I smile up at him. “Yes, you’re gonna fix my roof and in future you’re gonna work with Fox on all maintenance jobs.” I loop my arms around his neck. “We are never going to have this fight again.”
“Thank fuck.” His lips crash down onto mine before I know what’s happening and he shows me just how glad he is to be done with that fight.
He also shows me just how much he loves me.
But then, Hyde doesn’t ever have to show me that with the way he loves me physically because he shows me that day-in, day-out with his actions.
My husband is the best man I know.
And I will never stop choosing to fall in love with him.
11
KING & LILY
8 YEARS AFTER KING’S REIGN
In the Storm MC timeline, this takes place just after Battle Hearts
Lily’s POV
“Thanks for this,”I say to my sister as she finishes strapping Travis into her car.
She finishes what she’s doing and straightens. “Always. We love having the kids. And besides, King’s been gone five nights.” She lowers her voice so the kids can’t hear her. “You need dick, and three kids under the age of seven does not help with that.”
She’s right about all of this.
Idoneed dick.
Kinghasbeen gone for far too long.
And our kids are at the ages where it’s hard to find time alone with my husband.
Between the club, my work, and the kids, the last month has rushed by in a blur. I can count the number of times King has fucked me in that month, something I can’t usually do. Even with the kids always interrupting us, we usually find ways to connect, sometimes three times a day. But this past month, King has been away a lot, so there’s been fewer opportunities for sex.
I love sex with my husband because it keeps us close, but I can go without it if needed. King, on the other hand, struggles without it. Sex is not only how he processes life and refuels, it’s one way he gives love. It’s also how he prefers to receive love. King’s life and work can be chaotic and dangerous at times; when he comes home to me, he craves this connection. It’s a form of soothing for him. Not that he’d ever call it that, but after eight years with this man, I see sex for what it truly is for him. And so I know, that after having sex only nine times this month, King will need me to himself when he arrives home tonight.
“Can you keep them until after lunch tomorrow?” I ask.
“Absolutely. I was actually thinking of taking them to the beach all day, and bringing them home just before dinner.”
“That would be perfect.”
She smiles and pulls me in for a hug. “Done.”
“I love you.”
“Right back at you,” she says at the same time Travis calls out for his aunt. “Okay, we’d better go before Travis decides he only wants his mother.”
“Yes, go.” My son can be clingy when he wants. A bit like his father. Again, not a word King would ever use to describe himself, but it’s true; there are times when he does not want to share me.
I watch them drive away before going inside. I’ve got what feels like a million loads of laundry to do before King arrives home, as well as a kitchen that looks like a bomb hit it, and a mess throughout the house to tidy.
Sighing as I think about all this housework, which I don’t love to do, I put my headphones on and get to work. King’s due home in around three hours, which should be enough time for me to get this all done and take a bath.
Time passes, and I lose myself in the cleaning. I’ve done a couple of loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen, and am in the middle of vacuuming the lounge room when a strong arm circles my waist.
“I want you naked,” King growls against my ear as he wraps his free hand around my neck.
