Page 244 of Deadly Sweet

Joking, because at this point in the pregnancy, everything’s a bitch.

The guys have told me how the entire pregnancy was a much better experience for them this time around. With Ashley–gag–they never felt like they could truly get the whole experience because their relationship was professional between them and her. At least they were determined to keep it that way, with no help from Ashley, who was always trying to insert herself into a pack that wasn’t hers.

They didn’t get to talk to the baby while she was in utero or feel the kicks whenever they wanted.

Now, they get to cuddle with my belly, talk to it, sing to it, and even read it stories whenever they want.

Sometimes Athena will sit down and draw pictures on my belly with her daddies.

And every time, I’m reminded how blessed I am.

My life has become so busy, I hardly have time to kill anymore.

The bloodlust hasn’t been as strong. After I got rid of the worst of the worst on my list, I took a step back, letting Duchess choose who lived and who died.

They weren’t worth my time anymore. Not when I’d rather be spending it with the people I love. I have a new life, a new start, and I want to enjoy every moment of it. Never will I take a second of it for granted.

“Ready?” Walker pops his head into the room.

“No,” I grumble.

His face slips into a smile. “Fuck me, Little Killer, you look edible,” he growls low, eyeing me up.

“Then eat me.” I flutter my eyelashes.

“Nice try,” he chuckles. “Let’s go.”

“Ugh,” I huff, waddling my ass towards the door, Jake right behind me.

A few months ago, I let Jake know that I was ready for my parents to know I was alive. I wanted him to be the one to tell them, but also let them know I wasn’t ready to meet them face to face yet.

It isn’t easy. To the world, Savannah Banks is dead. She died the day she was taken. From her ashes rose Savannah Holloway.

I still don’t remember my past, and honestly at this point, I don’t want to. I’ve built a new life, new memories. I can’t grieve for something I don’t remember.

But I couldn’t live with my parents thinking I was dead. They clearly loved me. My dad lost everything trying to find me.

A part of me hopes I can build something with them. Seeing Walker with his parents has made me crave something I didn’t know I wanted.

Jake told me that when he broke the news to them, they were ecstatic. They didn’t care about the fact that I wanted to stay dead to the rest of the world or that they couldn’t tell anyone I was alive at my request.

They were just happy I was alive and safe.

Jake kept in touch, emailing them and sending photos of the baby.

But with the new little ones coming along, I thought it was time to meet them face to face.

“Looking good, Savvy,” Jerry compliments, grinning when he sees me.

“Thanks, hero.” I wink.

“Stop,” Caleb growls.

“Why?” Jerry grins. “I love seeing you get all jealous.”

“It’s not fair.” He throws his hands up. “I missed out on that hero bond because you lied to me.” He glares at his brother.

So, the whole FBI thing? Yeah, it turns out Caleb isn’t a regular cop. Jerry was undercover on my case, a case Caleb was supposed to be on, but was taken off of without his knowledge because the higher-ups felt like he was getting too emotionally involved. He’s still very pissed about that.

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