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“I’m so fucking sorry, red,” I rasp, “I should have sat at your bedside, I should have spoken to you before giving you those papers, to help you see my point of view on shit, my guilt. I should have given you a voice, and I’ll forever regret that.”
I lean forward and place my forehead against hers, and promise, “I will never let you down again, I will never hurt you, I will always protect you. I love you, Rose. Please forgive me…”
A few tears fall as she closes her eyes at my promise, and she chokes, “You get one chance, Cage.”
“A chance I’ll never take for granted,” I swear before I press my lips against hers and gently roll us so she’s on her back and I’m between her legs, not allowing her to think over what she just said.
I know I have a long way to go, I know she doesn’t trust me, and I definitely know I fucked up by not fighting for us. The factthat she came to me, that she’s here, willing to try, I won’t take it for granted, just like I won’t let her get in her head.
I find her entrance with my cock, and I slowly glide in before moving my hips in a steady, gentle rhythm, still aware of her injuries.
Rose wraps her legs around my waist as I barricade her head with my arms, and kiss her full of love and passion while we make love, her walls squeezing my dick snugly, sending shivers down my spine, and everything around us disappears.
Forever, I’m going to spend forever with this girl and her body agrees.
Epilogue
Rose – Four And A Half Years Later
I sigh as I unlock the front door and walk into the two-story home Cage had built before he met me on club property.
It’s a five-bedroom, six-bathroom house with a wraparound porch and a garage just off to the side. Honestly, I thought it was too big for us. I actually asked if he could knock some of it down after I moved in, which was only when I had found out I was sixteen weeks pregnant, much to his dismay.
He wanted me to move in straight after we reconciled, but I refused, needing time to learn to forgive him. I would have gone longer if fate hadn’t gotten in the way.
Turns out trying to heal from being stabbed in the chest and going through the qualifications to become a cardiology pediatric nurse blocks everything out, including being late and not remembering I wasn’t on anything to protect frompregnancy. Our daughter Lilly, named after her favorite aunty, Kimberly Lilly Anders, was conceived the night I fought for my husband when he wasn’t willing to fight with me.
God, it took me so long to forgive that man.
I was always questioning his actions, wondering when he was going to leave, and yes, it brought out a lot of insecurities in me and caused plenty of arguments, especially when I was hormonal and didn’t even know it.
Poor Donna didn’t know how to handle me at work where my emotions were concerned until we figured out my emotional state was because I was pregnant.
She celebrated while I sobbed, scared Cage was now going to leave me, thinking things were too hard for him, but instead, he held onto me tightly and actually became a little suffocating.
The man wanted to wrap me up in bubble wrap, while I wanted to strangle him.
Anyway, I thought this house was too big, but Cage said he wanted to fill it with our babies, and now, with a four-year-old, a three-year-old, and a one-year-old, it’s kind of perfect.
I'll never know how I managed to complete my qualifications while being pregnant continuously.
I drop my bag on the side table near the front door before moaning as I remove my shoes, my feet aching.
I’ve just completed an eight-hour shift while trying to hold Donna back from kicking the crap out of Dr. Andrews, the new doctor in the ER, with whom she may have had a one-night stand.
Apparently, he knew who she was before they slept together, and it pissed her off. Then she had found out he’s basically her boss, one role down from Doc, that made things worse. Heck, I thought Doc was going to pass out from laughter with her theatrics.
It’s safe to say the shift was long.
I hear squeals of laughter through the house, and I smile softly as I follow the sound of my children.
Lilly, Cage and I’s oldest, is the spitting image of me, while Penelope and Jesy are their father’s twins. All three kids helped me heal, helped me forgive their father and now, we’re stronger than ever and despite the tensions that have gone on over the years within the club. The crap Doc had to deal with and the pain some brothers went through, things have settled down.
Although my husband, who gave me a wedding ceremony with our friends and family right after we found out I was pregnant with Lilly, is currently on my shit list.
I walk through our kitchen before coming to the open sliding door. I smile seeing Cage running around the yard, chasing the kids and my heart skips a beat at the relaxed grin on his face, which hadn’t been there for a while a few years ago.
The club went through a bad patch, through traitors and snakes roaming around and a couple of brothers who found their ‘ones’ as Cage like to calls us. Only to mess up with them, then there’s everything that happened with Doc and the fight he had on his hands.
