Epilogue

Peyton

Six Months Later

"Look at that," Lisa said as we watched Rocky and Nolan both holding their respective babies. "Rosie has Rocky wrapped around her chubby little fingers."

I had to laugh because she was so right. Rosie only had to flash her gummy grin and Rocky would do whatever it took to keep that look on her face. "Maybe it was because she was the perfect mixture of us both, with his dark skin and my blue eyes. "He can't resist that smile."

"Neither can Nolo," Lisa admitted. "One little whimper and he's out of bed to see what little prince Alex needs."

My best friend and I continued to laugh as the backyard filled up with all the MC brothers, the club girls, and a few more people neither of us recognized.

"I knew he would be like that as a father."

"Did you? I was worried because he's an only child, you know?"

"So am I." I shrugged. "We're resourceful, and if he's anything like me, desperate for a family of his own. Your husband is definitely one of the good ones."

Lisa and Nolan made it down the aisle before Rocky and me, but only because I didn't want to be pregnant in my wedding dress. I couldn't be happier for the two of them.

"Definitely," she agreed. "But it's weird as fuck, right? That we're married to father and son?"

"Shh…" I said, closing my eyes with a blissful expression and reaching my finger blindly towards Lisa's lips. "Sshhhh… Don't think about it. Don't even say it out loud. It's fine, everything's fine, hush little baby, don't say a word…"

Lisa laughed her loud, infectious, joyous laugh and batted at my hand, and I cracked an eye and grinned at her.

"We're both happy, right?" I asked.

"Right. So damn happy."

"Well then fuck everybody who isn't us," I said, repeating a smart man's words. "Who cares what anyone else would say about the fact that I'm now your step-mother-in-law?"

"Not to mention your ex-boyfriend's stepmom, and my baby's step-grandmother."

"Ssssshhhhhhhhhhhhh…" I scrunched my eyes shut and smooshed my shushing finger firmly against her lips. "Do not speak so disrespectfully to Grandmama Pey."

Lisa's eyes widened comically, and we burst out laughing. "You are even more ridiculous than you were when we met."

"Thanks, it's the trauma," I said with a proud hair flick. "Not to mention spending all day with kids." Even though my new job as a speech therapist was remote, it was still all kids nonstop. All day.

"What are we laughing about?" The sound of Ellie's soft voice startled us both and we laughed louder. "I have a pitcher of margaritas if you share?"

"Ooh, gimme!" Lisa said, making grabby hands. "We can skip breastfeeding and go with the bottle for the rest of today, right?"

"Fuck, yeah we can!"

"We were talking about our weird family dynamics," Lisa admitted as she relieved Ellie of the pitcher. "And how the babies have the guys whipped."

Ellie tossed her head back and laughed. "Right? The minute Diesel laid eyes on the twins, it was instant love."

This was my life now. It was full of friends like Lisa and Ellie, full of a big group of overprotective bikers who would move heaven and hell to keep us all safe. It was wonderful, going from having no family to a backyard that spilled over with family.

My gaze connected with Rocky's. My man. My baby daddy. The love of my fucking life. Every day he was more beautiful, and I fell more in love with him. "Excuse me, ladies."

"Uh-oh," Lisa snickered. "Someone is about to get started on baby number two," she said in a horrible attempt at a whisper.

"Not yet, but maybe some practicing," I answered with a grin.

"You go girl!" Ellie retorted as she shooed me off towards my man, and I happily went.

Rocky handed Rosie off to her Uncle Gio, whose face lit up into a beaming smile when she hit him with a slobbery kiss, and he met me in the middle of the yard.

I wrapped my arms around him, and he hooked a hand around my waist, the other sifted through my hair.

"Hey there, handsome."

"This fucking dress," he growled in my ear. "All I'm wondering is what color the panties are underneath."

My breath caught in my throat, but this was our thing, dirty talking each other until neither of us could stand it any longer. I pulled back with a teasing grin and brushed a soft kiss on his lips. "Who says I'm wearing panties?"

His grip tightened on my waist and a growl escaped. "You're not playing fair."

"Nope, not today." I pushed up on my toes and pressed my lips to his, hungry for just a taste of my man even though everyone we knew and loved was watching.

Rocky groaned and held me tighter. "Peyton."

"Just say the word," I teased.

"Later," he growled. "You'll pay for that later."

"I can't wait." I laughed and reached for a margarita, raising my glass with a wide smile as I got everyone's attention. "Thank you all for coming to celebrate, well, everything with us today. We're so happy to welcome Rosie and Alex to the family, but I want to say I love you to the hottest, sexiest, most scrumptious daddy and grandaddy in all of Nevada."

The guys hooted and hollered, laughing at my toast and giving Rocky shit.

He leaned forward and brush a kiss against my jaw before he whispered in my ear, "Yeah, you're definitely gonna pay for that."

"Again," I purred, "I. Can't. Wait."