Epilogue

One Month Later

I hold onto my man's hand as we walk into the local hospital. It has been a month since everything came to a head and in that month, I have discovered one thing. Life is really freaking sweet when you're happy. I love the life I have here in Phoenix. Ghost and I are solid, better than solid. We're even house hunting. Our apartment above the garage is great and all, but I want a real home. I've never had one. Ghost has hinted that he wants kids. I'm worried I might suck at being a mother, but I want to give him children. Hell, I want to give him everything.

He was worried I would have second thoughts about the club, but he was wrong. In fact, I am now an official patched in member of the Titans of Hell. Yeah, it shocked me. E-Z offered me the role. He said a woman with my talents was needed. It would also give me extra protection. I didn't feel that was needed because the Levkin name is already associated with mine. Ivan, Mikhail and Viktor made sure of that. Still, I like being a member of the club. I work closely with Brick who is the Enforcer. He and Ghost work closely together, too, because Ghost handles the club's security.

Everything has gone really smoothly and fit into place like it was meant to be. As I stare up at my man, I figure that is because it was. I was meant to be his and he was always supposed to be mine.

"What are you thinking in that beautiful little head of yours, Tiger?" he whispers gruffly.

"That you're all mine," I purr.

"Fucking A," he laughs.

I giggle. Me! Lennox Bazin, trained assassin for hire, giggles. "Are you sure you want to house hunt today?"

"Babe," he mutters with a naughty smirk on his lips. He made this vow that once I found a house I liked, he was going to fuck me in every room to celebrate. At this rate, I don't think he'd mind if I moved into an adobe house in the middle of the freaking desert as long as it had a lot of rooms inside. One thing I've always known about Ghost is he has a very high libido. His sexual appetite is voracious, and it has only increased in the last month. Color me very happy.

"Okay," I laugh.

"Besides we're leaving next week with Ivan on his latest assignment for you. I want our house picked out and the offer accepted by then.

I nod. I do the odd assignment here and there for the brothers. It's mostly easy shit. I'm good at tracking. This latest errand will be to locate a man who is in debt to the brothers for over two million. Unless he can pony up some cash, this guy isn't going to be breathing much longer. After reading the file on his information, I don't figure the world would miss him much anyway. My marks are usually two types. They are men are evil clean through or just disgusting pieces of shit in general. This guy tips the scales with the latter of the two, but his sins are many. He'll deserve whatever he gets.

"Then, let's go make sure Rage is okay," I murmur, pushing thoughts of work out of my head.

We need to make sure our brother is okay. Rage got really drunk last night and climbed on his bike to head home. He fought a war with graveled parking lot—yeah, he didn't make it out of the parking area of the club he was in. Thank God for small favors. E-Z is pretty pissed at him. He'll be doing shit jobs for a year—if not longer.

"Gary?"

Ghost stops abruptly. His hand on my hip tightens its grip into an almost bruising force. I look up at him and see the tension so present on his face that I worry immediately. He's staring straight ahead of us as if he's been struck by lightning and can't move. I follow his line of sight to take in a nurse with mousy brown hair and big eyes. She's pretty enough. She has some curves, that I'm sure men like. Still, I don't like the way she's staring at my man at all.

"Millie," he grunts and now it's me who is struck dumb. Motherfucker. This is the girl who wrote my man a Dear John letter. The woman who hurt him and wounded his pride.

"I … I didn't know you were in Arizona."

"Why would you?" he asks. I don't bother to hide my smile. I kiss his cheek. He looks down at me and shakes his head. I ignore that. He should know me better than that by now.

"Oh! You're Millie."

"I … yes …," she stutters, clearly rattled.

"I'm Lennox. Ghost's woman. It's so great to finally meet you."

"It is?" she asks.

"Of course! I wanted to thank you."

"Thank me?" she asks clearly stunned. Her eyes move warily between me and Ghost now.

"Yes! If you hadn't been so completely stupid, I would have never been able to lock this bad boy up," I brag, slapping my hand against his abdomen. I feel Ghost's stomach jerk with silent laughter.

"Lock him up?" Millie asks, looking up at Ghost.

"Mm-hm…" I practically purr. "I mean, I don't have to tell you what an animal he is. A woman would have to be insane, blind and really stupid to let him go. Am I right?"

"Babe," Ghost mutters.

"Oh, oops," I fake embarrassment. I guess you did that. Oh, well. I guess you had your reasons, no matter how stupid they are. Are you ready, Ghostie, baby?"

He lets out a chuckle, unable to hold it in anymore. "I ought to spank your ass," he mutters.

"You can do that later after we go house shopping."

"You're house shopping?" Millie asks.

"Yeah. Ghost is wanting to knock me up and you know how he is, with his appetite we'll end up having ten kids. Going to have to have some place to put them all." The last part of my declaration comes out in a mixture of laughter and a squeal as Ghost lifts me up over his shoulder. I swear the man is a brute. You'd never know he has weakness on one side of his body. He trains hard so that even his weak side is better than most men's best.

"I swear woman, you're going to be the death of me," he says, but I can hear freaking joy in his voice and it makes me proud.

"Bye Millie! Hope I don't see you again!" I call out, making Ghost let out a full-fledged laugh as Millie scurries away like the rat she is. "I love you, Ghost," I sigh out, feeling so happy that I just might burst.

He stops in the middle of the corridor to let me down. His hand lifts under my hair and he smiles down at me. "I love you, my ferocious as fuck tiger."

He kisses me then, and just like it always does, his kiss stops my heart and then breathes new life into it. When it's over I pull back to look into his beautiful eyes that are shining with happiness. "After we find our house, you and I are going to sit down and have a very long conversation," I tell him as we continue walking in the direction of Rage's room.

"What about?" he asks, his hand going firmly on my hip again.

"About I had no idea your name was Gary!"

"You didn't ask and besides I hate the name."

"Me, too. You're not a Gary," I agree.

"What am I?"

"You're all mine," I brag.

As we walk into Rage's room and find E-Z and Liberty already there, I find myself sending up a silent prayer that my brother is happy and looking down at me right now and seeing the happiness and love that I'm surrounded with. This was what I always wanted for both of us. It's bittersweet he's not with me, but I'm praying that he's feeling all of the love and joy that I am right now.

Out of nowhere a gentle breeze hits me and it smells like grape bubble gum—the kind that Teddy used to love to chew, and my heart threatens to run away with me. My brother is happy. I don't know how I know it, or how I just felt him with me for a minute. I just know it's true.

"You okay, Lennox?" Ghost asks, his face worried.

I smile at him with tears shining in my eyes. "I've never been better," I tell him honestly. "I'm so happy, I could burst."

His face relaxes and he walks over to a seat and pulls me into his lap. I hold onto him as we talk to our friends. No, not friends. They're family. After all of these years, I finally found a place I belong and I'm never giving it up.