Page 61 of Never Wed an Outlaw

The shitty morning turned around when the text came in.

BABY COMING, SIS. MEET US AT THE HOSPITAL IF YOU WANT TO MEET HER.

Firefly's number. I jumped up, ripped open the screen door, and shook off my weird sickness.

“Guys, I need to leave! Follow me to the hospital if you want. Cora's about to have her baby.”

The prospects smiled. One of them, a big man named Apache, followed me in, got on his bike, and followed mycar the whole way to the hospital.

I met Huck in the waiting room. God, it had been forever since we'd hung out. I remembered how much I missed him as soon as his big, brotherly arms enveloped me.

“Damned good to see you, sis. You've always got a place with us, whatever happens withhim.”

I pulled away and looked into his eyes, sensing the smoldering anger when he referred to Dusty. “I'm here to meet my niece and support you guys. Wouldn't miss it for the world.”

We both shared a smile. Good timing because about a second later, a nurse wearing scrubs tapped him on the shoulder.

“Mister Davis? You can come with me, if you're ready. It's almost time.”

I squeezed my brother's hand one more time and watched him head for the delivery room. I found myself a chair, a sexy, suspenseful read for my phone, and settled into the waiting room.

There hadn't been enough good news since the wedding, but today was going to change that. Smiling to myself, I leaned back in my chair, content that I'd be meeting the brand new addition to my family in just a few hours.

“Look at her.She's got Davis eyes.” A very tired Cora passed me the baby, laying in her bed, smiling from the fierce labor she'd just gotten through.

Firefly smiled, hanging over my shoulder, watching as I snuggled the little bundle to my chest and saw her face for the first time.

Total darling.

“Oh, Lucy. Could you even be any more precious?” I whispered down to her, my heart fluttering a hundred beats a minute when the tiny baby opened her bright blue eyes, and gave me something like a smile.

Moreprecious? Obviously not.

Firefly laid a tender hand on my shoulder, admiring his daughter, the same rich, manly scent Dusty wore rolling off him. “Wish like hell mama could've seen this,” he said.

My eyes lingered on little Lucy for a few more seconds before I looked up, stared into my brother's eyes, and gave him a bittersweet nod. “She's looking down from a better place, Huck. I have a funny feeling she's never been prouder. You're going to give Lucy the best life a little girl could hope for.”

“You got that right,” he said, reaching for the baby and bringing her to his chest. “Already had plenty to fight for before today. Now? Shit, it's like I've got ten times as much.”

Cora and I shared a look. We were both trying not to cry as Huck held up his daughter, cradling her tiny face to his. Those big biker hands folded around her like shields, two protective paws that would never, ever let her down. Not for anything.

Would being a father mellow him? Maybe when he got them home, and settled into his new life, he'd reconsiderthings with me and Dusty.

Seeing little Lucy gave me new hope that the bad blood would fade. Even faster if we could just track down the Sicilians, finish the job, and turn all our attention to our brand new lives together.

Whether it happened quickly or not, life didn't slow down. It went on, rich and vibrant and ever changing, quickening as the years went by. I looked at my brother and brand new niece again, smiling wider.

Whatever happened, I had a strange feeling it involved another baby, sooner than I imagined. Dusty talked more about a family every week, and the idea didn't scare me like it used to. With my husband, anything was possible, however scary or impossible it might've looked just a few short weeks ago.

I walked over to Firefly and Lucy one more time, stroking the baby's brow before I said goodbye. “I'll be back here tomorrow, guys. Looks like you both need some sleep and quality time with the new baby girl. I won't get in the way of that.”

“Wait.” Huck spoke sharply when I was halfway to the door, one hand reaching for the silver handle. “Give my best to the Prez when he gets home tonight. Him and I still ain't on good terms, but staring at each other like fuckin' tigers every day we're both at the clubhouse is getting old. I don't want to be his enemy, even if I think he's a rat bastard for marrying you under everybody's nose. I'm re-thinking some things, Hannah, and I want him to know it. Tell him. Please.”

Just when I thought the day couldn't get any better...

My fingers tightened on the handle, and I nodded. “I will, Huck. You're a good man, and Cora's a lucky woman. You're going to be just as good a father as you are my big brother.”

One more tender look before I stepped outside, and gently closed the door behind me. Thank God.

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