![]() Then he walked us out of his room to his truck, where he put my son in his car seat in the back.Īnd later, after we went back and collected his laundry in a duffel (as well as a plastic bag), while Travis had his afternoon nap, Joker made good on his promise. ![]() “After I feed you, we’ll come back and get my laundry.”Īnother nod, but this time I did it with the curious feeling of being utterly delighted at the thought of having more laundry. I could tell by the look on his face that made me shiver again.Īnother shiver. ![]() ![]() They scattered,” Joker answered and it came out rough. “Is there anyone out there to watch Travis for half an hour?” I asked and it came out breathy. I loved that my handsome, manly man biker wanted me, just as I was, making me feel wantable.Īnd the last part of that it was that leaving his laundry for me, which meant leaving his clothes at my house, meant a great deal to him. He might not share blood with my boy and Travis already had a dad.Īnother part of it was what he said giving me a shiver, making me want what he wanted in a way I wanted it too, right there, right then. ![]() And taking that in, I knew more of it was knowing Joker was going to be an excellent father, and I knew this because he already was one. ![]()
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