“Sure, no problem.”
If it had been anybody else, Jax might’ve had a problem with Krissy tending to another man, but after her experience with Rafe, Krissy had made it clear she was done with bikers. She made his plate and made another for Jax and herself while Remington fixed a small plate for Tyler and Colt. Once they were done, the rest of us followed suit. We all piled up in the living room and watched the game. It was no surprise our Vols lost. They’d had a pretty rough go of it the year before, and it looked like this year would be more of the same. It didn’t matter to us. We had our beers in hand to help ease the scorn of their loss. By the time the guys started rolling out, most of the food was long gone and there was little left to clean up. The girls helped Remington get the dishes put away, and then they were on their way, leaving Remington and me alone to catch our breaths.
After we’d given the boys their bath and put them to bed, we went to our room and collapsed on the bed. I glanced over at Remington and smiled. She was lying on her stomach with her arms under her head, and she looked beautiful as always. Her hair was splayed out across her back, and her sweater had inched up around her waist, revealing the curve of her ass. Damn. Even after all this time, she still got to me like no other. She let out a deep breath as she asked, “That went well, don’t ya think?”
“Yeah, it most definitely did.” I closed my eyes as I said, “I think everyone enjoyed themselves.”
“I know it seems silly, but I still can’t believe Madeline and Thomas are married. Don’t get me wrong, they’re great together, and she’s really happy with him, but why did she try to set me up with him when she had a thing for him?”
“Maybe it took almost losing him for her to see how much he meant to her. Either way, I’m glad she set you up on that blind date.”
“What makes you say that?”
I rolled over to look at her. “’Cause if you hadn’t gone on that date with him, then I might not be lying here with you right now.”
“You’re such an old softie.”
“Softie, huh? Well, I tell you what. I’ve got something that’s not exactly soft right now.” I gave her one of my looks. “You up for a go? Maybe start working on baby number three.”
Her dark eyes narrowed with disbelief. “Your boys were just on the roof a few hours ago, and you want to try for another one?”
“Absolutely.” I leaned towards her and started kissing along the nape of her neck. “We need us a little girl to balance all the testosterone in this house.”
“And what happens when we have another boy?”
“I’m sure we’ll make it just fine. We always do.”
After a few more minutes of teasing, she rolled over to face me. The second I saw the lustful look in her eyes, I knew I had her. She pressed her lips to mine, and it didn’t take long for things to get heated. It was always like that with Remington—possessive, hungry, eager. Riddled with need, I reached for the hem of her sweater and slipped it over her head. I was about to unfasten her bra when I heard Colt call out, “Momma?”
I looked up to find Colt and Tyler standing in our doorway. They were both in their pajamas staring at us with sleepy eyes. Tyler inched further into the room as he whispered, “We can’t sleep.”
“What’s wrong, buddy?”
“We had a bad dream.”
“Both of you...at the same time?” I smiled as I asked him, “You sure about that?”
Remington sat up and quickly put her sweater back on. Before getting out of bed, she leaned over and kissed me briefly before whispering, “Remember this moment the next time you want baby number three.”
“Are you kidding? This only makes me want one even more.”
“And that’s why I love you like I do.” She smiled and got up from the bed. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
I watched the three people I loved most in the world walk out of the room and down the hall. At first, I could hear Remington talking to the boys, but after a few minutes, the house fell silent. When I got up to check on them, I found Remington sound asleep on the edge of the bed next to Tyler and Colt. It was a sight that moved me in a way I couldn’t begin to describe. In the good times and bad, they were my world, my true purpose, and with them, my life was complete.
The End