EPILOGUE

COWBOY

SIX MONTHS LATER

Pulling my motorcycle up the long driveway to our house, I see the horses in paddocks, and a profound peace settles over me. I’d been on the run from my family’s ranch, just like my wife had been from hers. Now, we have the three horses and our kids.

Ria is a year old and the little boss of the house. She knows it too. I never regret the day that she became a part of our lives, but I miss Carrie so much and wish she could have watched her own daughter grow.

My son, Kary, is a six-month-old, soon-to-be crawling little terror.

His aunt, Tiffany, calls him the baby velociraptor.

Because if he can get a hold of it, he’s going to tear it apart.

He rolls everywhere he wants to be more so than his big sister did.

Plus, he’s already outweighing Ria. Both are seventeen pounds.

Tiffany has become a permanent fixture in our home.

She’ll only go back to the Forging Forbes Ranch in the summer and some holidays.

I know Penelope misses her youngest daughter, but she saw how much Tiffany was thriving here.

Tiffany has let her hair go back to a normal color, but she’s still a broody teenager.

I love seeing the kids’ toys in the grass at the center of the circular driveway. I love it even more when I step foot in my house and hear the chaos that is my family. Right now is no different.

“Tiffany, please get ready. Callum will be home any time now, and we have to get ready for family night at the clubhouse.”

As more and more of us brothers find our women, the clubhouse has become more of a family gathering place than a party place.

I watch as my wife, with her long hair up in a ponytail, rushes into the room.

She’s in a pair of tight jeans, a cropped shirt that shows off her trim belly, and her cut that declares her mine.

It’s a sight I love more than anything in this world, because I know, twice over, what it feels like to not only potentially loose her but the loneliness of her being out of my life.

I snag her by the waist and pull her into my body. “Baby, tonight this tight ass and sexy cunt are mine,” I growl into her ear.

She moans and presses back into my already hard cock.

“Oh my God! Can’t you two keep your hands off each other for a couple of hours. It’s like you didn’t just see her this morning,” Tiffany gripes as she steps into the room. She’s dressed in a pair of black ripped jeans, a band T-shirt, and a pair of black heeled boots.

“Oh, come here, baby. Let’s show her what a married couple do.” I tease as I kiss up Andi’s neck.

“That’s just gross,” she bites back and walks over to pick up Kary.

“Come on, my little velociraptor. You shouldn’t see what your mommy and daddy are doing. Cover your eyes, little one.” Tiffany laughs as she holds Kary.

Ria rushes into the room. “Dadda. Dadda.” She holds her arms open for me, and I lift her up, throwing her into the air.

“Let’s go, family. We have to get there before your Uncle Striker lets Jude eat up everything.”

“What are we celebrating this weekend?” Tiffany asks as we all file out Andi’s large SUV in the garage. I drive her truck now, and she got the SUV because it was easier with the kids.

“A prospect to the club is coming home for a short stint before he goes back to California, where he’s stationed.

His name is Koda, and he grew up in the area.

His sister and brother-in-law are friends of the club.

He wanted to join after he and Jude became friends, so he prospects when he’s home and will become a full member once he gets out of the military or is stationed over here. ”

“Oh.” She acts bored as she pulls out her cell phone to start texting her friend.

Between my wife and me, we get the babies buckled in.

I turn to take Andi in as she looks out the window while I drive.

She’s beautiful, and I can’t wait until she lets me knock her up again.

I might have to get those placebo pills again, because she’s bound and determined that we wait until these two are a couple of years older. I want her knocked up again yesterday.

After the trial I had to go through to get this woman, I’m not letting any Tom, Dick, or Harry think he can flirt with her. She needs not only my name and property patch, but she also needs my next baby in her belly.

I really appreciate you reading Cowboy’s Trial.

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