Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 491(@200wpm)___ 393(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
“He’s five,” Aria said. “I’m sure he’ll recover.”
Aria moved up toward him and wrapped her arms around his waist. He felt her swollen stomach pressing against his back.
He had tried to be strong, to not have another baby, but this would be their third. Their second baby, a girl, was in Lidia’s arms, around the back with Isabella and Michael’s kids.
Aria had never reconciled with her mother, neither had Isabella. The club more than made up for that, though. They had accepted Aria as well as Isabella and Michael, and even Lidia was one of their own.
Bull stood by the grill. He looked toward his brother who held his hand up in a wave. The past five years had been tough. The Cartel was not as big a problem. With William Ranford’s help, they were able to keep the threat at bay, but there was always someone vying for turf.
With his head out of his ass and focused on his family, Grant saw the bigger picture. He and Bull still argued, that was what brothers did. But it no longer interfered with the running of the club. Grant had then made it his mission to earn the VP patch on his chest. He didn’t want Bull looking at him as if he shouldn’t have the patch. He wanted to earn it, and so he had. Whenever Bull needed his VP, he was there.
He saved his disagreements for when they were alone. Bull respected him.
Wanda, Bruno, and Ernie were much older, and he knew their time was going to come to an end soon. He would cherish every moment with them.
Reese giggled as Wanda wiggled down to his level and started to lick his face. Bruno and Ernie were trying to get Lindsey’s affection. As for Izzi and Lizzi, like always, they were near the food.
Like he could only settle for five dogs.
They had three others who were near him and Aria. He had brought them from the shelter as like Wanda, they had withdrawn into themselves. Trixie, Marsha, and Bowen. They had eight dogs, three kids, and a whole lot of happiness.
Pulling Aria into his arms, he stared into her beautiful blue eyes. This woman had been the love of his life. He should have known the moment he walked into that veterinary practice all those years ago, he was doomed.
She had changed his life. For the better.
“I love you,” he said.
She smiled up at him. “And I love you.”
“Daddy, Daddy!”
And that was a name he fucking loved as well.
The End