Epilogue
S aint - nine months later
The diamond ring I’d given her shortly after our wedding sparkled in the afternoon sunlight. My wife stood in profile, the tiny poodle puppy I’d bought her cradled at her neck.
I traced invisible circles on her wrist with my thumb. My love for Adelina had only grown stronger over the passing months of getting to know each other and waking her with my kisses each morning. I was living the life, luckiest fucker on earth, no doubt about that.
“I was thinking we could clear the trees over here, build off the master, and expand our bedroom.” I held her hand gently in my own.
“Hmm…” She tipped her head to one side, regarding me with a healthy dose of skepticism.
“But if we build a new room off the northeast, imagine the sunrise…” Her head tilted to one side as she thought out loud.
When I’d first bought this cabin from Prez, I’d never dreamed I’d expand it one day. But suddenly the small space just wasn't enough for our growing family.
“Was thinking about adding a big wraparound porch, take in the sunsets with my favorite girl.” I squeezed her hand in mine.
“Promise me a walk-in closet?” she teased.
“What’s a master suite without a walk-in? Maybe a corner tub big enough for me to fuck you in,” I murmured the last sentence in her ear.
Her face flushed as she shook her head.
“Don’t pretend that didn’t make you tingle.”
“You’re devilish.”
“Always. I was thinking we should add a little nook off the bedroom, fantastic lighting, bright, airy…”
“Like an office?” She frowned as she tried to visualize the plans in my head.
“I was thinking more like a nursery.”
Her lips twisted before she turned, big, brown eyes gazing up at me. “A nursery?” she asked.
“Yeah. Y’know, for the babies. They’re gonna want their own rooms someday. Might as well add the extra space now.”
Twins.
Four months along and I could still hardly believe it.
I hadn’t even realized twins ran in my family until we found out Adelina was expecting and my mom mentioned something about skipping generations.
And now, here we were. Preparing to welcome two little humans into our home.
Boys, if I had to guess. My swimmers were strong.
“Promise our first family trip will be to Hawaii, mamá.” Not long after the run-in at Snow Lake, Adelina had thrown me for the loop of my life and had shown me a positive pregnancy test.
I’d kissed her and loved her and fucked her all weekend long, intoxicated by the woman who made my life worth living.
“Don’t forget somewhere for Abuela to stay!” Adelina’s grandmother stepped onto the porch, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders.
“About that…” Adelina groaned under her breath.
I’d managed to track down Adelina’s grandmother in a tiny mountain town deep in the countryside. Ryker had had a better handle on the terrain, and we'd gone down there together over the course of a few days. We’d convinced Mrs. de los Angeles and her two sisters to come back with us. It was all a surprise for Adelina.
I knew how she worried for her grandmother’s safety, worried about her brothers taking advantage of the aging old woman, so I’d made it my goal to bring her home to her granddaughter.
Both grandmother’s, granddaughter’s, and two aunts’ official citizenship papers came in just days after Abuela arrived.
I owed Ryker a helluva lot for that one.
He’d made magic happen, even if Adelina’s papers had been held up for a while. The fact that he’d managed to fast-track them at all was incredible.
“Actually, Abuela , I was thinking I would build you your own cabin. I can get you something pretty roomy across the yard. Imagine the kids running back and forth.”
The old woman’s eyes lit up, her hands to her chest as she nodded and whispered thank you.
“Looks like she’s fitting in well.” Ryker came up behind me, clamping his hand on my shoulder.
I turned to find a tiny little man, snuggled in a baby carrier, attached to his chest.
Anna floated up behind them, a serene look on her face.
Seemed that everyone was having babies around here.
It if weren’t for the guys bailing me out at the Snow Lake cabin, God knows where I’d be. Probably sitting in a fucking jail cell for dismantling that Outlaw, one limb at a time. It was a time Adelina and I both struggled to put behind us, but the great thing about the Sinister Knights was there was always something new to do—another fight to win, another moral battle to conquer.
I’d never asked Ryker what happened to that Outlaw.
Last I heard, he went west.
I had a feeling I knew what that meant, but that was a secret I’d never tell.
“Lookin’ good, bro.” King came up on the other side of me, Piper’s arms holding a tiny infant.
I couldn't believe our kids would get the chance to grow up together just like we had.
I hadn’t known how important family was, and that while blood might be thicker than water, friends were the family you choose and could have the more profound effect on your life.
I was the luckiest man alive to have each and every one of these fuckers in my life.
I cupped Adelina’s beautiful, ever-expanding belly in my palms gently, more in awe of her every day.
The scariest moments of my life had been when I’d thought she was about to be taken from me. I’d never stop at anything to protect and defend her, even if it took my last breath.
“I love you so much. You’re stubborn, strong, sassy, and beautiful. I never stood a chance. No one on this planet has ever loved anyone more than I love you,” I finished and kissed her fully, every emotion I possessed conveyed in that kiss.
“You’re wrong, Saint.”
“’Bout what?” I nipped at her lips, kissed her eyelids, and stroked her cheekbones.
“I love you more. I’ve loved you every second of every day since you told me you owned me. I was just too stubborn to see it for what it was.” She smiled softly.
I couldn’t contain the grin that lifted my cheeks. I pulled her to me, and we stood, hands clasped, sunlight filtering through the evergreens that surrounded our home.
Finally, I could say Adelina was mine.
The End