Widow's Undoing (Ruthless Sinners MC #4) - L. Wilder Page 0,94
giving you time.” He eased over and kissed me on the temple. “Told them you wanted to take things slow and all that.”
“So, you’re good with moving in?”
“Hell, yeah.” A smirk crossed his handsome face. “I’ve been wooing you for months now trying to get ya to come around.”
“Wooing me? Is that what you’ve been doing?”
“Apparently, I’m not as good at it as I’d hoped.”
“You’re very good at it.” I slipped my arms around his neck, pulling him towards me. “I’m ready. I’ve been ready.”
“So, we’re gonna do this thing?”
“Yeah, Roman. We’re gonna do this thing.”
He crashed his mouth down on mine, kissing me with all the love and emotion he had bottled inside of him, and as I kissed him back, I knew I’d found my person. Roman wasn’t just my boyfriend and lover. He was my best friend, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life loving him the way he loved me.
Epilogue
Widow
Three Years Later
Corry’s big day had arrived. He was finally graduating from high school—a day he swore would never come. Being a typical eighteen-year-old male, he thought time passed too slowly, and his senior year was just dragging on. I, on the other hand, thought time had flown by. It seemed like only yesterday that I was pulling off on the side of the road to help Frankie. Back then, I only had my brothers and an occasional phone call to my mother and brother. Now, I had it all—Frankie, Corry, Sean, and our two-year-old son, Jackson. My life was complete which was something I hadn’t expected at my age.
I’d just gotten Jackson dressed for graduation, and he was looking like a million bucks. His crystal blue eyes seemed even bluer with the little grey dress shirt and khaki shorts his mother had picked out. He was feeling quite proud of his new outfit and was all smiles as we went to find his mother. I went to our bedroom and bathroom, and when I couldn’t find her there, I checked the kitchen and the boys room. She was nowhere to be found, so after checking the bathroom one last time, I went to check outside. I opened the back door and called out, “Frankie?”
When I didn’t get a response, I shifted my hold on Jackson and started down the steps. As soon as I got to the doorway of the garage, I called out to her again, “Frankie?”
Still no answer. I was just about to turn around and go back inside when I was hit with a whiff of cigarette smoke, which had me heading out to the front yard. I walked over to the bushes by the front steps, and sure enough, Frankie was there puffing away on a cigarette. When she spotted me standing there with Jackson, she immediately tossed it on the ground and stomped it out with her foot. “I know. I know. I’m just having a hard time with all this graduation stuff.”
“Why the hard time?”
“Because my oldest baby is leaving me, and I’m not sure if I’m ready for him to go.”
“He’s not leaving you, Frankie. He’s going to be here all summer, and even when he goes to college, he’s just going to MTSU. He’ll be like thirty minutes away.”
She stepped out of the bushes as she said, “He’s still leaving.”
“He’ll be back.” I cocked my eyebrow as I told her, “Didn’t know you still had a stash.”
“Momma,” Jackson cried as he extended his hands towards Frankie.
“I didn’t either until I went and looked, but don’t worry. It was my last one.” She took him into her arms and smiled. “Well, don’t you both look handsome.”
“I think we cleaned up pretty well.”
“That you did.” When she started back towards the garage, she asked, “You talk to your mother? Are she and Madden going to make it today?”
“Already told ya not to get your hopes up about that.”
“I know, and I haven’t. I just wanted to be sure she knew we wanted her to be there.”
“I called her and told her all about it. She said she’d try, which you know means she isn’t gonna make it.” I shrugged. “Madden has to take one of the kids to some birthday party, so they aren’t coming either. But Menace and Rafe are coming. Pretty sure Country is, too.”
“That’s awfully sweet of them.” When we got back inside, she handed Jackson back over to me and said, “Let me grab my purse, and I’ll be ready to go.”