Page 124 of Savage Outlaw

“Guess you hate me now, right?”

She asked the question so quietly it didn’t seem as though it came from his woman. It took him aback a second before he growled and lifted her onto his lap. She was too damn far away for his liking. She immediately winged both arms around his shoulders and brought her soft cheek to his rough one.

“If I didn’t know already how crap you were feeling I’d spank your little ass for that question.” He told her. “Hate you? You are why I’m alive, Roux. I’m a straight up tamed bastard. Put a leash on me, I might as well be your pet because you own me. You getting that? Hate you? Goddammit, Cookie, don’t you know yet how much I love your stubborn ass?”

“Poppy and Texas have been trying to get pregnant, she was taking a test today and got nervous so I did a test with her.”

“Yeah? Do you think Poppy switched them out as a joke?” He was grasping at straws for her sake.

He wanted this.

He’d known for only a few minutes and he wanted their kid in her belly.

If she weren’t so freaked out he’d be losing his shit now, ordering cigars, calling his dad. He’d wanna know which time they fucked that won the shot.

They fucked like the world had ended and they were the only two people left alive so chances were it could be any time.

“Unless she peed on them both when I wasn’t looking because they were both positive.”

“Damn, Texas is gonna be a daddy?” Butcher’s grin spread. And on the same day he got his MC cut back. He was happy for the brother; it was about time shit came up for him.

“Yeah, hoorah, hoorah for them. What do we do, Tad?”

Roux curled so far into his chest she was almost leaving an imprint in his skin. He ranged two hands down her back, soft and soothing, kissing over her cheek. “It could be a mistake.”

His gut tightened. “Then before we do anything let’s find out for sure, yeah? I’ll go and grab some of those tests from the drug store. Think you can piss again?”

She huffed a laugh and pushed her forehead into his cheek, her gorgeous scent surrounded him. “I’m not a dog, I can’t pee on cue.”

“I’ll grab a water for you before I go. You gonna be okay for a few minutes?”

Cupping her face, she somehow felt tiny to him, though he knew his girl was a titan. She was a fucking goddess who needed the world at her feet, but he’d be happy if it were only him. He brought her lips to his. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

It was impossible not to notice how her eyes followed him while he fetched a bottle of cold water from the fridge. He leaned over her and kissed her again.

How the hell was he gonna get through this if she didn’t want their kid?

He loved her wholly. Without restriction. Until death.

Her hands cupped around his neck before he could rise. He’d do anything to fix the worry etched on her face. Butcher smiled, rubbed their lips together. “Don’t worry, baby. You and me forever, got it?”

She nodded, smiling.

He wanted Roux, no matter what.

There was no one he loved more, this life and the next if he was lucky to have another with her. She was it for him.

So it was his girl he kept in mind when he rode to the drug store, bought what they needed and then got back to her. She was where he left her and his heart rolled in his chest.

“I’m scared to know,” she shared in the bathroom. “I mean, shit. I know already. It was pretty conclusive.”

“We’ll know for sure in a minute, baby, then we go from there, yeah?”

“I suppose we crossed over some relationship line if you’re watching me take a pee,” she half-laughed as he stood with his arms braced against the sink behind him.

Butcher sent her a grin in return. It didn’t feel out of the ordinary to him as she hunched over her knees and stuck a small glass between her legs and pissed in it. He wanted all the experiences with his Roux. There was nowhere he’d be but by her side. He couldn’t voice yet that he’d love to see her belly round with their baby. He wouldn’t enjoy her puking her guts up. But he’d love to be the one to take care of her morning sickness, bringing her all kinds of weird food and rubbing her aches. Fuck, he wanted that. Butcher was in many church meetings during Zara’s pregnancies when she called Rider, who’d take off at a moment’s notice to fuck his horny old lady.

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