Dalton wasn't sure what he was doing here. He hadn't even realized this was where he'd decided to come until he'd parked his bike in the extra space next to Mandy's car. His bike had chosen its own way there, and it had gone home. He was as much a nomad as his brother these days. That was becoming more clear to him every single day of his life. But this woman, she represented so much of what he needed in his life. She was the air he needed to expand his lungs, the rest he needed at night, and the blood he needed pouring through his veins.He was so fucking tired. Tired of worrying about other people, denying his feelings, and most of all, tired of lying to himself. He needed her like he needed his next breath. Denying their need of each other was doing nothing but hurting them, and for one night he didn't want to hurt anymore. He was raw after talking to Samuel and trying to figure out how they were going to fix the problem he'd dragged all of them into.More than anything, he need
Dalton sat her down softly on the blanket covering the bed. She'd had it since she was younger, and he could remember them making out on it back in the day. Everything about her took him back to another much simpler time, and he wished like hell they could go there now. He laid her down so that her legs hung off the end of the bed. It made a perfect cradle for his body between her thighs.Standing over her, he ran his hands over her T-shirt clad torso, stopping where he could see the peaks of her nipples poking through the material."Sensitive?" he asked, even though he'd always heard that they were for pregnant women.She took a deep breath as his finger circled the pebbled flesh, nodding. "Yeah, very."She whined when he took his hand back, working on removing his cut and his own T-shirt. He knew Mandy better than he knew anyone else, and he could tell by the way she was already arching into his touch this was something she'd wanted for a while. "You missed me, baby?" He push
The morning sun woke up a couple on the other side of town. They'd slept peacefully, even with worry on their minds—unlike the soon-to-be-parents. Denise turned in her husband's arms so she could look at him as she spoke. She wanted to see his facial expressions, wanted to know what he really thought about their daughter and how she was acting. Not that she thought he would hide anything from her, but she wanted to see his reactions."Are you sure you have no idea why Dalton's asked for a leave of absence? I'm telling you, something is going on with Mandy, but she wouldn't tell me what it is. She asked me how I felt when I learned I was pregnant with the twins. You don't think…" She trailed off; leaving the words on the breath she'd stopped. More than once in the last few weeks as she'd looked at her daughter, she'd wondered if maybe she was continuing the family, so to speak, but Mandy had always been her responsible child."No," Liam's voice was forceful. "Both of them know bette
"Usually people who take a leave from the club don't hang out here during their off-time," Tyler's voice boomed in the big room.Dalton grinned as he caught sight of Drew and Tyler in the boxing ring that sat on Heaven Hill property. It'd been around for as long as he could remember. He and Drew had spent time as teenagers in this very ring with Tyler. They'd come full circle, he figured."Yeah." Dalton took his cut off and started suiting up in gloves, tape, and a mouthpiece. "But sometimes you have a need to beat the shit out of someone else. Here I can do it without that pesky assault charge."Drew hopped up on his feet, wearing a tank top and basketball shorts. "We haven't been in the ring together for a long time. I can't wait." He hopped from one foot to the other. "When I beat your ass, you can tell me what's wrong with you and my sister."He swallowed against the lump in his throat. How could he tell his best friend he was going to be an uncle? How could he explain he w
The sun was out, and the day was gorgeous. Instead of spending her lunch hour cooped up in the office, Mandy had locked up, since Charity was doing home visits with clients, and walked the block down to the coffee shop. Today she was hungry; her stomach actually growled with hunger instead of trembling with the possibility of sickness. Going inside, she ordered a plain turkey sandwich, some fruit, and a sweet tea. Probably wasn't the best meal she'd ever had, but it sounded so good she couldn't deny herself.Taking her plate and drink out onto the sidewalk, she spotted an empty table in the outdoor seating area. It wasn't directly in the sun, but it was enough that she'd feel the warmth on her face. Having a seat, she moved her sunglasses to the top of her head, pushing back her longer pieces of hair, and took a large bite of her sandwich.Nothing had ever tasted so good in her life. It was as if her taste buds had come alive this morning. Everything smelled differently too, but th
"I don't want you to have to do this," Samuel argued as Deacon and Dalton sat in the kitchen of the little trailer, explaining to him what they were going to do. His face wore a mask of irritation, and he angrily flicked the ashes of his cigarette into an ashtray, his hand shaking as he brought the filtered tobacco up to his mouth and took a long drag.Dalton had never been so annoyed in his life. Trying to make this man see the truth and the light of day was beginning to wear on him. In his uncle's mind, he thought he could come up with the money he owed by himself. "Listen, I'm in the position that I can ask for it." Didn't mean he wanted to, but he would."It's not your job to save me." Sam leveled him with a stare.It was a stare that would have scared him back when he was a teenager, but these days Dalton faced scarier truths. Namely one about five foot six with long dark hair and the most soulful pair of hazel eyes he'd ever seen. After the night at Mandy's he'd realized wh
Mandy sat in the waiting area of Dr. Sparks' office. This early, she was the only one there, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she'd gotten there and there was no sign of Dalton. She had been telling the truth about not wanting to pressure him. If he wanted to be a part of their child's life, that would be his decision to make.Scrolling through her phone, she opened her social media account, and a memory popped up. It was dated a year ago, and it was a picture of the two of them. He had his arms around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder. The smile on his face was geniune, and the look he gave her was one of unfiltered love.It brought tears to her eyes, but they weren't the tears of despair she'd been crying lately. These were good tears, they were a display the love the two of them had shared, and she had hope for the first time they'd get it back.Him stopping to join her for lunch yesterday was a huge step in the right direction. Something so
As she had driven over to a small café on the other side of town, Mandy had kept her eyes peeled on the bike behind her. She'd been waiting for him to turn at a stoplight or keep on going when she'd pulled into the parking lot, but he hadn't. He'd kept his bike tucked in behind her car, following every move she'd made."Is this okay?" she asked, as she got out and he parked next to her.He surveyed the parking lot. It was pretty empty this time of day, and they would have some sort of privacy."This is great." He took his helmet off and stuffed his gloves inside, hooking it on the taillight of the bike."Are you okay?" she asked, offering her hand to him. He'd become uncharacteristically overcome with emotion when he'd heard the heartbeat of their child. It'd brought tears to her own eyes as she'd watched him struggle to get a grip."I'm good." He squeezed their hands together.As they'd left the appointment, he'd put the ultrasound pictures in his wallet, almost as if they