Page 92 of Kade's Reckoning

“I didn’t think I deserved this,” he admits quietly.

I step closer, resting my hand on his shoulder. “You didn’t. Not then.” I press a kiss to his cheek. “But you earned it,” I add. “Every day since.”

His throat works as he swallows, then he presses a kiss to our daughter’s hair.

The club roars around us, imperfect, loud, loyal.

And for the first time in a long time, there’s no fear tangled up in loving him. No waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Just this.

Family. Forgiveness.Forever.

And somewhere between the rev of engines and our baby’s soft sighs, I realise . . .

We didn’t go back to the life we had. We’re building a better one.

Together.

THE END