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“The same way I knew you were meant for me the moment I met you, the way I know God spared you because I couldn’t live without you. This is why we’re here—to create good out of the hell we been through.”

Lyla brushed away a tear and then thumped him on the shoulder. “How do you do this to me?”

“Do what?”

“Wreck me, convince me to believe in the impossible.”

“It’s a gift.” He searched her face. “You understand why I want to try?”

“Yes.”

“Are we going to?”

Lyla tossed a hand over her face, the image he created so vivid in her mind. A little girl who pressed kisses over Gavin’s face, demanding he make cookies with her. Everything in her yearned to give that to him and herself. A child... “Yes.”

Gavin kissed her hard. “Thank you.”

“Are you going to give Carmen her money?”

“Yes,” he said as he spread her robe wide and positioned himself between her legs. He lifted her thighs on his shoulders and slid his tongue over her. “I missed your taste.”

Lyla locked her ankles around his back and clutched the couch cushions.

“Are you on the pill?” he asked, voice muffled as he talked into her.

“No.”

“Good.”

He sat up and positioned himself between her legs. The slide of his cock made her insides quiver and burn as she stretched. She shivered beneath him as he slid in all the way. He shuddered as if he couldn’t handle the sensation and pumped his hips.

“If we have a girl, can we name her after my mom?”

As if she would deny him after hearing his dream. “Of course,” she panted.

He kissed her, smearing her taste on her lips. She whimpered as he ground into her.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“You do know we may not have a girl or even get pregnant?”

“We will have kids,” he said firmly, “and we will have a girl.”

Knowing she wasn’t protected and that he was trying to get her pregnant made her hot.Reallyhot. “Fuck me, Gavin.”

He gave her a feral smile. “Don’t mind if I do.”

Gavin didn’t hold back. He fucked her as if his life depended on it, as if this was the last time he would have sex in his life. He fucked her so hard that she screamed and clawed his chest. She begged him to stop and then begged for more. Gavin didn’t let up until she convulsed around him. He came seconds later, planting himself as deep as possible and filling her with him.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Gavin

Lyla was getting restless. She didn’t say so, but Gavin noticed and it made him uneasy. It had been four months since he brought her back from Montana. He gave Carmen access to her money and to his relief, she made no drastic moves and continued to live with her mother. Lyla spent three days a week with Carmen and Aunt Isabel, either hanging out at their house or going out to do girl things. Carmen joined Lyla at the gun range. Blade reported that they were becoming quite skilled.

Gavin was able to pull back on his need to have Lyla call him every hour when she was out of the house, but he couldn’t resist checking the house cameras when she was home. If she knew how much he watched her, she would freak, but he couldn’t help it. He needed constant access to her to get anything done. He was back to working fifty hours a week and it felt good. At times, he reached for the phone to call Vinny before he remembered he wasn’t there.

The rumors surrounding the money laundering and his father’s murder made their casino a hotspot and they were raking in stupid cash. Marcus made improvements in the clubs and subtle updates to the casino that made all the difference in the world. For the first time in his life, Gavin was able to think about something else besides business and that something was his wife.

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