Free Letting Her Lead (Ghost Riders MC Book 3) by Alexa Riley

something. It’s kind of why I rushed over here to begin with. You know, before Bulldog got in the way.” Lucias sits up, pulling me with him so I’m now straddling his lap. I make a move to try and get up, but he just grips me tighter. I want to stand and pace, not look him in the face when I tell him my silly mistake. Someone who works in the medical field should not be this stupid. But I was.
    “You’re scaring me.” He grips me even tighter, like I’m going to bolt from the room or something. I didn’t think Lucias could be scared.
    “I’m on the pill,” I blurt out, making him frown at me. I don’t want him to think I was trying to get pregnant on purpose.
    “I’ve never seen you take that shit.” He sounds angry. Maybe he’s mad that I hadn’t been taking it when I should have been. His anger makes this so much harder.
    I don’t know how to respond to that, so I don’t because, well, I did forget. But it was partly his fault with the whole kidnapping thing. Still, I should have known better. I should have remembered that I hadn’t been taking my pill, but in my defense, I only ever used it to keep myself regular. I wasn’t super strict about it because there wasn’t a reason to worry. Until now.
    “Can I…” I try to pull myself from his hold again.
    “No,” he says, making it clear he isn’t letting go and it’s pointless to try and argue.
    I just narrow my eyes at him, but it does nothing. I don’t even get the half smile he gives me when I get a little pissy when he’s being bossy with me.
    “I messed them up,” I rush out. “You all kidnapped me and I forgot them. When I finally got back to my house, I kept missing them, which is your fault, too! I always take them at night, but you fuck me until I pass out and I forget,” I finish yelling, getting myself all worked up.
    “When will you know?” he asks, way too quietly. His face unreadable.
    “I already know.” The words just hang there.
    “Say it, baby. Put me out of my misery.”
    “Misery?” The word comes out strangled, and I can feel the burn of tears in my nose.
    “Yeah, misery. Tell me I put my kid in you. That you’re going to be locked to me for life. That when I pull this ring out that’s been burning a hole in my pocket for the last week, you’ll have no choice but to say yes.”
    “You want to marry me?”
    “Babe, I tagged your ass. You’re as good as married.” His hand comes around, grabbing the tags on my neck. I’d noticed them on Julie and Vincent and a few of the women downstairs. “These mean you’re mine. You can come and go from the club as you please. We don’t tag our women unless they’re it for us.” He leans in, brushing a kiss across my lips. “Forever.”
    A tear slips out, but I realize I’m crying for a different reason now. Lucias kisses it, stopping it in its tracks.
    “Don’t cry. I don’t like that shit.” He growls like I can stop my tears, making me giggle.
    “Say it,” he pushes.
    “I’m pregnant.”
    His big hands go to my face, cupping me, holding me in place as his mouth comes down on mine and he devours me.
    “You’re happy,” I say breathlessly when we finally pull back from the kiss.
    “You gave me something I thought I’d never have.” He rests his forehead against mine like he’s savoring the moment.
    “I never wanted the club,” he finally says after a few beats. He pulls back, looking me in the eyes, his face serous. “I love my dad, but this place started to fall apart after my dad lost my mom.”
    I can see the pain flash across his face, and I bring my hands up to rest on his chest, rubbing little circles.
    “I was thirteen when she died. It was rough, but hell, it almost killed my dad. He stopped spending so much time at home and more and more here at the club. Not that I blamed him. She was all over that house. Everywhere I looked, I saw my mom, so I did the same thing when I turned eighteen. I enlisted to get the hell out of here.”
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