get an above ground with a deck out there.”
“Oh, that would be awesome,” she says, her voice sounding excited. “We can have cook-outs, and everyone can go swimming after they eat.”
“I’m not sure I want to see Mary in a bathing suit.”
She giggles, something I have never heard her do before. “I bet she’ll wear a bikini.”
I can’t hold back my smile as I lead her from room to room. When we finally step into the last bedroom, she grabs my hand. “This would be perfect for the baby.”
“Are you pregnant?” I ask with both happiness and a little fear in my voice. Yeah, I want her to be the mother of my kids, but I’d like to have a little time with just me and her first. I sure as hell want her having my last name before we add a kid into the mix.
She shakes her head. “No, I just thought…”
I pull her close to me, both relieved and sad. “You thought that someday we’d have a baby, and you’d be right.”
She smile. “I love you, Kiddrick Jones.”
I place my lips on hers, whispering against them, “I love you, Jenna Chandler.”
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Epilogue
Chipper
I pull into my normal spot and cut the engine off. I sit here for a few minutes, trying to build up my courage. I come here every week, every week for more than six years. Still, it kills me every fucking time. Finally, I slide off my bike and start to walk towards her. Knowing she’s here tears my fucking heart in two. Why the hell it couldn’t have been me instead of her, I’ll never know.