Page 140 of Savage Outlaw

“Souls + Diablos = a perfect Savage.” - Roux

Nearly three years later

It was a big day.

Mother nature didn’t get that memo because the snow was so thick on the ground and in the sky. She wondered how they were even going to leave the house at all.

If Tad thought it was too dangerous …as he put it… then he’d make sure they stayed home. Her lanky biker with a heart of gold and skilled medical hands took their family’s safety seriously, even in the face of crappy weather.

Roux pulled the living room blinds aside to watch her husband clearing the pathway. It was the second time that week, the snow was not letting up at all.

“Papa in the snow?” A sweet voice asked behind her, tugging on Roux’s hoodie. She turned to smile at her curly haired daughter. Her little short tongue speech impediment was the cutest thing ever and always made Roux smile when Coco tried to sound her S’s. They knew when she was school age she’d need a speech therapist to work with her, but while she wasn’t quite three yet, they let their daughter be as magnificent as she already was.

“You wanna see?”

Coco jumped up and down, excited.

She had one temperament and that was animated. Coco saw the good in everything and treated every little thing asoutstanding. When she’d been pregnant, Roux was almost certain the kid of Lucifer would be born. But they’d gotten Coco. A bundle of six pound perfectness. Her mop of black hair and pursed lips, she didn’t even cry, not at first, as if she was assessing her surroundings.

Roux hooked her up, put Coco on her hip and then pulled the string to lift the blinds so they could both watch Tad out in the yard. Immediately Coco thumped her fist on the window. “Papa! Papa! Yook at me. Yook at Coco.”

Tad turned, wearing his dark gray cable knit sweater, a dark blue beanie hat pulled down over his ears, and his forever biker boots looking like the man of her dreams. He grinned, blowing a kiss. Making Coco dissolve into giggles.

He sent Roux a wink.

Her stomach muscles clenched.

The love was stillsohuge. And such a force in their life.

If it wasn’t the most powerful thing in the world, she didn’t know what was.

They’d had some rare time together this morning. He’d been at the club until late, Judge was in a fight and needed medical attention. While she was half asleep and aroused with his mouth attached to the side of her neck, he’d tried talking her into another kid.

He was out of his tree.

The answer to that was easy. A big fat no. and Tad knew why.

His fucking cannon dick.

She wasn’t sure if she forgave him yet.

There had been no preparing Roux on that first ultrasound to be told there were two heartbeats.

Two. Heartbeats.

Dumb as a rock, she at first thought the sonographer meant her heartbeat plus the baby’s..

Nah.

Roux had two babies in there.

She swore Tad walked on water for weeks while she stayed in a state of disbelief.

Crew was born not even a minute after Coco. The spitting image of his dad. He tried to do everything Tad did, it was hilarious. The first time Tad sat Crew across his lap on his bike in their driveway and edged the bike forward just a few feet, their boy went wild with happiness.

He was a born biker, that much they knew.

One of Crew’s favorite places to be was either at theSoulscompound or his Grampy’s club.

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