Blaine shut the box and stood up. She was beautiful round. Her face chubby but pretty. Her breasts had filled in crazy, leaving Blaine constantly turned on, twenty-four-seven. Which was a step up from his normal schedule of being hard twenty-hours-a-day.
“Just a little gift to me,” Blaine said. “Don’t worry about it.” Blaine walked to Jessa. He touched her stomach. “How’s my baby?”
“Good. Active. Wish he or she could get here already.”
“Soon,” Blaine said. “I’m not done with you yet.”
“No?”
“Pregnancy sex is becoming a real fetish for me. What am I going to do when you have the baby?”
“You’re an asshole, Blaine.”
“I know. I know.”
“But I like pregnancy sex too,” Jessa said. “In fact I read that sex helps get labor going.”
“Well then,” Blaine said. “The rest of my day is booked now.”
Blaine kissed Jessa. He would touch every inch of her body. He would taste every inch of her body. She was his woman, forever. He’d touch her soft skin with the delicate touch she desired. But he would take care of that wild fire inside her though.
She was the only woman who dared to tame him. She was the only woman that came close. And the parts she couldn’t tame, she was the fire for. And Blaine loved her with whatever was left of his heart. She was rebuilding his heart with her love and her body. Riding outlaw and riding with the reaper was all Blaine knew… until he met Jessa. She gave him meaning. She gave him purpose. And she gave him a family.
*****
“Caine.”
It was the perfect name for the perfect baby.
Everyone stood in the hospital room just before six in the morning.
Jessa looked around at the group of bikers. They were simply terrifying… yet the most gentle men she’d ever known. They chased the nurses out of the room as they flooded in to meet the newest member of Back Down Devil MC.
Miller held the baby, shaking his head. “How could something so disgusting make something so beautiful?”
“Blame Jessa,” Blaine said.
“How do you feel?” Miller asked Jessa.
“Tired,” she said. “Happy.”
“You look amazing,” Shay said.
“You look like shit,” Jessa said.
Everyone laughed.
“Aye,” Shay said. “Thanks for that, Mom.”
Miller passed baby Caine to Trev. His massive tattooed arms held the sleeping baby tight.
“Man, we have so much to teach him,” Trev said. “About the club. The life. About his old man.”
“No, no,” Blaine said. “He doesn’t need to know a thing about me.”
“Nobody needs to know a thing about you,” Gaige said. “I think you could make the devil blush with your stories, brother.”
Miller touched one of Jessa’s feet. “Hey. I’m proud of you. For everything you’ve gone through with us. It’s been a bumpy road. But you have us, Jessa. This club and all its members. You’re deeper than family.”
“Do I get a leather cut?” Jessa asked.
“No,” Miller said. He then reached back. “However…” He pulled out a small onesie. “Caine is an honorary member.”
It was a black onesie with the Back Down Devil name and logo on it.
“Good,” Trev said. “Get him out of this baby blue elephant shit.”
Blaine took Caine and lifted him up, kissing his head.
Jessa couldn’t believe how natural it came to Blaine. That instant connection of father and son. Of parent and child. Of family.
Caine started to stir. His little arms fought against the blanket. His mouth opened and he let out a long yell. Then his eyes opened.
“Look at him,” Gaige said. “Checking us out.”
Gaige grabbed Caine’s little hand and wiggled it.
“I think he’s hungry again,” Jessa said.
“Like his father, I’m sure,” Nate said.
Blaine leaned down and Jessa took the baby. She sat up and held her baby. Blaine kissed her forehead. “Goddamn, I love you. Just seeing you like this makes my chest want to explode.”
“I’ll consider that romantic,” Jessa said.
“You better.”
Blaine brushed his lips to hers.
“Enough of that,” Miller said. “Come on, Blaine. I got you a cigar.”
Blaine joined the crew and they all hugged each other. A group of men in leather cuts that followed the open road, outlaw rules, and believed in nothing but freedom.
“That’s your family,” Jessa whispered to Caine. “They’re crazy. They fight. But they love each other. They’re going to love you more than any other family ever could.”
Caine made a funny face with his lips. Then he cried again.
“Come on,” Blaine said. “Let’s get out of here. Leave Jessa with some privacy.”
The MC worked their way to the door. Blaine lingered back.
Jessa slowly opened her gown and tried to remember everything the nurses had been telling her about breastfeeding. There was nothing quite like pushing a baby out of a small hole and then have what felt like a hundred people yelling different orders at you. It was nice to be calm and quiet.
Jessa touched her breast and offered herself to Caine. He slowly latched on, surprising Jessa how easy it had been.
Maybe he really is like his father…
Jessa smiled and felt her eyes fill with tears.
“Hey,” Blaine said, appearing again.
A tear fell from Jessa’s eye. “Hey.”
“I love you,” Blaine whispered.