(Wayward Saints MC Book 1.5)
by K. Renee
January 26, 2015
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After being kidnapped, abused and having to watch the man she loved fight for his life, Anslie Davoli has finally gotten her happily ever after. Seven years after they met, Brantley Insico finally has everything he never knew he wanted. He has his boys and the girl of his dreams back in his life. Things are as perfect as they can be in a MC.
Valentine’s Day is here and Brantley wants to make sure that Anslie has the perfect day. He enlists the help of the twins and his parents. He’s got it all planned out and can’t wait to show her what she means to him. Can he make her day perfect of will it go down in flames?
I hear Braxton start to cry, so I kiss Ans on the head, and make my way down the hall. Walking into his room, I see his little body wiggling and kicking. He’s a fussy little shit sometimes.
I go over, and pick him up from his crib. "Hey little man. What's wrong? Your diaper wet? Or are you hungry?" I say into the quiet room. He quiets down a little while I'm holding him. I change his diaper, and put his jammie bottoms back on. Yeah, Anslie made me learn, but it's all good. I would do anything for that girl.
Sitting in the rocking chair next to Brax's crib, I rock him back to sleep. I sit there for almost an hour before I put him back in his crib. Anslie says he looks just like the twins did when they were born. Damn, I wish I would have gotten to see them at this age. Brax is the cutest fucking thing I've ever seen, and I'm not just saying that because he's mine.
Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and I've been workin' on something to spoil the shit out of my girl. She definitely deserves it for having to put up with my ass and the boys’. I’ve got to say that Anslie and pregnancy agree with each other.
Anslie spent months not being able to get enough of my dick. Shit, she still stares at me like she wants to ride me every night. Trust me, I’m game for that, too.
I head back to bed, and cuddle up with my girl. I hate that the doc says we can't fuck for six weeks. My dick is craving her tight little pussy, but I’m trying to be good. She cuddles into my body, and wraps her arms around me. "Is he hungry?" she whispers against my chest. I kiss her head.
"Naw, doll. He just needed to be changed. Go back to sleep, baby." She nestles herself back into my body, and I feel like I’m home. I don’t know how I went without her for so long.
I take a deep breath of her scent, and close my eyes.
About the Author
K. Renee is from sunny, California. Creative by nature, she decided to put her imagination to paper. K. Renee is an avid reader. During the day she works in an office and at night she writes. These stories have been in her head for years and are finally coming out on paper.
I started writing this year, but I've loved writing since I was young. I started this series because this story wouldn't get out of my head, no matter what I did. I'm 26 years old. I typically write in my free time or on my lunch break at work. I work full time and I try and go to the gym every day. I read all the time and have hundreds of books that I can't wait to start on still.
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