Dillon: A Wings of Diablo MC Novel by Lake, B. (rosie project txt) 📕

final one to give his approval. Ink understood that Roth was trying to right his wrongs, he just didn’t want Roth to do that anywhere near him. I have also set up a satellite clubhouse near the border of Oklahoma. It’s close enough that I can ride there, but still stay home with Keeley and the kids. It’s a hard road, but it’s the right one.

I open the door to our house, Max comes up wagging his tail and licking my hand.

"Good boy. Everyone ok today?" I ask and he barks once in response.

I walk into the living area, Lily’s on the floor with a makeshift fort around her and the TV on playing the credits of some Disney movie. MC is in his bouncing chair playing calmly with a teething toy. He makes happy noises when he sees me and reaches his arms out for me to pick him up.

Keeley is on the couch asleep with textbooks spread out all around her. This woman is forever studying something. I shake my head and start to pick up the books. I leave them right were they are when I look at the first page that it is open to and see she is reading up on genetic markers. My heart falls. I had told her to stop thinking about this shit, but it seems like she can’t. I can’t fucking blame her, MC is mine, but sometimes I find myself looking at him wondering if his hair is the same texture as mine, or if his lips have a different shape then Keeley’s. It bothers me sometimes, but it seems like not knowing is driving her crazy.

I can end her torment once and for all, but I’m fucking petrified that it may not be the answer we want.

One way or another we have to know.

I put the books back where Keeley had gotten them from and walk over to my closet. I open my personal safe where I keep some of my guns and other weapons that my family all knows not to mess with. Wrapped up in a bloody cloth is a bunch of letters and other paperwork that no one needs to see. One of the letters is the unopened envelope that Brendan had gave to me at our vow renewal.

I make my way back to where Keeley is laying down and gently shake her awake.

"Oh Dillon, I didn’t hear you come in." She quickly tries to close the books, not wanting me to see what she was reading.

"What if he’s not mine?" I say and her eyes pop up to mine, the nervous smile she was just wearing falling away as she realizes what I'm saying.

"I still love him, and I know you do to."

"I can’t let you give him away, that’s my son." I tell her making sure she knows now that no matter what this letter says, he’s mine.

"I know. He knows it too. No father has ever loved his son the way you love that boy." She rubs a hand across my cheek before her eyes dart down to the crumpled envelope in my hand. "Why are you saying this now? What’s in the envelope?"

I let out a sigh before I tell her what I’ve hidden from her. "Brendan had a DNA test run on MC when he was in the hospital. He gave me the results the day of our vow renewal. I’ve never looked, he’s never looked, no one knows."

She puts her hand to her mouth and stares at the paper in my hand.

"I hate that this shit rules your thoughts, but I just fucking pray that if he ends up biologically being that fuck’s you will still be strong enough to leave it in the past. That we can still move on like we’ve been doing with our daughter and son without this hanging over us."

"We can. I can." She says right away. "It’s closure."

"Closure? Well, here it is." I hand her the envelope and her fingers shake as she takes it from me.

I turn my gaze on MC who is still calmly playing with his toy in the chair, and a hum descends over me. My peace, he’s my peace. I can feel Keeley opening the letter next to me, but it’s like I’m underwater. My eyes never leave MC. He realizes I’m staring and blows a spit bubble before he laughs harder causing me to chuckle along with him.

"Dillon!" I think I hear my name. Keeley shakes my arm and I finally look to her. She is sobbing and I look away. I can’t do this.

Keeley grabs my chin and shoves the paper in front of my face. My eyes cross as I try to focus on what is in front of me. I back up slightly and see a chart with a bunch of numbers. I don’t know what any of it means, but my eyes scroll down to where there is a paragraph of words and in plain English it says, "The probability of Mr. Dillon Ryans being the biological father of Marko Charles Ryans is greater than 99.9999 %. Conclusion: Based on our analysis, it is practically proven that Mr. Dillon Ryans is the biological father of the child, Marko Charles Ryans."

I snatch the paper out of her hands and re-read the same line over and over again. "I told you! I fucking knew it! He’s mine. I fucking knew it." I grab Keeley and hold her as she cries her tears of happiness.

"Eww, what are you two doing? There are children in the room." Lily yawns and then covers her eyes when she sees us holding each other.

I kiss Keeley’s forehead before I look back over to my son, a hundred percent all mine.

"Pope, go check on Yogi and find out what the hell is taking him so long. It’s just a fucking keg for fuck’s sake." Clean calls out and I move my ass from behind the bar to