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Chapter Twenty

Piper

“Happy?” Wyatt asks as he walks into the living room of the adorable little farmhouse we just closed on yesterday and I force a smile to my face as I nod. Ever since we got back from our trip to Charleston, he has been amazing about checking in with me and making sure I’m feeling okay and when I’m not, giving me the reassurance I need to let the fear go. In a lot of ways, it feels like we’re newlyweds again and I can’t imagine being any happier than I feel now but getting back together, buying a house, and trying for a baby is a lot to take on at once and there are moments when the part of me that always remembers the dark time in my life is screaming at me to be more careful. But that part gets quieter and quieter every single day because Wyatt and this new life that we’re building together makes me so damn happy that I’m running out of room to harbor that fear.

“Deliriously,” I answer, my smile feeling more and more real as he sets the box in his arms down and walks over to me. His arms wrap around my waist and he pulls me closer, searching my gaze to a lie but he won’t find any. It’s odd to how the two polar opposite emotions can exist within me simultaneously but it’s working and despite any moments of hesitation I have or any trepidation I feel, I can’t remember the last time I was this happy. When Wyatt and I were together before, there was always this darkness within me that our love could never quite banish because I didn’t know how to deal with what had happened to me. But now, with the new tools I’ve learned from Dr. Brewer, I can appreciate what we have and I can completely live in the little moments that bring me more happiness than I could have ever imagined.

“Good.” He flashes me a grin before leaning down and sealing his lips over mine. I sigh into his kiss and mold my body to his as I run my hands down his arms before going back up and playing with the hair at the base of his neck. He hums against my lips and a shiver runs down my spine as he pulls away. “Shit, babe. We’ve got people coming over soon.”

“We can be quick,” I whisper, leaning for another kiss but he cuts it short as he pulls back and laughs, shaking his head.

“Later, I promise. I’ve got a surprise for you before everyone gets here.”

I frown as I drop my hands to my sides and he chuckles again, poking my bottom lip as it juts out in a pout. The sound of laughter has me fighting back a smile of my own as he spins me around and presses up against my back, covering my eyes with his hands. His lips brush against my ear as he instructs me to start walking and a wave of desire floods my body. God, I can’t get enough of this man these days and if it wasn’t for work and the need to eat, I don’t either of us would get out of bed.

We stop and he turns me to the side as he presses his lips just below my ear. “Ready?”

“Yes,” I answer as I fidget in his arms. What the hell kind of surprise could he have planned for much in such a short amount of time? We just got the keys yesterday and he hasn’t left my side since then. As he pulls his hands away, my eyes flutter open and my lips part as I gaze around the room, taking it all in. The once white walls are now a pale mint green color and there is a gorgeous mahogany crib set up on one wall with a matching changing table across from it.

“When did you have time to do all this?” I whirl around to face him and he grins as he reaches up and brushes his thumb over my cheek.

“I left the back door unlocked after we came to look at the house yesterday and I had some of the guys set this up last night. They only did a little ‘cause I figured you would want to decorate yourself…”

“And because they’re bikers, not interior designers?” I ask and he laughs, nodding.

“That, too. Anyway, I know it’s not much but it’s a start and hopefully soon, we’ll have a baby to bring home to this room.”

I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him, unable to put into words how much I love what he did for me. As his tongue tangles with mine in a heated kiss, I can see the life we both want, images of babies running down the hallway, their little feet slapping against the hardwood floors and their laughter echoing off of the walls fill my mind and tears sting my eyes. That life is something I want so, so badly and I can’t wait until it becomes a reality.

Wyatt’s hand slips into my hair and my back hits the doorjamb as he groans and grinds his hips into me, his kiss becoming more heated. I slip my hands around his back and under his shirt, pressing them against his skin as he starts kissing down my neck. The air punches out of my lungs as I tip my head back and close my eyes, warmth spreading through my body with each press of his lips.

“Baby…” I breathe, my fingertips digging into his skin as his teeth graze my neck. “I need you.”

The doorbell rings and both of our heads snap up as we struggle to catch our breaths. His eyes meet mine and I’m ready to tell all our friends to go get lost when he pulls away with a tortured look on her face.

“We’re picking this up later.” His voice leaves no room for argument and I barely hold back a whimper as I grip the door frame to keep myself up right. The doorbell rings again and he runs his hand through his hair. “Also, you stay here until you don’t look like you want me to fuck your brains out.”

I run my hand up my body as my skin tingles with need before I reach out, grabbing his hand and pulling him back to me. I steal a kiss and another. “Maybe just fuck my brains out real quick and then I won’t look like that anymore.”

“Baby,” he groans, his eyes closing as he sucks in a breath and rolls his forehead against mine. “They’re at the goddamn door.”

“They can wait.”

Whoever it is starts banging on the front door and the sound reverberates through the empty house as Wyatt growls. He pulls away from me again and takes a few steps back before holding his hand up when I push off of the door frame to follow him. “I was serious before. There is no way in hell I’m letting the guys see you like this. I’ll fucking murder them.”

“They’re all married now, Wyatt.”

“Doesn’t matter,” he growls, turning and stomping away from me. A smirk spreads across my face as I suck air into my lungs and try to get my mind off my husband’s naked body and all the things I want him to be doing to me. The sound of muffled voices drift down the hallway and I take another deep breath as I smooth my hands over my maxi dress before combing my fingers through my hair. When my heart rate has finally slowed to a more acceptable pace, I walk out into the living room with a smile pasted on my face.

“Hey, sorry to hear about your mom,” Wyatt says to Kodiak as I step up next to him and slip my hand into his. He glances over at me, his eyes still raging with need and my tummy does a little flip as I turn my gaze back to Kodiak and Tate. I’m glad they’re the first ones to show up since I already met them a few days ago when they stopped by my apartment so Kodiak could talk to Wyatt.

“What’s going on with your mom?”

Kodiak’s face is somber as he sighs and Tate wraps her arm around his waist. “She passed away a couple of days ago.”

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry,” I whisper, pain blooming in my chest as the smile melts off my face and Wyatt gives my hand a squeeze, reminding me that he is here and I can lean if I need to. A feeling of calm washes over me as I glance up at Kodiak. “What happened?”

“They said it was an aneurysm.” Tears shine in his eyes and he clears his throat. “I guess the good thing is that it happened fast and she didn’t feel any pain.”