shown him pink camo, he would’ve asked, “Where are they hiding? Candy land?” Now that shit was cute. Asal wasn’t into the pink camo. His big girl liked her real-life camo.
But a little baby bundle in his woman’s arms? Yeah, it’d work just as much as his newborn girl would look good in the pink Harley Davidson outfits, which he also bought. Maybe he wouldn’t bring a newborn to Sturgis. But a little one at Sturgis? Hell yeah. Asal loved it. Sugar loved it. Why not make it a Westin family tradition?
That hit him in the chest. Maybe it was already a family tradition. They’d made their own, and new ones would come. He tugged his lip into his mouth, rolling that thought over.
“Are you that worried?” Parker interrupted his thoughts, reading him all wrong.
“Just thinking.”
“About?”
Jared cleared his throat and mind. “Take your pick. The trouble Sugar’ll wriggle into. The headaches she’ll leave along the way.” He chuckled. “Want me to go on?”
Parker shook his head. “Lexi will keep her grounded.”
“Glad they’ve become such good friends.”
“Me too,” Jared mumbled. “Has Sugar had Lexi down at the range?”
“Not much. It’s not her thing.”
“Right.” He wondered how someone would fall in love with anyone in Titan and not understand who they were and how they got there. Weapons were a part of that, but it was so much more than handling a gun. It was their lifestyle. For Sugar and Lexi to gel the way they had… he’d have to ask Sugar about it. She didn’t take on anyone that she didn’t know everything about. Jared pinched the bridge of his nose and remembered one of the first times he’d slept over at Sugar’s house. “So how does a big, bossy, badass of a man decide to go into the army?” Sugar had lain naked across his chest.
“You want all my secrets?”
“I want everything from you. I didn’t mention that?”
He ran his hands down her bare back and let his palms rest on her ass. “I needed a job. They’d be stupid not to take me. End of story.”
“Bull-fucking-shit.”
He’d squeezed her ass. “You think you know me so well.”
“I do. But I want all of you. Every last piece of intel. What makes you tick?” Sugar had let the minutes drift by. “This will never work unless you let me in. And the reason Jared Westin is the man he is has something major to do with why you signed up for someone to hand you a gun.”
Jared remembered wanting to fight her, shake her. Run but also stay put. “Sugar…”
“Your call, buddy. I can roll with it either way. I’m a big girl. We’ve established that.”
Minutes had passed, and he had no intention of letting Sugar get away. But as for the past and who he was, there wasn’t much to say. Just a series of facts and events, and here he was—Army Ranger turned Titan Group founder and lucky as hell to have her in bed.
“Spit it out.” She had shifted away, and he’d snagged her back.
“Stay put.”
“Start talking.”
“It comes down to one thing. I grew up believing in heroes.” He’d taken a deep breath and wrapped her into a hug, sliding her body next to him so they were eye to eye. “Some people will do anything to save another person. Some people would rather drop and cry about tragedy.”
“True. But that’s vague.”
He’d smiled because only the woman he’d spend the rest of his life with would call him out as he tried to verbalize feelings and pivotal life points. “My grandfather had dementia. I don’t know what they called it back then. My grandma, just… maybe had enough. All of the family was over at their place for Christmas, and he didn’t remember a thing. No one. Not her.”
“That’s awful.”
“But it turns out she locked the door, lit a cigarette, and went to sleep. I’m not sure how she killed him, killed herself…” It would have ruined his childhood if he hadn’t been as strong of a kid as he was. “I saw my aunts and uncles drop to their knees
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