Page 61 of One Night with the Biker

If Razor wanted to kick my ass for fucking up so royally and knocking up my enemy’s little sister, then I’d take the beating. Ainsley needed my help. She was pregnant by me. That made me responsible for her and the baby. Even if we didn’t work out, I’d always look after her. If she was happy, healthy, and stress-free, then our child would be, too.

Her immediate need was an obstetrician and a place to stay. If the cabin was closer to the city, I’d tell Jinx that she had a roommate for the time being. Louisiana might serve as another complication, though. No matter what else he said, I was convinced he wouldn’t want me with Ainsley.

Growling in frustration, I yanked on my jeans and left the bedroom. At the edge of the short hallway that led to the living area and compact kitchen, I heard Ainsley’s voice.

“Roman, please call me. Please. I’m so sorry.” She sniffled. “I wish I could say I didn’t want a relationship with Reese, but I can’t. He doesn’t want me. Neither you nor him can make me abort my baby. Please don’t turn your back on me. Nova said this was a shitty way to repay you.” She laughed nervously. “Allowing your op to make a baby inside of me. She said a bunch of things. I-I shouldn’t have…I didn’t have anyone else to talk to and Nova said the rhythm method worked if it came to that. Now, she told me she’d counted wrong. Please call me. Even if you hate me, don’t think of my baby as the enemy. Like Nova does.”

That cunt needed to die, too.

“I love you, Roman. Thank you so much for being the best big brother any girl could ask for. Bye.”

Goddamn if her heartfelt words didn’t touch me. If Roman didn’t soften, then he was as cold as rumor always suggested.

Shoving my hands in my pockets, I showed myself.

“I’m going to look for a full-time job, so I can have health insurance for me and the baby.”

I pulled out a chair at the table and sat, then lit a cigarette, waiting for her to continue. She didn’t. “I would’ve shot the fuck out of Trinity,” I conceded around a plume of smoke and watery eyes. “Roman saved me a bullet.”

“Okay,” she said hoarsely.

I got to my feet and flicked ashes in the sink, since I didn’t see an ashtray. Then, I remembered. Jinx liked glass ashtrays. She’dprobably broken every one of them in her anger, then rushed to clean up after my call. Until she talked to Ainsley, she would’ve considered her an outsider.

I returned to my seat.

“I never saw myself as a father, Ainsley. I just didn’t want to expose my emotions to such vulnerability.”

“I understand.”

“No, babe. You don’t.”

I wanted her to. I wanted her to understand my fear of losing another family as I’d lost my parents, sister, and brother. By the time I finished, she stood between my parted thighs after running to comfort me. Dropping my arms, I took her face between my hands.

“Is there anything else I should know about your brother?”

“Just that I love him and don’t want him to die.”

“A life for a life, Ainsley. That’s our world. I already saved him once. It can’t happen again. Under any circumstances.”

“Reese, please—”

“It’s club business.” What didn’t she understand about that? “You have no say in it. I’m not the president. I can’t do anything more than I already have.”

“Can you try—”

“No,” I said with finality. “Our club’s are enemies.Enemies. Mortal fucking enemies. You’re the one who has to change your wrong thinking. It’s been this way long before I joined the club and it’ll be this way long after I’m dead and gone.”

She flinched at those words. My heart did a funny little flip at the thought that my life mattered to her just a little.

I gentled my tone. “I know it’s a bitter pill to swallow. One of us killing the other. You’re havingmybaby, so I’m asking you to give me a chance. Give us a chance. I care about you and I missed you. Let’s disconnect from the world for the rest of the day, so it’sjust me and you.” I pressed my hand against her stomach. “And the baby.”

“Were you ever going to contact me?”

“Maybe if I had a chance to miss you, but Louisiana kept me informed of your every move. As long as he did that, I convinced myself I didn’t need to contact you…”

I narrowed my eyes.

Sonofabitch. He’d known exactly what the fuck he was doing.

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