Chapter 6
Axel
“Faith.”
Ma fée . Fuck me, I called Faith the name I’d given her back when I first met her, and she became mine.
“Alex. Don’t say things you don’t mean,” Faith whispers, tears continue to flow down her cheeks.
“What do you mean? Things I don’t mean?”
“Calling me Ma fée. I haven’t been that to you for four years don’t say those words when you don’t mean them.” Shit her tears have always been my undoing. The only time I didn’t let them, was when I’d told her to leave me.
Fuck.
As pissed as I wanna be with her for keeping my kid away from me, the feeling vanishes almost instantly when she starts rambling and explaining. I cut my woman deep and that wound is deeper than any other I could have given her.
“Faith, listen to me. I get what happened between us hurt.”
“Happened between us? Alex, you’re the one who did it to us,” Faith mutters.
“ Ma fée , I know I did. Don’t need the reminder,” I growl, moving my hands away from Faith’s face and grip her arms. I pull her against my body nearly groaning at the feeling of having her this close to me.
“Alex, please,” she whispers my name and my dick twitches in my jeans.
After she left it took a long fuckin’ time for me to fuck any of the strays at the clubhouse, but I didn’t fuck them in any position but from behind.
I also never let them kiss me. I wouldn’t have be able to sink my dick into any of those bitches if I had because when I fucked them it was to images of my woman.
Was it shitty of me to do? Fuck yeah it was. I know it was especially now. When Lawson had told me Faith hadn’t been with anyone.
“Faith, I get it. I do and I’m going to take care of shit. You and Alec are coming home where you belong. With me. I know I fucked us up, but I want to be there for our kid. I want to fix what I broke between us,” I mutter speaking the truth, hoping she can sense the sincerity in my words.
I’ve lived with the knowledge of what I’d done to our family from the moment I did it.
Faith is it for me always has been. No one can replace her, and I need to convince her to come home to me, now that I’ve got her right in front of me.
I would thank the lunatic for going after her because he sent her straight to me.
Either way I’d already made up my mind before she knocked on the door, I was going to stay behind while my brothers rode the rest of the way up to Tracker’s club.
I intended to find my woman and convince her to come home.
“That’s not my home either, Alex. I’m not trying to throw it in your face, so please don’t take it as that but you ripped that away from me.” Fuck, the look of defeat shining in her gaze guts me. I did that to her. Stripped her of the woman who was full of attitude and full of life.
I’ll fix that as well once I get her back home where she belongs, and I will prove to her she wasn’t ripped from our home. Hell, everything is still there. I didn’t get rid of anything. Not even the clothes she’d once worn.
“Faith, it’s only right you come home. I get it but for Alec’s safety until I know what’s going on it is best you come back to Louisiana where I can watch over you both.
Fuse doesn’t have his shit with him to look into this guy and I’m not taking any chances.
So tomorrow, Pit and I will look over your car before they hit the road to finish the trip up to his sister while you, Alec, and I guess your friend Lyrica, who by the way needs to learn to keep her mouth shut when it’s none of her business, can head back home,” I inform her of the game plan.
“Lyrica is who she is and no one can tell her to do anything. She’s my best friend and has been there every day.
She was there when I needed someone when my parents died so excuse me if I’m not going to tell her to curb the attitude when that’s not who she is.
” There’s a bit of the woman I married coming forth, not much but it’s something.
But then her words sink in about her parents.
“Baby . . .” Faith shakes her head as she closes her eyes telling me to stop.
“Please don’t. I’m tired. I’ve been awake since six and now it’s well past two in the morning and Alec will be up first thing. I need sleep,” she proclaims.
Seeing the truth of Faith’s words, in the dark circles under her eyes, she needs more than a few simple hours of sleep. More like days’ worth of it.
“Alright, then we’ll talk after you get some rest. I’ve been on the road all day so I could use some shut eye as well,” I mutter.
Nodding, Faith turns to go into the room, and I stay behind for a brief moment. Letting out a breath I lift my arms in a stretch, clasping my hands together, and resting them behind my head as I look down at the balcony floor.
Why did I ever think that because I’d been shot, nearly losing my life, I couldn’t protect Faith? I could have, but I was to fuckin’ blind by the thought of not being able to, I threw our lives away.
Now I’ve got a second chance to make things right between us and I’m not about to let that shit pass me by. Fuck that.
My woman is in my room, same as my son. My family and I’m not going to let them slip through my fingers. I’ve lost enough time with them. I might have broken my promise to Faith once but I’ll make it up to her and show her just how damn good we can be again.
Sighing, I go back into the room, close and lock the door behind me as I focus on the two in the bed already snuggled together.
Shit.
This is what I’ve missed. I knew when we had kids Faith would be a great mother and this right here proves my words true.
Faith with her arms wrapped around Alec’s body protecting him as they lay in the middle of the bed.
Stripping out of my jeans, I climb into the bed behind Faith, wrap my arms around them for the first time in four years, knowing this is where I was always meant to be. I close my eyes and inhale the strawberry scent of Faith’s hair as I drift off to sleep.