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A giggle slips from my lips and Jack laughs loudly, shaking his head at his son. When he looks at me, he winks, and I feel a flood of happiness through my body. Everything about today feels right. There are no worries about what will happen when we leave here, it is just the three of us.

I am not naïve enough to believe that Christopher will just leave me or the club alone, he never likes to lose, but for now, I have to take each day as it comes and enjoy every second of it.

Pulling Dominic against my body, with my arm around his shoulders, I kiss his head again.

“I love you too, Domnic. And I love your father also. As for me moving in with you both, we will see, okay. That is the answer I cannot give right now, but I want you to know that if, and I mean if, your dad and I do not work out, I will still be in your life.”

“We will never end, baby. You are mine until my last breath, Lilith Cullen,” Jack states firmly, taking my hand in his on the table.

“Well, I think that Lilith Masters sounds better.” With that, Dominic jumps up and runs over to an activity wall, laughing.

“That fucking kid.” Jack chuckles, taking Dominic’s empty seat.

“You did so good with him, Jack.”

“We all did, babe. I may be his father, and for years I took that role seriously, but the club had my back. I got to finish school and get shit done so I could be the best dad he needed, because his mother was a cunt.” He kisses my cheek, and whispers words that make my heart melt right in this spot.

“But now he also has you.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

JACK

“Yes. You got it, Dom,” I call to him.

He is currently whizzing around the courtyard at the compound doing tricks but also learning how to gain speed to do said tricks.

Sipping from my beer, I let the pride wash over me seeing how good he had gotten over the past few weeks. This skateboarding shit really is something that he wants to do when he is older.

Silas had some new wheels for his board shipped in and also had a friend, who custom paints cars and bikes, add some designs onto the bottom of Dom’s board. He added half of the club’s skull to the board, and the club’s name along with some other shit that Dom is into.

“What time will Lilith be finished?” Dom calls to me.

“No clue, Kid. You know what the women get like when they do their beauty shit,” I reply, smiling.

“Freaking girls,” he gripes back, making me laugh more.

Lilith and some of the Ol’ Ladies are over at my parents’ house having a girly day. I am talking facials, and having their nails done. My mom even hired someone to give the girls massages, and I made sure, just like the rest of the men did, that they had hired a female masseuse.

Luna was more than happy to agree to having some chick’s hands on her. I swear she is as much of a slut as the guys were before they got claimed. One thing I will say about Luna is that she has fucking great taste in women. There have been many times over the years that I have found myself wanting a piece of the chicks she fucks, but most are full lesbian and do not like dick.

Footsteps gain my attention, and I see a sheepish looking Logan walking toward me. He is quiet but a fucking damn good prospect. He reminds me so much of Finan.

“He is getting good.” He nods toward my son.

“He is. Spending every spare minute practicing.”

“Jack, can I have a word about something?” I turn my head to look at him.

“Club or personal?” I edge. “If it is club, you need to bring it to Pres.”

He rubs the back of his neck, removing his baseball cap that he is always wearing and runs his hand through his dark blond hair.

“Kinda both, I guess.”

“Sit. Talk to me.”

He sits next to me on the table, his feet resting on the bench, elbows on his knees as he looks down at the ground.

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