Epilogue
Lucky leaned back in the unyielding vinyl chair and watched the women oohing and ahhing over the tiny person sleeping next to the bed. The two women were a study in contrast at the moment, one with raven-black hair, tired eyes, and that new-mother glow someone had once told him about.
The other was his own personal angel with her radiant hair flowing around her shoulders and her eyes alight with life and happiness. What the two women had in common besides love for a rough and uncouth biker was that soft, dreamy look all women got when in the presence of a new baby.
“May I hold him?” Kori asked. She’d been begging all morning to come and pay the new parents a visit. Lucky managed to hold her off for a little while, but she’d been far too excited to be denied access to her friend’s new family.
“Of course,” Emily said. “It’s been about ten minutes since he last ate, so he’ll probably be awake in a second for another meal anyway.”
Both women chuckled. Lucky didn’t really get the joke, but he enjoyed the sound of their amusement nonetheless.
Something happened the moment Kori snuggled that baby in her arms. She was a natural, settling little Jackson into her embrace like she was born to. It hit Lucky like a punch to the gut. This could be him, them. At any time. They had every available opportunity ahead of them.
“Pretty powerful shit, ain’t it?” Jester asked.
Lucky’s friend stood in the doorway, a takeout bag in his hand. “Hey, brother. Congratulations,” Lucky said as he stood and slapped Jester on the back. He nudged the bag Jester held. “We could have picked something up for you so you didn’t have to leave.”
“I kicked him out,” Emily said on a laugh. “His hovering was driving me nuts.”
“Yeah I could see that. He is kind of a big brute.”
The baby chose that moment to let out an ear-piercing wail.
“Ahh, told you he’d be hungry in a minute.” Emily extended her arms for her new son.
Before handing the baby over to his mother, Kori flashed Lucky a radiant smile. “We’ll get out of here and give you guys some privacy. He’s absolutely perfect, Em.” She pressed a kiss to the baby’s fuzzy head then dropped a peck on Emily’s cheek as well.
“This kid wants to eat fifty times a day.” Jester accepted a hug from Kori as well. “Smart boy. He knows where the good stuff is. We’re starting him off right.” He winked at his girlfriend, whose face was now bright red.
Lucky laughed and blew Emily a kiss. “Take care of yourself, momma,” he said. “Be good to her, Jester.” He shook his brother’s hand then slung an arm around Kori’s shoulders as they left the new parents.
“Oh my God! Isn’t he the cutest?” Kori said as soon as the room door closed behind them. “I just want to squeeze his chubby cheeks.” She squealed and did a little shimmying dance under Lucky’s arm.
He laughed and tugged her close. Had he ever seen her so elated? Babies were like crack for some women. As they stepped into the bright sun, he slipped on his sunglasses and steered Kori toward his motorcycle. “You want that?” he asked when there reached the bike.
She turned into his embrace and squeezed him around the waist. “Want what?” Her eyes widened.
He inclined his head.
“A baby? Do I want a baby?” Her mouth flapped open and closed a few times. “Well…I guess…I mean…yes. Someday I do. What about you?” She pushed his sunglasses from the bridge of his nose to the top of his head.
“Never really thought about it before, to be honest.” He slid his hands into the back pockets of her ass-hugging jeans and pulled her close. “You looked good holding that baby.” It was a cop out as an answer, but admitting out loud that watching Kori hold that baby stirred some unknown longing deep inside of him was scary as hell.
She took pity on him, though her smile said she saw straight through him. “Well, I’m still pretty young. No rush for me. You on the other hand, well, you’re getting up there in years. A baby might be too much for an old man like you to handle.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief and she bit her bottom lip ineffectively suppressing a smirk.
“You calling me old?” He held her still and rocked his ever-present erection against her denim-covered core. She gasped and the teasing in her eyes heated to desire.
“If the shoe fits,” she said, her voice dropping an octave and taking on a smoky quality.
“I’ll show you what fits.” He nipped at her lower lip. “And while I’m at it, I’ll show you exactly what this old man can handle.”
She giggled as his lips descended to hers. As usual, the kiss turned hungry in a matter of seconds. They clung to each other, uncaring of the fact they were in public, in broad daylight losing themselves in each other.
“Shit,” he said as he came to his senses. Another few minutes and the unsuspecting hospital visitors would be getting quite the show. “Hop on, angel. I’ll have you home and under me in five minutes tops.”
Eyes dazed, she swayed on her feet, his words taking a few seconds to penetrate the lusty fog she appeared to be in. “Oh, right…bike.”
He chuckled as she scrambled on and settled in behind him. After securing his helmet, he grasped her hands and pulled them even tighter around his body. Plastered together, they zoomed out of the parking lot and toward the home they’d made together over the past months.
Not every moment had been roses and sunshine. Despite Kori’s initial claims that she was fine with her father’s fate, it took her some time to come to terms with losing both parents so close together.
Lucky stuck to her like glue and helped her through the rough patches. As a result of all they’d endured, they were strong, solid. An unbreakable bond had forged between them. Never had he imagined life with a woman could be so good. They were comfortable together, like two puzzle pieces that fit with perfect precision.
Yet the intense desire hadn’t faded. Not one bit. Even now, his dick was hard as a stone and straining to get inside the woman he loved.
They’d made it through the darkness and came out shiny and new. Lucky wouldn’t have it any other way.