Free Bad Boy Daddy by Chance Carter Page A

being with me, to never leave me. All I needed as for him to stay.
    “I can’t stay,” he said. “You know that.”
    “Then go,” I cried. “If you’re going to leave me, go now. It would have been better if I’d never met you. It would have been better if I’d never left Wolf.”
    “Faith,” he said, but it was too late.
    I shook my head. I wanted no more of his words. He was breaking my heart and he knew it. How could he do this to me? In the space of two passionate nights he’d made me fall completely in love with him. I knew I was already carrying his baby. There was no doubt in my mind I was pregnant. I don’t know how I knew, but I knew.
    Now he was breaking me heart. He was breaking my body and my heart at the same time. He didn’t realize I’d forgive him for anything, if only he would stay. He didn’t realize I didn’t care about Wolf Staten. All I cared about was Jackson being at my side.
    I wanted to tell him that I released him from his promise, that he didn’t have to go, but he wasn’t listening. He thought I’d hate him for being a coward. Nothing could be further from the truth.
    The only thing I’d hate him for was leaving me. He didn’t have to do it like this. He didn’t have to leave a trail of destruction. We could have stayed at that house together. Or he could have taken me somewhere else. I’d have gone anywhere with him. I wanted him. I didn’t want justice. I wanted Jackson to help me raise this baby he’d been so determined to put inside me.
    “Tell me where to find Wolf,” he said.
    I flashed daggers at him with my eyes. I was so angry I’d have shot him through the heart if I’d had a gun.
    “You’re leaving me now?” I said.
    “Faith, I have to go.”
    “You don’t have to do anything. It’s your pride that’s making you leave.”
    “Wolf Staten deserves to die.”
    “I don’t care about him. All I want is to run away with you.”
    “I’ll never run away. You know that.”
    “You’re running away from me. You’re a coward, Jackson Jones. If you leave me now, you’ll be a coward till your dying day. I swear to God.”
    “I warned you,” he said. “I told you you’d regret getting involved with me. I warned you it would lead to nothing but pain.”
    I took my wallet from my purse and threw a piece of paper at him. If he wanted to kill himself, who was I to tell him otherwise?
    “The address is there. He goes to that house every night. It’s remote. There’ll be guards there, and they’ll shoot you dead before you get within a hundred yards of him. If that’s what you want, if you want to kill yourself rather than raise our baby together, go ahead.”
    He shook his head.
    “I warned you Faith. You knew from the beginning you’d regret ever meeting me.”
    He was so wrong. I didn’t regret meeting him at all. Not for one second. The only thing I regretted was losing him.
    Tears fell down my cheeks.
    He grabbed his things and left. I collapsed to the floor. His sperm was still inside me, dripping out of me in a pool on the floor. I heard the motorcycle fire up and recede into the distance. I held my breath and listened. He’d stop. He’d change his mind. He’d come back to me. He had to.
    But he didn’t. He never came back.

Chapter 16
    Jackson
    I RODE NORTH AS IF being chased by a wildfire. The clouds in the sky rose above me, curling in a vortex. A storm was brewing.
    I had only one thing on my mind—to keep my word. I was going to do for Faith what I’d promised.
    And she was going to do for me what she’d promised.
    A life for a life.
    If I had to die, I was ready for it. I’d done my best to be a man. I’d tried to love a woman, briefly though it was. I’d burned myself into her soul in the short time we had together. I’d put my baby in her—left behind a son to carry on my name.
    Now I was going to kill the man who threatened everything I loved. He threatened every chance at happiness and peace Faith would ever know. He’d