Marco (The Men of Indecent Exposure #1) (42 page)

“Well, then… I suppose it’s a good thing you weren’t the only one I did it for,” I answered. “This decision was for Sophia—so I could have more time with her. It was for me,” I shared. “And yes… it was most
definitely
for you,” I added.

My heart was full. I’d already decided she and I were going to make it. The realization hit me that night in the delivery room. As I watched her, something just clicked. I wasn’t giving up on us, on all the work we’d done to get here. Our differences were nothing more than a learning curve, not our final grade.

She was as good as mine… she just didn’t know it yet.             

Now seemed like the perfect time to tell her exactly how I felt.

“You’re my everything,” I confessed. “Not because of the beautiful gift you’ve given me, but because we’re right for each other.” There was no hesitation in admitting that because I knew she had to feel that, too. “I don’t care how we met. I don’t care about how we got started. You and me?” I paused and took her hand, unable to keep from smiling. “We make perfect sense.”

She glanced down at Sophia when a shy smile broke free.

“You changed me without coming in and demanding that I be different. The change came just from you being present,” I added, knowing every word I spoke was true. “You caused a better man to rise up in me, Brynn, and I know I won’t find that anywhere else. For me, you’re it.”

Brynn’s eyes found mine and the corners of her mouth lifted into a smile, one that could only be described using one word:
content.
To me, as her man, that was more important than finding happiness there in her expression, more important than her being captivated by me.

Contentment meant that both of those things and more had already fallen in line.

Contentment meant there was no place she’d rather be than right here with me.

I’d done my job.

As if to let me know I was right about that, she leaned in for a kiss still holding Sophia in her arms. Brynn’s beautiful smile flashed my way in between our lips touching and I knew in that instant, we’d be okay. Somehow, against all the odds anyone could ever think of, we were going to make it.

My little family and I.

Marco

One-thousand, seven-hundred twenty.

One-thousand, seven-hundred seventy.

One-thousand, seven-hundred eighty.

“Not a bad payday,” Brynn said with a smile, sliding the cash back inside the envelope when she finished counting.

It was five o’clock and just about time to shut down. The timing was perfect because Bel had just run out of lemonade to sell. She ran her booth all on her own, with just a little help from Rosie, while the rest of us manned the yard sale. With so many things to get rid of, it took six of us to keep an eye on everything.

Ma had been assigned to babysitting duty and she couldn’t have been happier. She lived for these opportunities to have Sophia all to herself and in just a few short days, she’d be her primary caregiver while Brynn and I worked. Neither of us could believe three months had passed so quickly. The new job was starting soon and Brynn was both excited
and
nervous. Excited about having a job waiting for her, but nervous about leaving Sophia. We both knew she was in great hands with my mother, though.

A soft hand slipped across the back of my neck, massaging it a little as Brynn stood beside me. Together, we surveyed the items that hadn’t moved during the sale. They’d be taken away to charity tomorrow, because there was no more room in the house. We’d blended everything we could without the place looking cluttered. Ultimately, her living room set stayed and mine was sold to two newlyweds out bargain hunting this morning. My dining room set seated more people, so hers was sold to an elderly man who needed to downsize. All in all, our moving in together had gone smoothly.

“We did good here today,” she concluded with a smile.

I nodded, agreeing. “We did.”

The money we earned would be added to the education fund the guys started for Sophia, so we were definitely pleased with the amount. By the time she was ready to head off to college years from now, she’d be set.

Thinking of her, I wanted to wrap this sale up quickly so I could clear the house out. I loved my people, but I was admittedly ready to have Brynn and Sophia to myself for the night.

There were items to prepare to be hauled away in the morning and tables to break down. My sisters helped Brynn with boxing things up while the guys and I focused on the tables. Even though they had to perform tonight, they still showed today because they knew we’d need the muscle for setting up and tearing down. All it took was the promise of free lunch.

“So, this is the new you, huh?” Carlos asked, smiling when he did. “Marco, the heartbreaker, the
legend
… is now a family man,” he teased. “The lion has officially been tamed.”

Logan and Justin had a good laugh at that and so did I, but I wasn’t ashamed to admit he’d gotten that exactly right. I
was
a family man now and proud of it.

“Never thought I’d see the day,” he added. “Things won’t be the same at
I. E
. without you, man.”

Logan concurred with a grumble.

“Things won’t be the same at I. E.
period,”
Justin chimed in.
“With Ivy bringing in this new guy to help manage, there’s no telling
what
the hell is about to change. And we all know how anti-change I am.”

I moved the table I just took down off to the side before speaking again. “I thought it was only temporary, though. Her bringing in help, I mean.”

At least that was what I heard. She didn’t explain things to the guys in detail, just that she wanted to bring in an extra body to make sure things kept running smoothly… whatever
that
meant

“Did you all find out who she’s bringing in yet?” I asked.

Justin shook his head. “All we know is it’s some dude named Sid. Haven’t met him. Don’t really want to. Her old man never would’ve brought a stranger into the mix just so he could chill while someone else did the hard stuff.”

“How do you know that’s it, though? Maybe she’s got some stuff that needs her attention more than the club does. I can relate to that,” I added, but Justin wasn’t buying it as he shook his head.

“Nah… this wouldn’t be happening if LeRoy was still running I. E. He took pride in doing it all on his own and nothing but death came between him and his business,” he added cavalierly, causing the rest of us to shake our heads at him.

“Well, whatever she has going on, I’m guessing there’s a good explanation. And I’m also guessing she wouldn’t put just anyone in charge. Whoever Sid is, he must be one hell of a businessman for Ivy to trust him.”

Justin didn’t say anything else about it after that.

We had everything taken down pretty quickly and then moved on to shifting the things Brynn and my sisters boxed to the garage where they’d stay until the truck arrived to pick them up in the morning. The guys took off after that to get some rest before tonight’s show and my sisters and mother were gone, too, within the hour.

Now it was just me and my two favorite ladies.

Ma had bathed Sophia while the rest of us were outside working, so that was one less thing that needed to be done. She dozed while Brynn fed her, but was wide awake again as soon as she was done. I took over then, holding and playing with her while Brynn showered.

I lived for these moments. I didn’t take it lightly that I almost missed out on all of it. If I’d made the decision in the beginning not to stick around, or if Brynn and I hadn’t figured out a way to work things out… I would’ve missed this. And that made me appreciate it so much more.

Dark curls framed a round face, the one with sinkholes for dimples. They were so deep and only added to the beauty that already existed there. Small, gold studs in her ears marked another milestone. Brynn and I had just taken her to get them pierced a week before and she looked adorable with them. When it came to Sophia, there was nothing Brynn and I didn’t do together, no first experience either of us was willing to miss.

She lay there, staring up at me with flailing arms and legs and I had to smile. We did this; Brynn and I.

“Ready for bed,
Princessa
?” I said, scooping her up from the spot she currently occupied in my bed.

She fit against my shoulder and neck perfectly as I walked with her, headed for her room just down the hall. The tiny yawn she let out let me know it wouldn’t be long until she drifted. I only rocked her for a few minutes before her body went still in my arms and I was able to lay her down.

I got back to the bedroom just as Brynn was stepping out of the shower—smelling like warm apple pie and looking just as tasty.

“Don’t you look at me like that,” she teased, knowing what I was thinking, knowing what I wanted to do to her.

I sat on the edge of the bed and watched, finding her just as sexy today as I did from day one. Her body had gone through changes since having Sophia and she wasn’t entirely comfortable with all of them—her breasts were still a whole cup size bigger than usual, her hips were a little wider, her thighs a little fuller. However, I didn’t mind one damn bit. In fact, I made it a point to make her feel my attraction to her every time I looked at her, touched her. That body, regardless of how
she
felt about it, was nothing but perfect to me. Then and now.

“Why don’t you come over here and sit with me?” I asked with a grin.

She matched my expression and took slow steps closer. “Oh really. Just to sit, huh?”

I shrugged. “Unless you wanna do more.”

She laughed, giving in as she walked over, standing in front of me in nothing but her towel. Her bare knees filled the space between my legs as I let my hands settle on the backs of her thighs, feeling tiny droplets of water against my palms.

Her fingertips ran over my head lightly and she said before that it felt like velvet to her. She continued to rub and my eyes closed as my forehead touched her stomach.

We’d been through things in under a year many couples don’t face in a decade. And we survived it all. That spoke volumes to me. It said that we were strong, that we could weather any storm as long as we were together. And I planned to spend a lifetime proving that fact.

I lifted my head to stare up at her and those big, beautiful eyes blinked down at me, eyes filled with the same intense emotion I was sure only mirrored in my own. As I stared, I got a glimpse of my future,
our
future, and it brought words she and I had never taken lightly, words that we’d only found ourselves able to admit a short time ago.

“I love you, Brynn.”

She smiled at that, kinda bashfully.

“I love you, too,” she said back. But the most important thing was that I felt them and knew she felt the sincerity in my words as well.

I lifted her hand to my lips and kissed the back of it, honoring this woman who’d given me so much—my daughter, a chance at happiness…
hope.

Dark ink staining the side of her index finger caught my eye and I read the phrase, as if I hadn’t been the one to etch it there for her only a month ago:

Milagro… miracle
.

She was a miracle for many reasons, but most recently she was
my
miracle. The one who
‘tamed the lion’
, as Justin put it, the one who showed me love was possible.

Even for me.

I took her in my arms and we made love in the bed we now shared, under the roof that was now hers just as much as it was mine. Everything I had was hers and I’d never deny her a single thing as long as I lived.

She was mine,
my
woman, my
family
.

…and I would never let her go.

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Justin

The Men of Indecent Exposure, #2

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Chapter One

Sidra

“Miss? Miss, are you all right?”

I came to in the arms of a stranger; a middle-aged guy I remembered being seated not too far away on the Metro. He stared down on me now as I blinked, trying to collect my thoughts.

“You went down,” he explained. “I almost had you, but I was a couple seconds too late by the time I realized what was happening.”

I rubbed the side of my head and closed my eyes, doing all I could to fill in the blanks. The last thing I remembered was rushing off the bus, but making it down the steps and onto the sidewalk was hazy.

That must’ve been when it started.