Epilogue
Kimber
“Your watering can is cut off,” I growled as another contraction swept through me.
He chuckled, “You're doing great, baby girl. I’m so fucking proud of you.”
Then he took the washcloth and wiped at the sweat on my brow.
Then, when it finally eased, I took some chips of ice into my mouth.
Then, five minutes later, he looked at the monitor, “Here it comes.”
“I can feel it, asshole. I know it’s com...” I gritted my teeth.
Three hours later, the doctor walked in, checked me, and smiled, “It’s time.”
Grey grinned, “You got this, baby. Totally got this.”
I nodded.
Then, when the doctor asked if Grey wanted to take a look as the head was coming out, he nodded, then when he looked, he gasped, “Baby! Why didn’t you tell me you needed help shaving your vagina?”
I growled, “That’s our baby's hair, dumbass. What is your malfunction?”
He winced, “Shit.”
And three hours later, as I fell asleep, Grey sat in the pink chair without a shirt on as he cradled our daughter to his chest, and whispered, “Just like I promised your mother, if anyone stares at you too long. I’ll end them.”
And two years later... outside of Wal-Mart... someone did in fact stare at our daughter for too long.
A male who looked shady.
A male who followed us.
A male who stopped breathing two hours later in the cellar at the SOMC clubhouse.
That night, after I put our daughter to bed, I smiled.
Grey
1 Year Later
“Kimber?” I called out.
“Kitchen, honey,” and still after four years of her calling me honey, it never got fucking old.
“Daddy!” I heard my baby girl call out.
Smiling, I rounded the corner, and there my little bundle of life came waddling toward me.
Suri’s smile lit up my entire world.
Yeah, I knew that the moment the doctor told us we were having a little girl, that I was fucked.
I bent down and scooped her into my arms, then I pressed my lips to her temple and whispered, “Love you, Princess.”
“Wove yous too, Dada.” She said.
A heart that Kimber has almost completely mended was mended a little more by my little Suri.
Kimber
6 Years Later
I just took a sip of the watermelon milkshake I had Grey run out and get for me, when I heard Jury say, “You should get that done, Yolo.”
Wolf lifted a brow. “You want her to do that?”
Jury nodded, “Yeah. Saint and Xander have both seen it.”
“Seen what?” I asked.
Jury looked over at me and smiled, “A labia piercing. It’s where you have the lips of your pussy pierced. Heightens the pleasure for the woman.”
“Ask Grey. He knows too.” Wolf nodded.
“You're lying,” I said.
Wolf shook his head. “Negative.”
Jury smiled.
Ophelia narrowed her eyes, “And how would you know about any of that?”
They were both silent.
Then they took off running with Agatha laughing.
I locked my gaze on first Ophelia, then Nola, then Tempie.
Then I shouted, “Michael Adams!”
Grey
“Michael Adams!” I heard.
I winced.
“Oh, you done fucked up now, boy,” Merlin teased.
Xander chuckled, “Bout time it’s you and not me.”
“Xander!” Nola screeched.
“Fuck,” Xander groaned.
Saint chuckled until we heard Ophelia shout, “Benjamin Christopher.”
Then he too whispered, “Fuck.”
“Merlin!” Tempie shouted.
Merlin winced, “Well, shit.”
Just then, Jury and Wolf came running down the hallway from the kitchen with a laughing Agatha at their heels.
Then we all saw the women.
The women who looked pissed the fuck off.
***
“Daddy? What’s a labia piercing? And can I get one?” My eight-year-old daughter asked.
I felt my face go pale.
Oh. Fuck.
My brothers threw their heads back and roared with laughter.
Then I looked at my baby girl and said, “Go to your mother.”
She nodded, then ran off.
Then I pulled my gun out and angled it at Wolf.
“Who?”
He and Jury went pale.
***
Kimber
3 Years Later
It was fight night.
Suri was with her Mimi for the night.
Ever since Grey and his mother reconnected, she’s been a welcome presence in our lives.
He told her about Kacie, and she was sad... but... she got it.
Then Grey and I introduced her to Warren... who just so happened to be one of Suri’s favorite people. She growled and asked how Kacie came out of her body.
But then... it wasn’t Grey who answered her, no, it was me...
“She came out of your body because she was meant to be his little sister. She showed him what not to look for. She taught him how to treasure the little things. And without her... we wouldn’t have Warren.”
She had simply nodded, then kissed my cheek.
But that was then... and this is now.
Just then... I gaped... Why have I never noticed that?
I looked up at Grey and asked, “Why does Khal have Hurricane tattooed over his heart?”
He smirked, “He called his woman that before he fucked things up.”
I lifted a brow, “How?”
He shook his head, “Don’t know anything else.”
***
Grey
That night... I closed my eyes and felt it all.
My little girl was safely in her bed.
My brothers whole and happy.
My wife curled up to my side.
I got my wish.
The wish I made when I was sixteen years old during my first night locked up in juvie.
To have a woman who was made just for me.
Then I looked down at the love of my life.
Sure... It took me over two decades to have it... but anything worth having... is worth fighting for... worth waiting for.