Epilogue

AT FOUR MONTHS PREGNANT, Katrina stood outside the clubhouse with her aunt. She held the gender reveal cannon, looking at the top.

Cora read the directions. "You twist the bottom. Make sure you aim it away from you. Confetti will shoot out."

"What if we mixed up the cannons?" Katrina shook the device. "I can't see what color is inside."

"I'm already ahead of you on that." Cora pointed. "I wrote our initials on the side."

"Oh." She pressed her hand to her stomach. "Smart."

They'd each had the gender ultrasound that morning. Knowing she would never be able to keep a secret from Jagger if they were having a boy or a girl, she and Cora decided to have a party and announce the genders together when they got back. The timing was perfect because Jagger and Wire had a club meeting during the ultrasound and were unable to make it.

Cora squeaked in surprise and looked at her phone. "Daisy and Brooke have the cake and drinks set up inside." She laughed. "They also said there are no bitches in sight."

"Good." Katrina inhaled deeply.

She'd seen Rachel exactly once since her dad showed up to the clubhouse beaten with a woman tied to his back, and that was when she'd run out of the room screaming when the punishment was happening. Since then, nothing.

She'd almost think the bitch was gone, except for the odd behavior of her dad. He wouldn't allow anyone in the room, not even Katrina.

Cora looked at her and raised her brows. "Ready?"

"Yeah." The phone in her pocket vibrated. "Oh, hang on."

She took out her cell. It was a text from Brooke with a picture attached. She laughed, handing the phone to Cora.

The picture showed Wire and Jagger standing beside each other, arms crossed, leaning against the wall. They both wore frowns of impatience on their faces.

"Should we go put them out of their misery?" Katrina laughed.

You would think that with age, both men would be calm and easygoing. But Katrina found out that Jagger worried every time she got sick in the morning or woke up in the middle of the night crying because she couldn't figure out how they would raise a baby in one bedroom.

Despite her assuring him that her crazy emotions were all over the place and she'd flip her worries around in a couple of hours to something else, she could see he worried about her.

Cora grabbed her arm, stopping her from opening the door. "Do you think they'll be happy?"

"Who?"

"The men, silly."

"Of course, they'll be amped."

Cora frowned. "I know you don't want to hear this, but I miss my mom and dad. I wish they were here to share the news and celebrate with me."

She swallowed hard. Despite Cora talking about Katrina's mysterious MIA grandparents, it was Mama Sue she missed. Thinking about how Jagger's mom would've been ecstatic knowing she and Baller had a grandchild to carry on Havlin made her feel the loss of her adopted mom even deeper.

"You, me, my dad, two babies, two ol' men..." She held her chin up. "Our family is growing."

Cora grabbed Katrina's hand. Together, they walked into the clubhouse. Knowing where Jagger stood, she zoned in on him against the wall.

He'd stepped forward and stopped. His gaze roamed over her, not for news but to see if she was okay. She smiled. She was better than okay.

Cora waved for Wire to come over. She motioned for Jagger. The men had no idea what gender reveal parties were, and to save them the trouble, they'd let them squirm in anticipation while witnessing the announcement.

Jagger kissed her. His hand went to her stomach. The baby bump was barely visible to others, but he constantly had his hand on the baby, no matter who was around or where they were.

"I love you," she mumbled against his lips.

The others in the room cheered. Most of the bikers were here, having stayed after their meeting. Ol' ladies had come to celebrate with them. The children were scattered around the room.

Skye whooped while sitting on Dio's shoulders, holding up two signs. A boy and a girl. That's when she noticed others were holding signs, taking bets on the sex of the babies.

She stood on her tiptoes. "Where's my dad?"

"Hallway," said Jagger.

She stepped to the side, seeing him. He raised his chin, letting her know he was there.

"Let's do this." Cora dragged Wire with her to Katrina's side.

She glanced at Jagger. "Ready?"

He patted her ass. "Been ready."

Daisy stepped forward and led the countdown.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

She glanced at Cora, smiled, and twisted the bottom of the cannon in unison with her.

A cloud of pink and blue confetti filled the room. Amongst the cheers, she turned to Jagger and wrapped her arms around him, kissing him hard in excitement.

Laughter filled her. This was one time when the overload of emotions felt wonderful.

"You were right. We're having a boy." She framed Jagger's face with her hands. "Bruce Jeffrey Corbin."

His gaze intensified. "Little Baller."

She kissed him quickly and wrapped herself around him as he held her tightly. They'd talked about names. All along, they knew if it was going to be a boy, they'd name him after both of their fathers.

She turned and looked through the crowd. Her dad put his hand on his heart, dipped his chin, and walked back down the hallway out of sight.

She had no time to dwell on his reasons for staying at the edge of the crowd and not fully celebrating with them because the Havlin members moved in, and a Jack Daniels bottle was pushed into Jagger's hand.

It was time to celebrate with family.

Jagger leaned closer. "I need to show you something."

She smiled. "What?"

He set the bottle down, took out his wallet, and removed a piece of paper, handing it to her. She looked at him curiously while unfolding the paper.

"Read it," he said.

She looked down. "House. Oregon. Katrina. Two. Biker. Harley." She looked up. "This is the game MASH you did with me when I was younger."

"You dropped it in your excitement when you found out I picked your name. I've been carrying it around until I could make it all come true for you."

"Well, we're only having one baby." She raised to her toes and kissed him. "And we live at the clubhouse, but I'm much, much, much more excited now than I was when I was twelve."

"I have news for you." He kissed her back. "I bought a house at the edge of town, set back from the road in a grove of trees that'll give us room to have another baby."

She gasped. "When?"

"Last week."

She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him in a way that told him exactly how she felt. "I love you."

"Always have." He cupped her ass. "Always will."