Page 32 of Timeless

I hate writing. You know this. Yet here I am doing something I hate. Because you’ve had your phone call privilege cut. I’m guessing you do have a phone but I don’t have the number and I can’t reach out to my brothers.

How do I say this? You know that two-year plan of ours? For children? Well, we skipped a year. I had a boy last Monday and he is yours.

I knew you would just push me away harder if you knew I was pregnant. Wanting me to make a clean break from the lifestyle. Thinking you are doing the best for me, and him, if you cut us off.

I wasn’t going to tell you. Still don’t know if I’m doing the right thing. But I named him Jack, after you. Well, now he needs a last name.

Tae wants Jack’s last name to be his. But that doesn’t sit well with me.

Tae is actually looking after Jack and me and has asked me to marry him and move back to the UK. I haven’t made a decision.

Jack needs a father.

But you’re his father and always will be. So, when you get this, let me know if he can have your last name.

I understand you won’t want anything to do with me or him. I get it, Jax.

I’ll be at this address for the next month and then I’m moving. My promise of you never seeing me again might be broken. Because Jack will want to know you.

And I won’t lie to our son about anything. Like the reason you are in prison to begin with.

Let me know about the last name,

Amber.

I reread it, twice. My eyes just kept going back to the top. Tae had asked Amber to marry him? He had wanted my son to have his last name? Why hadn’t she sent it? I flipped the envelope over and found a big stamp on it sayingreturn to sender.

“You sent it?” I finally asked. Why hadn’t I gotten it? “Why did it never get to me?” I took my eyes off the letter and finally looked at her.

“Tae had your mail monitored. He sent it back to me.” She glanced at the letter I was clenching. “He said I was making a mistake.”

Fucking Tae. Suddenly I could imagine killing him more creatively than normal for doing this to me. She had broken her silence, all those years ago, and he had stopped it from reaching me. From me finding out I had a son!

If I had known Amber was pregnant, I wouldn’t have pushed her away. It took all my power to push her away. I would have crumbled at her feet, begging her to stay.

Begging for her to not cut me off.

If she had reached out to me all those years ago and I found out I had a son. I would have made sure he was protected by the club, living in one of my houses, living off my money and fuck, I would have even forced her to visit me with him.

Even though it is bikers’ code that you don’t let your partner visit you in prison. I wouldn’t have cared. I would have broken the rule. Because I would have needed to see her and I could have watched Jack grow. Every Sunday, I would have made sure that I saw her and him.

But that was all would haves and should have beens. The reality was zero of that happened because Tae fucking stopped it. He would have known I would pull Amber in closer and have a death grip on her and my son.

He wanted her and my son.

“What happened to the proposal?” I said. Did she marry him and it didn’t work out?

“I said no. As soon as I found out what he did with the letter, I told him I couldn’t have that kind of behavior around my son.” She looked away from me, at the manila folder and then back at me. “I told him you would always be Jack’s dad and he wouldn’t accept that. Wanted me to cut you off altogether.”

He was dead. Simple. I was going to kill him. He wanted my woman and my child. Who the hell did he think he was! Amber would always be mine. And my son…

“Why didn’t you try and send it again?”

God, when she told Tae to fuck off, she should have tried again.

“Jack got sick and I spent more time at the hospital than I did anywhere else.” She ran a hand through her long hair, looking torn up about remembering it. “It was a hard time. I didn’t have the strength to do it again.”

Well, she had the strength to do it tonight. I moved my arm off the back of the couch and around her.

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