Page 1 of A Perfect Christmas with Chaos
PART 1
EMBER
I SHAKE my head and look around at the presents filling the front room.This is too much.I turn to the sexy man standing next to me to tell him exactly that; however, I pause, taken back by the happiness radiating out of him—the way the corner of his mouth is inched up, how the glow coming from the tree brightens his golden skin and puts a sparkle in his amber eyes.
I don’t know why, but how handsome Mav is still shocks me.I guess I’m still blown away that he’s mine, and instead of being the asshole he was when we met, he’s everything I could have ever imagined wanting.And he’s given me everything I’ve dreamed about having: a beautiful home, a family, a loving father for Will.
I rub my hand over my small baby bump.And one more child to love on the way.
My gaze sweeps over the magical sight that is our home and our first Christmas together.
This right here makes it all worth it—the trials I faced, the pain I endured, all those wrong turns that led me here.I’d do it all over again if I had to.
Weaving my arm under his, I wrap it around his back.“She’s not going to know what to play with first.”
Mav slides his hand around my waist until his fingers caress my hipbone and dip beneath my pajama shorts.Giving me a coy smile, he says, “My money’s on the bike over the dollhouse.”
“I think she’ll love them both.”Although I suspect the only reason Will asked for the dollhouse was because it’s what Medda wants to play with when she comes over.
After eyeing the new purple, black, and white bike, with all its bells and whistles, I have to agree with Mav.The leather jacket he had made with her name on it isn’t going to go unnoticed either.Will is going to have stars in her eyes when she sees them both.
Ever since Mav gave her her first ride on his motorcycle, she’s been obsessed with anything that has two wheels.She thinks her hoard of HOC uncles are the coolest thing since I started slicing her grilled cheese sandwiches into four squares.Her new love of bikes has more to do with her fixation with them and the new main man in her life than anything else.
When Mav finally sneaked his way into her heart as he did mine, Will didn’t just come to adore him; she became his mini-me, his shadow.They started to do everything together when he was home.They drew together, cooked together, and worked out in the shop together.
Honestly, I used to find myself a little jealous of how close they’d gotten.Especially because the closer they became, it seemed, the farther apart Mav and I drifted.
Or at least I felt that way until a couple of days ago.
See, there had always been a distance between Mav and me after what happened with Warner.Mav stayed away because he was giving me time to heal.I stayed away because I didn’t know where we stood.He’d gone from being a bachelor and enjoying partying, sex, and alcohol every night to becoming a nurse, cook, maid, and nanny.And I couldn’t tell day to day, if he regretted his decision to bring us here.My fears only escalated when he started to spend more and more time away from us.I knew what went on in the clubhouse.I could only imagine the temptations thrown in his lap daily.Part of me even understood that a man had needs.Needs that, for a long time, I didn’t feel like I could handle without memories of Warner hijacking my mind.
But still, the idea of Mav with someone else ate at me.I tried to trust him.I tried to fight the awful thoughts filling my head every time he walked out the door.But that void between us grew each time he left, and my confidence in us faded with each passing day.
Until I decided to confront him.
Discovering the real reason behind why Mav had stayed away was a huge turning point for us.That revelation changed everything.
Feeling his arm squeeze me tighter, I look at him.
“What are you thinking so hard about?”
I lay my hand on his stomach as he tucks me closer so I'm cuddled up against his side.“Just about how messed up things were before and how perfect they are now.”
After sweeping my hair away from my forehead, he cups my face and lifts it.“Oh, yeah?”That grin of his nearly has my panties melting away.“You happy, baby?”
Nodding, I smile up at him.“I am.Not sure I could be happier.”
His eyes travel over my face, and his thumb strokes my jaw.“Yeah?Is that because I gave you multiple orgasms this morning, or because it’s Christmas tomorrow and you finally get to open that little present from your secret admirer?”
He teases, but his eyes waver from me to the present wrapped in gold paper with a gold sheer bow beneath the tree.It’s about the size of two large books and it came with no return address.I’ll admit, I’m a little anxious about opening it.After all, it could be some sick gift from Davis to remind us he’s out there, or something from Warner’s father, who’s been using all his contacts to put heat on the club and find out if they had anything to do with his son’s disappearance.
However, deep down, I don’t think it’s from either of them—even though it's postmarked from San Diego.In my gut, I have a feeling it’s from only one of two people: either my mother who abandoned me, or my father, who tried to have me killed.
Mav plays it off like he’s not uneasy about it, but I can see how his eyes turn hard, and his body coils with tension every time he glances at the present, like he’s afraid the contents will somehow shatter the happiness we’ve found together.
Rising up on my toes, I place a peck on his lips.He groans and tries to deepen the kiss, but I pull back and rest my head against his chest as I watch the clock on the wall.I wait for the long hand to pass the twelve at the top.
Midnight.
