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Steel slid his phone into his pocket and walked back inside. His mother was still holding Aiden, and Breanna sat next to her, a huge smile filling up her face. “You ready to get some food?” They nodded, their gazes never leaving Aiden’s face. “Then let’s go.” He’d planned on taking them to a new steak house which had opened in the valley. It was Saturday night. A couple of years ago, he’d have spent it at the club, drinking hard and fucking harder, but that night, he’d planned on taking his family out to dinner, and then he and Breanna would put Aiden to bed and make love.

And he didn’t want it any other way.

Later that night,he sat against the headboard, his bare arms crossed behind his head. Breanna hugged him tightly around his waist, her hair covering his chest like a blanket. Moonlight spilled into their bedroom, and from the uncovered window, he could see the sprinkle of glittering stars in the dark sky.

Aiden rested peacefully in his crib in the alcove in their room. Once Aiden moved to his own room, Breanna planned to use the alcove as a sitting area complete with bookcases. They had moved into their new home six months after Breanna had healed from the injuries she’d sustained that horrible night. She’d insisted on a huge master bedroom with an alcove and fireplace, and during the wintry nights, Steel loved holding her close as the glow from the crackling fire made her hair and body shimmer gold.

“Is Shannon or Sam giving you a hard time? They’ve been the only two old ladies since I started the club twelve years ago.”

She kissed his belly softly. “They definitely don’t like giving up the throne to me, but I can handle it. Even though they’re not happy I’m onboard, they respect me. I’ll say that it’s become easier as time has gone on. They’re getting used to the idea. When are some of the other guys going to get hitched? I mean like Paco or Muerto?”

Steel busted out laughing, then turned quickly to make sure he hadn’t woken up Aiden. “I can’t see either of those guys having old ladies,” he said in a low voice.

“Could you have seen yourself as having one?” She craned her neck and he locked his gaze with hers.

He shook his head. “Back then… no way. Now I can’t imagine my life without you or Aiden.” He pulled her up closer to his face and bent down to kiss her deeply, his hand grazing the side of her exposed breast. “When I hold you close, I burn raw… deep down inside. I love you so much.” He pressed her flush against him, his fingers threading through her hair.

“I’m so happy we gave each other a chance. I spent so many years hating bikers and being angry at them all because of my dad. As I got to know you, I realized that being a biker wasn’t the reason my dad was mean, unfaithful, and uncaring. That was just the way he was. He wasn’t a good person. You’ve helped me to let my anger go. A big piece was missing from my life, and now I’m complete. You and Aiden make me whole. I love you more than I could ever tell you in words.” She nuzzled her face against his neck. “I’m looking forward to working on the fundraiser for the charity, Bikers Against Child Abuse. It’s up my alley.”

“Do you miss working?”

She shook her head. “Not at all. I couldn’t stand to leave Aiden with someone else. I’m happy I can stay home and be with him.”

“And when you’re ready, we’re gonna have to give him some siblings. Maybe a sister or two.” He sighed and looked at the stars. Among them, there was one that shone brighter than the others, and he liked to think it was Chenoa. He still missed her so much; he always would, but he found comfort in knowing she was free from her demons. His little girl—his sunshine—was looking down and smiling at him and her new brother.

“I know you miss her, but she’s always going to be a part of you. Aiden will know about his sister. We’ll both make sure of that,” she said softly as she rubbed his shoulder.

“I know.” He kissed the top of her head. “Have you heard from Nicholas lately?”

She shook her head. “Not in a long time.”

He kissed her hair. “I know how hard it’s for you not knowing where he is.”

She gripped his shoulder. “I have to let it go. It is what it is,” her voice hitched, and he held her tight.

Then Aiden’s high-pitched cry bounced off the walls. “He’s right on time,” Breanna said as she looked over her shoulder. “I fed him three hours ago.” She wiped her eyes and pulled away from Steel.

“Do you need any help?” he asked as he sat up straighter.

“Unless you got boobs that have milk, I have to do this alone.” She bent down and picked up her robe from the floor and threw it on as she padded over to the crib.

He watched her pick up their son and kiss him on the head. She went over to the rocking chair near the window, opened her robe slightly, supported the back of Aiden’s head with her hand, and brought him close to her breast. Steel smiled; he loved watching her and their son bond in such an intimate way.

After forty minutes, Breanna placed Aiden in his crib, and then climbed back into bed. She yawned and pulled the covers over her shoulders. He tugged her to him and cocooned her in his arms as she fell asleep. He kissed her temple softly. “You’ll always be my passion,” he whispered under his breath.

Staring at the star-filled sky, he felt his eyelids grow heavy. The trees shook as the wind weaved through them, their chaotic branches swaying in a hypnotic dance. Breanna sighed and licked her lips, and he held her tighter as sleep overtook him.