Page 186 of Reaper's Rival

“You don’t have to prove anything to me, Kade.”

“Come on guys, let’s go!” Trigger shouted from the footpath next to their motorbikes.

Dad was already on his, and so was Brad. Looks like they were waiting for my man.

“You better go.” I let go of him, smiling. “I’ll meet you back at the clubhouse.”

Just before I was out of arm's length, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back, kissing me protectively. Not caring my dad was only meters away. Not caring he was holding everyone up.

He pulled away, resting his forehead against mine. “I’m darn proud of you, Abby. You gave me a perfect son.”

My fingers ran across his jawline. “I think you had something to do with that.”

He smirked. “Drive safe, babe.” He let go of me and whacked me on the butt as I walked back to the car. I climbed in, watching him walk down to the bikes.

“Since when did Reaper do public?” Kim arched her eyebrows at me, looking rather stunned.

“Since I gave him the perfect son.” I grinned at her foolishly.

Kim and I both looked in the backseat, our heads touching as we stared at my little boy.

“He is perfect,” she agreed.

I couldn’t stop grinning as I turned back around. The boys had taken off. I pushed the button to start the car, feeling the steering wheel.

“I love this car,” I said, hearing the power at my foot.

Kim pulled her sunnies down and shook her head. “Of course you would love the tank.”

“I say we take the long route home.” I readjusted the rearview mirror so I could see Tyson and took off.

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Kim and I had tuned in to the ABC radio station and were singing along to nursery rhymes. Tyson had fallen asleep, so we couldn’t even say we were doing it for him.

“Can you imagine Reaper’s face if he has to listen to this?” Kim laughed as I stopped at a red light.

“I actually think he is going to adapt really well.” I had faith in my husband. Though the Reaper is known for coldness, he had only shown love toward his son.

The light went green and I took my foot off the brakes, rolling into the intersection. Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw a car coming at us. I didn’t have any time to react. Just as I turned my head to get a full look, it rammed us right in the side, pushing us across the intersection.

Kim screamed. I screamed. Tyson started to cry. The car came to a stop. Oh my god, I was alright.

“Kim, are you ok?” I said, unstrapping my seat belt.

I looked her over. A cut on her forehead, but she nodded her head.

I twisted over to look in the backseat. Tyson was fine. My pumping blood pressure eased. Tyson was ok. We were ok.

“What an idiot,” Kim said, looking at the black van, which was stuck on our side. It revved back.

My temper went up. “I’m going to kill them.” They had put my life in danger, Kim’s life in danger, and most importantly my son’s life in danger. God help them if Reaper gets a hold of them.

I was unlocking the doors when Kim stopped me.

“QUICK ABBY, LOCK THE DOORS!”

I looked up in time to see masked men jumping out of the van. My finger pressed the lock button again, securing us in the car.

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