Red Dog: An Evil Dead MC Story (The Evil Dead MC Series Book 6) (6 page)

One of the guys yelled down, “We can hear you!”

They broke apart long enough to smile at each other. Dog twisted his head to look up the dark shaft to where one of them was shaking the gate and making lewd noises. He grinned back at Mary.

“Let’s go home and do this right.”

“I thought you were doing it pretty right,” she teased him, her finger tracing his ear.

“Woman, don’t tempt me. Or I
will
finish this right here.” She tilted her head as if considering it, and he chuckled.

“A bed
would
be nice,” she finally admitted.

“Damn straight.” He tossed her up higher in his arms, so that he was looking up into her face. “I ever tell you how much I love you, China Doll?”

She gave him a soft smile. “I could stand to hear it a few more times tonight.”

“Done.”

He tossed her again and she clutched at him, shrieking like she thought he might drop her. “Red Dog!”

“Hold on to me, baby, and never let me go.”

She smiled down at him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He carried her off the elevator and took his ol’ lady home.

EPILOGUE

Red Dog—

I poured shampoo in my palm and sank my hands into Mary’s wet hair. The spray of warm water from the shower beat down upon her sexy back as I massaged her scalp, lathering the fragrant soap all through her long tresses. My eyes moved over the dark strands. I loved her silky hair, loved the way it felt between my fingers and the way if felt when it trailed across my skin every time we made love. Like it had just a few minutes ago when we’d done that very thing.

They say makeup sex is the best and they
are not wrong
.

I grinned at the thought, and she smiled back, looking up at me with her breasts pressed to my chest.

“What are you smiling at?” she asked.

“Just thinking about how awesome that sex was.”

Her grin got bigger, and my eyes moved over her face, taking it all in.

“Are you happy?” I asked.

She nodded.

“I love you, China Doll.” She meant everything to me. There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.

She stared back at me with love in her eyes. “I love you, too, my big red-headed warrior.”

“Even when I fuck up?”

She nodded. “Even then.”

I lightly touched my lips to hers and then cupped water in my palm and sluiced it over her hair, rinsing the shampoo out, slowly, gently. I loved tending to her like this, loved that she let me do it.

“Did you see the way Billy was with little Harley Jean?” she asked almost absently, her eyes sliding closed as she enjoyed my ministrations.

“Yeah, she’s a cutie, isn’t she? And she sure loves him.”

“I think she’ll be coming of age right about the time Billy is old enough to be ready to settle down.”

At that, I pulled back and looked down at my wife. “Momma, you lookin’ to play matchmaker with those two?”

I watched her glistening shoulders shrug, droplets of water running down her breasts. “Why not?”

“It’s a little early to be planning the boy’s future.”

“You
know
his future. The club.”

I wasn’t as positive as my wife. “The boy’s fourteen. We’ve got a while, don’t you think?” Then I paused, frowning, suddenly on to her game. “Wait a minute. It’s grandbabies you’re after, isn’t it?”

She shrugged again, a small smile pulling at her lips. “Maybe.”

I lifted my brows at her.

“Well, if I can’t have another baby, I’ll get one that way.”

“I’ve got a better idea—let’s keep working on getting
you
pregnant again before you try to turn me into a grandpa—something I am
not
ready to be, by the way.”

“Dog, we’ve tried.”

I picked her up, shut the water off, and carried her to our big bed. Coming down on top of her, both our bodies wet, I grinned down at her. “I say we keep trying. I’m all for this trying stuff. You in?”

She rolled her eyes, grinned back and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down to her for a deep kiss.

That was all the answer I needed. My baby was back, her arms around me, and I was never letting go again.

The End

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