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Chapter 37 –

Kayleigh watched from her place at the picnic tables as Jax and Juice boxed near the clubhouse. The boxing ring had been destroyed in the blast, but the boys had plans to get a new one. For now, they were making do with a pair of boxing mitts and their fists.

The boys had been hard at work with the Diosa and porn business. Lyla had found a nice warehouse in Stockton and the boys were making moves to acquire it for Redwoody. They had celebrated Tig's birthday the day before, and with no work or shit to handle today they guys were at TM. Only Chucky and Montez were absent and that was because it was their day to work Scoops. They guys were hanging around the garage since the construction on the clubhouse still had a long way to go.

Juice and Jax had gone off to box a while ago, and Kayleigh enjoyed watching them. Juice had thrown the punches first, but now he had the mitts and was moving them for Jax while the blonde threw punches left and right. It was warm for late February and Jax and Juice had both shed their shirts early in the workout. The sight of the two men was quite eye catching.

Tara's fingers snapping in front of her face caught her attention and she snapped her eyes over to see her friend standing beside her. "Enjoying the view?"

Kayleigh shrugged. "Don't judge me. Juice told me about your little eye wandering the other week on the porch." Kayleigh laughed when Tara blushed. "It's cool, girlie. We both have good lookin' men. I trust you, you've got Jax and Juice is plenty man enough for me, but sometimes you can't help but look."

"Amen to that," Tara added, her own eyes moving to watch the guys as she sat down beside Kayleigh. "Where's Gracie?"

"Daycare. Juice and I are going to go pick out baby furniture before going to get her."

"Know if it's a boy or girl, yet?" Tara asked.

"Oh yeah, but we aren't tellin'."

"That's evil. Does his mom and sister know?"

Kayleigh shook her head. "Nope," she said, popping the 'p'. "Haven't breathed a word yet. Gracie knows, but she's not talking either," Kayleigh joked.

Tara laughed and smiled at her friend. "Going to do a big reveal?"

"We talked about it, but we're not sure."

"You should do something cute. Take lots of photos to add to your scrapbook."

Kayleigh started to respond but the sight of the sheriff's car pulling into the lot made the words die on her tongue. She wondered what Althea Jarry wanted with SAMCRO. Kayleigh assumed eventually they would butt heads, and was curious what had brought her to SAMCRO's doorstep today.

Sheriff Jarry parked her car and got out, heading toward the garage, and the group of kutte wearing men standing in a circle. Juice and Jax were already jogging over and reached their brothers before she did. Tara and Kayleigh had a good view, but couldn't hear what was said between them.

Once she was done with the club, Sheriff Jarry made her way over to Kayleigh and Tara. She had a smile on her face and gave a friendly hello. "Good afternoon, ladies."

"Hello, Sheriff," Tara greeted.

"Nice to see you again, Althea," Kayleigh said. "You haven't been by the bakery again. Charming keeping you busy already?"

Althea studied the two women casually and then replied. "It's slow in some ways and fairly busy in others. Did you ladies know Eli Roosevelt?"

"He was Sheriff before you," Tara answered. "His wife owned the flower store here in town. They were both nice, we miss Rita."

"And Eli?" Jarry questioned.

Kayleigh spoke this time. "We were better friends with Rita, her shop was next to mine. They came to Charming when our husbands were locked up, but I'm sure you knew that," she said with a smile and a friendly tone. "We knew Eli too, he was a good man, good cop."

"Do you know anything about his disappearance?" she asked Kayleigh directly.

Kayleigh shook her head. "Nope. I would bet he left town because he lost his wife and his kid that she was pregnant with and over time it all just became too much. I've lost a husband before, several years ago. It's not easy to get over. I left town to do it. That's how I'm in Charming. Met Juice, opened a bakery and never looked back."

Jarry studied her for a minute and then nodded. "Juice is the one with the dumb mohawk and the head tats?"

"One and only."

The Sheriff turned to Tara and said, "Jax Teller is your Old Man, right?"

"Yep. Dr. Teller, but a lot of people still call me Dr. Knowles. It's hard to get used to the name change. Dr. Teller sounds strange to some of my colleagues still."

"I can imagine. You ladies have a good evening. Kayleigh, I'll see you tomorrow for breakfast at Lynn's."

"Looking forward to it," she called as the Sheriff turned and walked back to her car. After she left the lot the two women shared a look and the moved from the picnic table to go join the guys.

"What did she want?" Tara asked Jax directly.

He shrugged. "Questions about Roosevelt, but he won't be found, and she's not that curious. She eyed Chibs pretty hard, but I don't think it was cause she was suspicious of him."

Kayleigh giggled, she'd noticed Chibs and Althea's exchanged glances from across the lot, but she'd chosen to keep quiet about it. Now that Jax had said something first though…

"Staring awfully hard at the pretty Sheriff, Chibby, like a predator watches his prey," Kayleigh giggled. "Don't bite too hard."

Juice leaned against the counter near the register as Kayleigh put the trays of sweets into the display. She had dropped Gracie off at daycare and then he'd met her here to spend some time with her before he headed off to his shift at Scoops.

It was different working a semi normal job. Not running guns also brought not having to be constantly on the move and feel on the defensive at all times. They had plenty to do with the Diosa industry and the porn business, but it was different than what the club was used to. None of the guys were complaining. The money from Diosa, all three of them, was starting to pick up and they were looking to expand the porn industry with more online content, another part Juice would play in the new businesses.

The guys were starting to see what an asset Juice was to the club, and that he wasn't just some idiot. He could do tons of tech shit that none of the other guys could do. Kayleigh had told him several times how smart he was; it was part of why she loved him.

After business was handled for the day, the club was going to celebrate Thomas' first birthday party at Jax and Tara's house.

Kayleigh straightened and pressed her hands to her lower back. She let out a soft groan and Juice stepped forward to touch her. He turned her and pressed his thumbs into the muscles of her lower back just hard enough to make her moan in pleasure.

"That feels amazing," she sighed. "The growing belly is starting to make it hard to get comfortable at night."

"Should we break out that pillow Chibs bought when you were pregnant with Gracie?" Juice asked, sliding his hands around her belly and pulling her to lean against his chest.

She snorted. "No, that thing takes up most of the bed. What would I do with you?"

They shared a laugh and Juice kissed the top of her head. "I'd snuggled up to it I guess instead of you. At least I might get to put a hand on you, but I ain't sleeping on the couch."

Kayleigh giggled and tilted her head back to kiss his jaw. "Maybe just a regular body pillow would be helpful. You can squeeze me, and I'll squeeze it."

"That could work."

Kayleigh twisted in his arms and faced him, bringing her arms to rest on his shoulders. Juice let his hands rest on either side of her bump. He loved touching her, and he'd never get enough. Juice had missed a lot with Gracie, and that was something he couldn't change, but he tried to be around as much as he could for this one. "You know, we should probably think about naming our little Squirt."

"Probably so," Kayleigh responded just before the chime on the door sounded and she turned out of his arms to greet her customer.

Juice was surprised to see the Sheriff, but Kayleigh greeted her with a warm smile. "Good morning, Sheriff."

"Good morning, Kayleigh, Mr. Ortiz."

Juice nodded and said good morning. Then squeezed Kayleigh's hand to catch her eye quickly. He leaned down to plant a quick kiss to her lips and gave her his big grin. "See you later, baby."

"Bye, Juice."

He walked around the counter, nodded once more to Jarry and then walked out of the shop. He didn't bother to take his bike with him from the back lot behind Lynn's, choosing instead to just walk down the street to Scoops.

"How are you this morning?" Kayleigh asked. "What can I get for you today?"

Jarry eyed the treats in the display and then ordered. "I'm good, I'll have the banana nut bread, two slices, and a cup of coffee, large please."

"Sure."

As Kayleigh fixed her order, Jarry watched her silently and then finally spoke as Kayleigh moved to ring up the items.

"So how does that work?" Jarry asked. "An outlaw and a sweet woman like yourself?"

Kayleigh shrugged and gave a sincere smile. "Juan Carlos isn't a bad person. None of the guys are, they might have done bad things, but no one is perfect, or innocent. Not really. They're good guys, Filip Telford included."

"Who?"

Kayleigh was almost certain Jarry knew who she was talking about, but gave her another grin and leaned her hip against the counter. "Chibs."

"Oh, yes. Well," Althea started, blushing just slightly, making Kayleigh giggle.

"I didn't mean any harm, Sheriff. Just that… I'd like you to keep in mind that not everyone in this town has a high opinion of SAMCRO, and maybe they have a good reason, but the men behind the leather kuttes aren't as bad as they seem. They're trying to earn back their good name."

"I'll keep that in mind." Althea paid for her breakfast and then said goodbye, leaving Kayleigh wondering even more what kind of relationship SAMCRO was going to have with the new Sheriff of Charming.

Kayleigh set Gracie on the floor in Tara's living room and grinned as Abel came rushing up to her. "Aunt Kayleigh!"

"Hi, buddy."

She hugged him and then he ran off to play with his toy cars. Kayleigh took the chance to observe the room. Blue, black, and white streamers and matching colored balloons decorated the railing that separated the hallway and living room. The doorways and ceiling fan were also decorated. Above the T.V hang a banner that said Happy Birthday. Two tables were set up in the living room, one in the corner for presents and one longer one for food. Both were covered in light blue tablecloths and sprinkled with confetti. Little table decorations with metallic blue and silver bursts of shiny streamers dotted the two tables. "The house looks great, Tara. You outdid yourself."

"I couldn't help it. We celebrated Abel's first birthday, but it wasn't the same without Jax and the other guys. I had to go all out for Thomas. Gracie's almost there, two more months and she'll join the toddler club."

"I know," Kayleigh said, sticking the two presents for Thomas on the decorated table Tara had set up in the corner. "I'll be right back with the cakes."

When she walked back into the house she went to the kitchen, and Tara turned and gave her a frown. "I said only the one cake."

"Oh come on, we both know you wanted to do the whole cake smash thing. Thomas only turns one once, let him get cake everywhere. It will be fun. Plus it was fun to make!" Kayleigh retorted, opening the lid on the white box.

The little round cake was two layers tall and covered in light blue fondant with dark blue, and light and dark green, and white fondant circles of different sizes. "It's white cake with vanilla buttercream frosting on the inside. The other cake is made just how you ordered, chocolate cake with chocolate frosting and written in blue is Happy Birthday Thomas and it's lightly decorated with blue and green balloons. I also found the cutest number one shaped candles I could get my hands on. I bought one for each cake."

"Thanks, Kayleigh," Tara said and gave her a quick hug. "Hard to believe my baby is turning one today."

"I know. They grow up fast." Kayleigh pointed to her baby belly. "You could always just have another."

Tara laughed. "Ha, not yet. Come on, help me set the food out before everyone started to show up. It's almost three thirty."

The two women moved the trays of cut up veggies and fruit, little bite sized sandwiches and bowls of chips to the table. Kayleigh arranged the plates, napkins, and silverware while Tara carried the heavy pitcher full of lemonade to the table.

Lyla and the kids showed up a few minutes before the guys began to trickle in. Juice found Kayleigh when he arrived, Gracie already in his arms when he leaned his head down to kiss her.

"Hi." Kayleigh gave him a smile and he wrapped an arm around her.

Juice leaned close, running his lips across her earlobe and spoke softly. "Got some shit to talk to you about tonight."

Kayleigh twisted her head and kissed his cheek, whispering back. "That doesn't sound good."

"It's not bad, not yet anyway." Juice didn't say any more about it and pinched off a small piece of banana from Kayleigh's plate to feed to Gracie.

She grabbed it off his finger eagerly and brought it to her mouth. After chewing she caught sight of Thomas and Abel on the ground playing with Ellie and squirmed to get down from her father's arms.

Juice set her on her feet and Gracie took off in her cute, jerky, slow and slightly unsteady walk. Their daughter was officially mobile, and it tugged at Kayleigh's heart. It was fun to watch your child grow up, but Kayleigh wished she'd slow the hell down sometimes.

Thomas' first birthday party was a blast. The motley group enjoyed talking amongst each other while they munched on the finger foods. Thomas, with Jax's help, opened his presents, and then smashed his cake. After she got Thomas cleaned up, Tara cut the regular birthday cake and everyone enjoyed a slice.

Lyla, Ellie, and Kayleigh helped Tara clean up the trash and put away the leftover food while the guys said goodbyes. Lyla and her three kids left first and Kayleigh hugged Tara one last time by the front door.

"Thanks for all your help."

Kayleigh gave Tara a big grin and adjusted the strap of Gracie's diaper bag on her shoulder. "You're welcome girlie. I'll talk to you more tomorrow about getting together to work on the playground fundraiser."

"Okay. We both work, so I'll drop by Lynn's after my shift at St. Thomas," Tara replied. "You three have a good night."

Juice loaded Gracie into Kayleigh's SUV and then followed his girls to their house. Both of them parked in the garage and Juice pushed the button to close the door before walking over to get Gracie out of the vehicle. Kayleigh unlocked the door that led into the house and Juice followed her in, locking the door behind him.

It was a few hours later, once they had gotten Gracie to sleep and were relaxing on the couch together, that Kayleigh asked, "So what did you have to tell me that sounded so foreboding at Tara and Jax's house?"

Juice was lying long ways across the couch, propped up by one of the throw pillows, and Kayleigh was lying comfortably between his legs. She was sitting just like him, facing him from across the couch. Her feet were in his lap and he was gently rubbing the ball and heel of her foot, and sometimes rubbing up her calf muscle.

"Your brother made a deal with Baroski." Juice said it like it was a bad thing and Kayleigh wondered how that would affect the two clubs.

"The guy that works with Collette and runs the docks up in Stockton. I know, what about it?"

"Jax doesn't trust Baroksi, not many of us do. We talked about it at church. Man's an ex-cop and he's dirty, even though he claims to be good and clean. We think it's risky for the Night Slayers to be doing business with him."

"Doesn't SAMCRO do business with him?" Kayleigh asked and then moaned, leaning her head back against the pillow as Juice rubbed a sore spot on the bottom of her foot.

He chuckled and slid his hand up her calf, squeezing gently, before running it back down and rubbing her foot again. "No, we don't. Not directly. SAMCRO is partnered with Collette, and she hired Baroski to keep an eye on her house and girls. He gets free pussy in exchange."

Kayleigh shuddered. She didn't want to think about that. "Gross. So if Baroski screws over the NS where does that leave SAMCRO?"

Juice shrugged. "It would be a club decision at the table, but I'd bet we'd back NS."

"That's nice to hear. I always thought Trevor and Daniel worked better together. Daniel thinks things through more than Trevor does. I have faith in my brother, don't get me wrong Juice, but I worry about Trevor more than I do Daniel."

"Your brother can handle himself and make his own choices. He fucks up he fucks up," Juice said on a shrug. "SAMCRO has ties to the NS as a sister charter, we'll help out how we can, as long as it doesn't cause too much blowback and risk for the MC."

Kayleigh nodded. 'I understand." She pulled her foot away from his touch and raised up on her knees. Kayleigh leaned forward and rested her hands on either side of his chest. Pressing her lips to his in a quick kiss, she pulled back and gave him a sexy smile. "Let's go to bed, Juicey."

"Tired, baby?" he asked, a wide smirk stretching across his own lips.

She shook her head slowly, bringing one hand up to trailed over his abs. "You know I'm not."

She took his hand, and they rose from the couch. Juice followed her willingly to the bedroom, watching her ass sway as she walked in front of him, and imagined all the things he was going to do to her tonight.

"Hello, Dr. Knowles."

Tara had officially changed her name and people were slowly beginning to not call her by her maiden name. A few hadn't figured out that it made Tara had changed her name, or they hadn't heard the gossip about 'her taking on the Teller name after Gemma died'. Either way, Tara wanted to be a Teller, Jax's wife and Old Lady in every way, and it grated on her nerves when she was addressed as Tara Knowles. She smiled tightly at the customer in the bakery, but gave a small nod. "Hi, it's Dr. Teller, but how are you tonight Mr. Kessler?"

Mr. Kessler, the owner of the town's jewelry store, cleared his throat and Kayleigh suppressed a laugh as she watched the exchange. The older man finally answered Tara, "Fine. Have a nice evening Dr. Teller." He gave a quick nod to Kayleigh. "You as well, Mrs. Hanners."

He made it to the door in two quick steps as Tara laughed and Kayleigh hollered out. "It's Ortiz!"

Tara sat in a chair and Kayleigh came around the counter to join her at the table. When they finally stopped laughing enough to speak, Tara joked, "It is very Gemma of me to say I love making the townspeople get all flustered and fly out the door like a bat out of hell?"

"Only a little," Kayleigh replied with a one-shoulder shrug.." Screw Mr. Kessler, he doesn't like SAMCRO because Jacob Hale doesn't like SAMCRO. That man cowers under an Old Lady's stare." Kayleigh chuckled darkly. "He'd piss himself if he ever saw Happy's game face."

That made the girls crack up again.

"So, Kayleigh said. Fundraiser? And the upcoming month of March?"

"Yes," Tara said, sobering slightly from laughing with her friend. She reached behind her for her bag and pulled out her own spiral bound planner and flipped it open to the page she wanted. "For March, Abel's third birthday is the sixth. Bobby's birthday is the seventeenth, which is also St. Patrick's Day, Lyla's is the twentieth, and the first fundraiser for the Prom is in March."

"Wow. Busy month. And I didn't know Bobby was born on St. Patrick's Day."

"Yeah. I thought about asking him if he'd be cool with having a themed party."

Kayleigh shook her head and shifted in her seat. "As long as there's booze and half naked chicks ready to party, Bobby won't care. We should talk to Lyla, see if Redwoody's building would be available and big enough for a party."

Tara pulled out her notepad and a pen and started making notes. "The guys would love that. I wish the clubhouse would get rebuilt faster."

"Me too," Kayleigh said with a sigh.

Tara snorted. "I know that dreamy tone. Get your mind out of the gutter. I swear… you and Juice. You'd think you two would already have a whole litter of kids."

Kayleigh laughed. "We were cautious and used protection, all except that one time, hence Gracie. This one we planned." She ran a hand across her bump and grinned.

Tara shook her head and grinned at her friend. "You two are adorable, now back to business. Bobby's party…. OOH! What if we surprise Lyla and celebrate her birthday then too? The nineteenth falls on a Friday night. Perfect time to have both birthday parties."

"Perfect. I know you already have an idea for Abel's party, just tell me what I need to do."

The women spent the next two hours working on Abel's party, Bobby and Lyla's party, and plans for the fundraiser to build a new playground. They'd worry about Prom another day. Kayleigh finished closing the bakery and then sat to devote her full attention to their non-paying work. When they finished mapping out a more concrete plan they both had a bit of homework. Tara was going to touch base with a few businesses to rent tables for booths. Kayleigh was going to search with Juice for the best playground sets. They decided to let the guys pick the one they'd build.

As Tara packed up her belongings and Kayleigh grabbed her purse and phone, Tara asked, "So when are you going to tell everyone if this baby is a boy or girl?"

"Soon. Maybe, March is a crazy busy month. Maybe we'll decide on what to do and find a day to surprise everyone." Kayleigh said with a sly smile.

"You can't even tell your best friend?" Tara whined.

Kayleigh shook her head. "Nope. Sorry, girlie. Juice hasn't even told his mom yet, and that's saying something. It's our little secret for a bit longer."

Tara huffed, but then smiled and hugged Kayleigh. "Fine, keep your secret for now, Kayleigh Lynn Ortiz, but it can't be a secret forever. I do have a shower to plan for you, and I want a color theme!"

"You aren't supposed to get a baby shower for the second baby."

Kayleigh locked the front door and the two women walked to the back together and to Kayleigh's SUV.

"Oh whatever. I can throw you a shower if I want to."

"Okay. No sense arguing with the Queen, right?"

"Right. See you later, Kayleigh."

Kayleigh was putting Gracie to sleep when the ringtone for a Skype call began chiming from the bedroom. Juice kissed both his girls on the top of the head and left the nursery to answer the call.

Once Gracie was half asleep, Kayleigh lowered her into the crib, waited a few more moments to make sure she would fall asleep and then took the monitor with her as she left the room.

She heard the sound of Maria's voice as she approached the bedroom and smiled. They had only talked to her once since they'd arrived back in New York and that had been late January.

"It's been busy around here Ma, going legit ain't easy, but it's worth it," Juice said.

"Agreed," Kayleigh added. "Hi, Maria! How are you?"

Juice pulled Kayleigh down to sit on his lap and Maria's smile widened.

"I'm alright. Oh my goodness! Look at you! You are absolutely glowing!"

"Thanks, I don't feel glowy, but I appreciate it."

"You're what? Five months now? Have you learned the gender?" Maria asked with barely contained excitement.

Juice nodded and Kayleigh smiled. "We've been talking about how to surprise everyone."

"You know and you haven't told me!"

Kayleigh laughed, but Juice frowned. "We haven't told anyone, Ma. Kayleigh just said we've been trying to figure out how to surprise everyone."

"I'm in Queens, I won't be there for the surprise. Tell me now," she countered.

"Ma, we don't want word to spread without being able to tell everyone ourselves."

"And who exactly do you think I'm going to tell across the country, Juan Carlos?" Maria snapped.

"Danny," he deadpanned.

"I have not spoken to Danny in a few weeks, and I would not tell your secret, nor spoil your surprise. Now tell me if I get to buy boy or girl clothes, or continue getting gender neutral things."

Kayleigh and Juice exchanged a look and Kayleigh shrugged before turning back to face the monitor. "It's a girl!"

Later as Juice laid awake in bed he thought about how excited him mom was to hear that she was going to have two granddaughters. He never imagined he'd get to tell his mom he was having a kid, much less tell her about the second one that was on the way. Gracie was almost a year old, and he still couldn't believe he was lucky enough to watch his daughter grow up after everything that had happened in her first year of her life.

Roosevelt's murder had been on his mind the past few days and it was weighing on him. What kept him from sinking to that dark place, the same one he had been in after he killed Miles, was his girls – Kayleigh, Gracie, and the one on the way. He had to be strong for them. He'd told Kayleigh, Chibs, and Jax that he chose to his family and that is what he had done. Juice chose his girls, and he would choose them every damn time.

The dreams were not helping his resolve though, and it was making it hard to sleep through the night. Juice shifted to lay on his side and studied his beautiful, sleeping wife. Kayleigh was and always had been the light in his darkness. Despite having his club, he'd felt alone since leaving Queens, and since meeting her he'd never felt that way again. Even in his darkest thoughts, he knew he had Kayleigh if he'd have had the courage to go to her.

He remembered the night after Cameron Hayes had been shot. He'd scrubbed the blood off his body at the clubhouse and then driven straight to the B&B to see Kayleigh. It had been three in the morning and she'd drug him into her room and told him to sleep with her. Then teased him just a little for never having slept with a woman and just sleep. Juice might have loved her then; he was certainly enraptured by her. She'd consumed his every thought and he craved her company, the sound of her voice, her touch.

Juice ran his hand down the curve of her body and around to press gently against the side of her baby bump. Kayleigh had felt their child move again tonight and she'd pressed his hand hard against her skin in hopes that maybe he could feel it too, but it was still too soon. The little flutters Kayleigh tried to describe to him were something only she could feel.

Kayleigh let out a soft, sleepy moan as his lips pressed against her shoulder. She twisted to face him, her bump brushing against his bare chest and a sleepy smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. "You're awake." Her voice was quiet, thick with sleep, and Juice smoothed a hand over her hair.

"Yeah. Couldn't sleep. I didn't mean to wake you. You need your sleep."

She opened her eyes fully and looked up at him. She lifted a ran to brush her thumb under the dark circles under his eyes. "You need sleep, too. What's wrong? Talk to me, Juan Carlos."

Juice pulled her close and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "It's just dreams, baby."

"Not good dreams obviously," she smarted back. Kayleigh ran her hand up his chest and pressed her fingertips against his tattoo. "You and me, right, Juicey?" He nodded and her expression softened. "Talk to me."

He sighed, closing his eyes, and then opened them to lose himself in her gaze for a moment. "I keep dreaming of Roosevelt, or really, how shit could have gone down if I hadn't killed him. What could have happened to you if he'd talked to the wrong person. If he'd told someone what he knew. I couldn't let that happen, Kayleigh. I'm your Old Man and I love you, it's my job to protect you."

"I know, Juan Carlos. You did what you had to do for your family. I love you. You're a good man, Juice. Always remember that."

"I love you too, Kayleigh."

"What happens in your dreams if Roosevelt spills the secret?" she asked.

Juice ran a hand up and down her spine as he answered. "You're taken from me, either killed or locked up, but either way I can't save you. I try and fail every time. In my panic after you're gone, is when I wake up."

"I'm right here," she whispered. "We're going to be okay, Juicey, I promise. Remember, I'm not going down without a fight. And remember you protected your family and I love you for it."

Kayleigh ran her fingertips over the wolf tattoo and up his neck to brush along his jaw. She tilted her head and Juice pressed his lips to hers. It was a tender kiss, filled with love and the deep connection they felt.

Juice pulled back and gave her a gentle smile. "You and me, and our girls."

That brought a big smile to her face and she pressed her lips to his again. This kiss was much more passionate than the first. They broke apart and he trailed his lips down her neck, his hands sliding down her body and slipping under the band of her panties.

She giggled and whispered. "You need sleep, Juan Carlos."

He hummed against the curve of her neck and then gently nipped her earlobe. "Making love with my wife first, sleep second."