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“So you’ve decided to go with him, Abby?”

“Yep.”

“And about the baby?” Roach looked at her, wanting an answer.

“You will have a grandson.”

And just hearing that had me grinning. She wasn’t back to herself yet, but I knew she was coming back to me. Agreeing to keep the baby was the first step. Helping her come back from the hell she had been through was next.

“I’m happy to hear that, but,” he pointed his coffee mug at her, “I’m not happy with the tattoo.”

“Doesn’t matter, Dad. It’s not coming off.” Abby sounded happy about that. “And you can’t give me a lecture when you have Mom’s name.”

“I never made her get mine though.” Roach looked at me as if I was the one to force Abby to get it.

“Reaper had nothing to do with it. Hell, he didn’t even know I got it.”

“Yeah, and now it’s never covered!”

“So?”

“So,” Roach looked between us. “You two are never solid. Making a commitment like that is a big deal.”

“Well, I’ve made it.” Abby pushed away from my arms. “Now I’m going to give Kim a lecture about letting the kitchen get so low on food.” She turned and kissed me on my cheek. “I’ll see you later.”

And she was gone, leaving me with Roach.

I doubted that Abby was even halfway up the passage before Roach’s eyes narrowed at me.

“You going to look after her?”

“Always have, always will.”

“You going to look after my grandson?”

“You already know the answer to that.”

“I wouldn’t let Abby just leave and start a family with anyone.”

“This your way of saying you are giving me your approval, Prez?” I smirked.

“Stop smirking. Just because I’m letting her go doesn’t mean I won’t drag her back as soon as you fuck up.”

“Not fucking this up.” And I meant it. I was going to make sure that the happiness I had just seen in her eyes stayed. I was going to make sure that hollowness and emptiness was gone forever. I wouldn’t stop till she was back to herself.

And seeing that happiness in her eyes minutes ago proved to me she was coming back.

Chapter 23

Kim

I don’t know how Reaper did it, but the cold, distant Abby was gone. She had slowly come back to herself. She was back helping out around the club, and they seemed stronger than normal. In fact, they were glued to each other.

And it was starting to piss me off. I was starting to miss not seeing them together.

“Oh for the last fucking time, would you two stop it,” I fumed, slapping my magazine down and glaring at them.

Abby laughed and just curled in tighter to Reaper. The two were making me sick. Always kissing, always cuddling, and Abby had taken to always sitting on him. Which I don’t know why he wasn’t complaining, seeing she was five months pregnant.

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