Hacking the Biker's Code (Dogs of Fire Savannah Chapter #6) - Piper Davenport Page 0,39
me to leave you.”
“You’ve done nothing wrong.”
“Neither have you!” he bellowed. “Jesus Christ, Parker, I’d sooner cut off my dick than think about leaving you.”
“Well, please don’t do that,” I mumbled.
He took a deep breath and held his hand out to me. “Come here.”
I slapped my hand in his and let him pull me onto his lap. God, it felt good and I couldn’t stop myself from burrowing my face in his neck. “I never want you to resent me.”
He gave me a squeeze. “The only way I’d ever resent you, Parker, is if you walked away from me. From us. I love you more than anything in this world, and it has nothing to do with your womb.”
I snorted quietly. “I want babies.”
“And we’ll have them. It just might not be the way we think and that’s okay.”
“I’m not ready to adopt.” I sat up and met his eyes. “But I can’t deal with losing another one.”
He sighed. “We’ll take precautions then, baby. When we’re ready to talk about adoption, then we’ll do that.”
I nodded. “Okay.”
“You gonna come home with me?”
“Yes.”
“No more talk of leaving me, beautiful, got it? Ever. You come home with me now, we’re in it for the rest of time.”
“The rest of time is a long time.”
“Yeah, well, it’s that or nothing. But you’re on notice that nothing isn’t an option.”
I blinked back tears, leaning down to kiss him. “Okay.”
He stroked my cheek. “I love you, baby. Please don’t ever doubt it.”
“I don’t doubt it,” I admitted. “I just sometimes wonder if it’s misplaced.”
“Which is fuckin’ idiotic,” he ground out.
“So Mom told me.”
“She did, huh?”
“She actually told me to pull my head out of my butt,” I admitted. “I’ve never heard her say ‘butt’ before. I was too shocked to laugh.”
Rabbit chuckled. “Well, now that it’s out, let’s figure how to keep it there.”
I dropped my forehead to his. “Okay, honey. I’m sorry.”
“Forgiven.” He kissed me gently. “Let’s get you home.”
I climbed off his lap and we made our way into the kitchen where my mom was already cooking something out of this world.
In the end, we stayed for dinner, and then I let Rabbit take me home, promising never to leave him again.
Parker
A FEW WEEKS later, I was in my shop, my life back on even ground. Renovations had begun on the new space, so Stevie was splitting her time between the stores, and I was training two more recruits to work with her.
Rabbit hovered again, but not overly so. He’d gone back to working with Doom in his body shop, but matched his schedule to mine so we were off on the same days, then he took Wednesdays off at the shop to work with me. This wasn’t a permanent situation, but I loved it all the same.
It had taken me a little time, but I was finally able to put myself in Rabbit’s shoes, and lean into the fact that he loved me just as much as I loved him. He’d proven time and time again he was here to stay, but for whatever reason, I had had a hard time believing it.
I was in the believing camp now, though. Finally. And things were blissful.
Plus, today was Wednesday, so Rabbit was with me, and he made sure we stole moments of making out throughout the day.
I was at the front counter, arranging vases of roses, when he walked toward me, sliding his phone into his front jeans’ pocket.
“Everything okay?” I asked.
He nodded. “All-hands for church tonight. Figured we’d stay at the barn. Willow offered to cook. Full disclosure, she offered you up, along with Jasmine and Olivia.”
I chuckled. “That sounds good. I should probably think about leaving some clothes there, huh?”
“Yeah, baby, you should,” he said, leaning over the counter. “We’ll have time to stop home later, but that won’t always be the case.”
“I’ll pack some things up tonight.”
“Sounds good.”
The bell on the door rang, indicating someone was walking in, so Rabbit grinned, and walked away. The rest of the day was surprisingly busy, considering it was the middle of the week and there weren’t any holidays coming up.
We closed up at six and headed to the duplex where I packed enough clothes to last me a week, along with my skincare routine, extra makeup, and the laundry detergent that didn’t bother my sensitive skin. Luckily, I had extras of everything, so should a zombie apocalypse hit, I could hide out at the barn for an extended period of time.