Silver Saints MC Volume 1 - Fiona Davenport Page 0,93

chided as I helped her take her helmet off. “You know you can’t ride the bike with Daddy when you’re pregnant.”

My husband hadn’t managed to find a way to knock me up again when I was already pregnant, but he came pretty close. Born only eleven months apart, Alice and Kate were what some people called Irish twins, but I liked to refer to them as my little handfuls. Having them so close together meant I was always running after one or the other, so we’d held off on having another until they were both in school.

This past August, I’d cried my eyes out when we dropped them off for their second day of kindergarten and first grade. My independent little girls had insisted they didn’t need their mommy or daddy to walk them inside like we had the day before. I sat in the passenger seat of the truck and watched with tears streaming down my cheeks as Alice led her little sister down the sidewalk and through the doors of the school. I was still crying when we got home, but Dom carried me to our bedroom and fucked the sad out of me. He’d also knocked me up again and loved to brag that it had taken him no time at all once I got off my birth control.

Rubbing my hand over my rounded belly, I smiled at my oldest daughter. “I know, sweetie. But I can still be a little sad about missing out since I love to ride with Daddy, too.”

She nodded and grinned back at me. “I bet a cookie will make you happy!”

“I like the way you think, sweetie.” My newest craving of the week was chocolate, and we had a fresh batch of double chocolate chip cookies in the kitchen that I’d just baked that morning. Following her into the garage, I waited until she put her helmet and gloves away before heading into the house. After she washed up, Alice made a beeline for the cookie jar while I grabbed a carton of milk from the fridge. We’d each devoured two cookies by the time we heard the roar of pipes when Dom and Kate returned.

I grabbed two more glasses out of the cabinet and filled them with milk. As I was setting them on the table, my husband and youngest daughter walked through the door that led from the kitchen to the garage. Kate saw the plates with crumbs on them and yelled, “I want cookies, too!”

I pointed at the big jar on the table. “There are plenty left.”

“After you wash your hands,” Dom reminded her, and Kate changed direction to head over to the sink first. He waited for her to finish up before washing his hands, too. Then he helped Alice rinse her plate and glass and put them in the dishwasher. Once that was all done, he joined Kate and I at the table, where I was munching on another cookie. He brushed a kiss over my lips and grinned. “Mmm, you taste like chocolate.”

“That’s because she had three cookies,” Alice grumbled.

“No fair!” Kate cried. “How come Mommy gets extra cookies?”

I pointed at my belly. “Because I’m eating for two. That means I can have four cookies if I want.”

“When I’m married and pregnant, I’m gonna eat all the cookies,” Alice muttered with a frown.

“Yeah, me, too,” Kate agreed after gobbling down her first cookie.

Dom glowered at both of the girls. “You’re going to have to wait a long damn time before that happens since you’re not allowed to date until you’re thirty.”

They giggled, but I knew better. Their daddy was as protective of our girls as he was with me. If he could figure out a way to keep them home with us forever, he would. But at least he’d have someone to follow them around when their baby brother was born in a few more months.

Extra Epilogue

Lucy

“Thanks for watching kids tonight,” Dom rumbled, handing a few twenty-dollar bills to the babysitter.

Staci, the seventeen-year-old girl who lived next door, grinned up at him. “No problem, Mr. Lazar. They’re always super easy to take care of. Not like some of the other kids I babysit.”

My gorgeous hubby’s gaze slid over to where Alice and Kate were cuddled on the couch, watching a show. “They better be.”

Staci giggled, shaking her head as she grabbed her backpack off the coffee table. The girls could be a handful sometimes, but they’d been on their best behavior with her ever since