“You said ‘I don’t want her father coming home completely shit-faced every night.’ So I asked if you knew it was a girl.”
“Oh. No. Too early. Why?”
He gave me a lopsided grin. “I don’t know. I guess it doesn’t matter, but having a little girl would be cool.”
I smiled softly. I was kind of hoping for a little girl myself. “Just healthy. That’s all I want. Healthy and with as normal of a life as I can provide.”
Cain stepped in close and I could, once again, feel the pull of him. “Normal would be to have a mother and a father.”
“A father who was home every night.”
“I could be home every night,” he said as he moved in closer. “I could take care of both my girls.”
I took a step back, not liking the way he was making me feel. “You can’t even take care of yourself. The last time I saw you, you were only two drinks from being face down in a gutter.”
Cain snickered. “Not my finest hour, I admit. But look at me now. Two drinks, just as I said.”
I had to give him that. After his two drinks, he had switched to soda. “You said you wanted this to be a night to remember. Think you will remember it now?”
He stepped in close again and pulled me gently to him, his arms going around me. He smiled as he brought his lips close to mine. “It has been a memorable night, that’s for sure.” He kissed me gently on the lips and I swear I could feel my toes tingle. “It’s late. We can talk more about this in the morning.”
I wanted him. I wanted him so badly. “No,” I said as I pushed him gently away and slipped from his embrace. “No. There is nothing left to talk about.”
“There’s a lot to talk about,” he said quietly as he held my hands, bringing one to his lips. “What will you do after the baby is born? How will you live?”
“I have savings,” I said, pulling my hand away. “I’ll be fine.”
“You need me.” He moved to kiss me again but I turned away.
“Just go.”
He tried to turn my face toward him but I resisted. He didn’t increase the pressure, didn’t force me to turn, but pulled at my chin with a gentle, steady, pressure until I turned to face him. He kissed me, softly, just a feathery touch of his lips to mine before he kissed me on the forehead. “I always get what I want,” he said softly before he backed off. He touched my belly gently, a slow caress before he stepped back and smiled at me. “Thank you for telling me.”
“You had a right to know.”
“Yes. But you still could have made the choice to not tell me. Thank you, Alex. I mean that.” He smiled again and walked to the front door. As he opened it, he looked back at me and smiled. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” then stepped into the night.
I moved to the door, locked it, then stood, confused by what I was feeling until I heard his bike rumble to life then fade into the distance. I shook myself. What I was feeling was just the hormones talking. I hoped. I couldn’t be involved with Cain. I couldn’t!
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SHE WON’T STAND BETWEEN ME AND MY BABY.
She was a bartender at a New Orleans bar.
I was in town to do a weapons deal for the Hellhounds MC
I thought the one night stand was where it started and ended.
But that was before I found out about the baby
I spend my days committing every kind of sin under the sun.
Moving guns for high-profile clients has left me with more money than I know what to do with.
Correction. I know exactly what I was going to do.
A reckless night out.
More girls and booze than my wildest dreams.
F*** em and leave em, I always said.
But Alexandra Berndhart was something else.
She was supposed to just be a one night stand.
But after that night, I knew I had to have more.
I had to feel her luscious curves in my hands again.
Her sweet lips pressed to mine again.
But when I saw her again, everything had changed.
I’d left a baby in her belly and now she wants nothing to do with me.
She thinks I’m a monster, a thug.
A criminal that she needs to keep away from her baby.
Our baby.
I’m not going home empty-handed.
And there’s no way in hell I’m letting her stand between me and my child.
SHE WANTED IN. BUT NOW THAT I HAVE HER, SHE’S NEVER GETTING OUT.
She didn’t belong in this world.
But no way in hell am I letting her leave.
Not until she’s wearing my ring. Not until she has my child.
This town is mine and I take what I want. Nobody gets in my way.
Especially not some nosy reporter looking for her big break.
At first she was just another girl whose name I can’t remember.
But that was before she left me so hard that it hurts.
So hard that I needed release.
She thinks she can just insert herself in my life.
She doesn’t realize I’ve got a different insertion in mind for her.
And now that she’s stepped into my world…
There’s no way in hell I’m letting her leave.
Not until she’s wearing my ring.
Not until she has my child.
***
SHE’S A GOOD GIRL WHO’S TOO INNOCENT AND PURE TO KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO BE AROUND SOMEONE LIKE ME.
But this isn’t about what she wants.
It’s about what I want.
And what I want is to wreck the good girl in every way I can.
New Orleans might be the Big Easy, but this girl is anything but.
I was here on business for my club—the Iron Reapers MC—when Sasha came into my life.
She’s a good girl surrounded by a city of sin and debauchery.
She’s so innocent that from the first whiff of her, I couldn’t keep myself away.
She’s too good of a girl to be wrecked by a monster like me.
I want to see how far I can push her. How much she can take.
I want to hear the soft moans from her lips when I pull her close.
But I don’t just want to make her moan.
I want to make her scream.
Scream to be taken.
Scream to be used
Scream to be mine.
***
He forced me into this marriage.
My life was turned upside down the day I was told I had to marry Lorenzo Montorini--the heir of the Montorini crime family.
A man with a NEED for control. A NEED for an heir.
And I was going to be the mother of that child.
They say no one’s happier than a bride on her wedding day.
They lied.
Oh, I smiled through it all but inside, I wanted to scream.
I never asked to be married. Especially not to Lorenzo Montorini.
I don’t care that he’s got a smile to die for.
I don't care that his body is tempting me to touch him.
I don’t care that our marriage is the only thing keeping our families from war.
All I wanted was to scream no. To take my own life back.
But when the priest asked if I will take this man to be my husband.
The only words that came out were “I do.”
And from the moment Lorenzo slipped the ring on my finger, I knew.
There was no way he would ever let me go.
***
I’M ON THE VERGE OF BREAKING EVERY RULE, BUT FIRST I’LL BREAK HER.
She’s my best friend’s little sister.<
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Before he died, I promised to keep her safe.
I was supposed to take her out of this life, but I took her body instead.
And I’m just getting started.
I made a promise to my best friend seven years ago that I’d always be there to take care of his little sister—his only family—and keep her away from our club, the Steel Jockeys MC.
I promised to keep her out of all of this, and for seven years she was kept out of it all.
Until the bastards that killed my best friend came after her
I had to do something. I had to keep her safe.
I didn’t expect her to have changed in those years.
There’s shyness and hesitation when I look in her eyes.
So innocent. So pure.
She has no f***ing idea.
Once I got ahold of her—
I had no plans of ever letting her go.
No stopping.
Not until I’ve ridden her harder than I ever rode.
She may be my best friend’s little sister.
But after tonight, I’m making her MINE.
***
Princesses aren’t supposed to fall for a trained killer.
Especially not one who’s been sent to kill my father.
But that was before I was kidnapped and auctioned off…
… and Boris became my only hope.
CLAUDIA
Being a princess meant being a target to the worst people in the world.
But I never thought in a million years that I’d be where I am now:
Kidnapped and about to be auctioned off to the highest bidder.
That was when I saw him.
There was something different about the way he looked at me.
He didn’t just strip me with his eyes.
He looked at me like he was going to devour me.
Like he already owned me.
BORIS
I’m a hired killer. Full stop.
I’ll do whatever it takes to get to my mark.
Whatever it takes to finish the job.
But I never counted on Claudia.
She was the daughter of the man I was sent to kill.
And an actual, real-life princess waiting for her knight in shining armor.
Too bad for her.
I’m no white knight.
And I’m not here to save her.
But once I got her in my arms, nothing is going to stop me from claiming her body.
Nothing is stopping me from despoiling this princess.
And making her MINE.
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