Page 32 of Peer & Coco

Chapter 12

Coco's leg tightenedaround Peer's waist. He lazily sucked her breast, cocooned in her warmth after having sex twice through the night. Thinking back over his life, he had never experienced the contentment that he'd found with Coco in his bed over the last week.

She supported him raising Tyr. Understood his responsibilities toward the club. Put up with his mess around the house. Even working with her and being able to protect her while she concentrated on serving the customers made him happy.

It was the way having a family was supposed to be. It took him a long time to realize that what he'd had for the last year was a family.

Coco smoothed his hair back from his face. "Your son is waking."

"He's fine," he mumbled, never taking his lips from around her nipple.

Her upper body jiggled. "Did you use the Duct tape on his diaper before you put him down for his nap?"

He paused and raised his head. "Shit."

"Literally, he could shit." She kissed his head. "Go get Tyr before he does something we both don't like to clean up. I'm going to get dressed."

He rolled out of bed, pulled on his jeans, and walked across the hallway into Tyr's room. Sniffing the air, he stepped around the crib and looked down on his son.

He sucked his thumb, his eyes still closed. Though he kicked his legs in the air, trying to wake himself up.

"Hey, son." He placed his hand on Tyr's stomach. "Are you going to wake up?"

Tyr blinked and a slow smile formed around the fist in front of his mouth. Peer reached over and grabbed a clean diaper, the container of wipes, and changed his son. Then, he put his shorts, socks, and small sneakers on his feet.

Picking him up, Peer kissed his cheeks, eliciting giggles from him. Tyr always woke up happy, and he strived to make sure that contentment remained in his son. A child should have a carefree life. He wanted his son to feel secure wherever he was or whoever he was with.

"Want to find, Coco?" He kissed his son one more time. "Let's go get her."

He set Tyr on his feet and watched him waddle off. Following, he grinned as his son went straight to Peer's bedroom. Over the last week, his son had figured out where he could usually find Coco.

The second he spotted Coco tying her shoes, Tyr babbled words nobody could understand.

She smiled through her laughter and held out her arms, snatching his son up into a giant hug. He stood in the doorway, watching them.

"Are you hungry?" Coco stood, putting Tyr down. "Let's go get you some food."

They'd both been letting him walk everywhere unless he asked to be carried, trying to let him gain his independence. Coco stepped up to him and hugged his middle.

He looped his arm around her shoulders and walked out to the living room with her. She veered off into the kitchen.

He grabbed Tyr before he could dump his box of toys and put him in the highchair. "Are you sure you're okay with watching him? I could be gone until early morning."

Slag was going to intercept a gun deal intended for Moroad Motorcycle Club in Idaho. Lagsturns Motorcycle Club would be carrying the goods through the area tonight. Club members planned to follow them up into Washington where the Slag Seattle Chapter would stop them, and the Portland Chapter would ride up behind and take the weapons off them.

Not only would the stolen goods benefit Norway, but it would also make Moroad weaker. They were already getting desperate.

"There's no use packing him over to the clubhouse when he can stay home with me." She set out a piece of toast with jam on it, cutting it into four pieces and putting it on the tray of the highchair.

He'd prefer that Tyr stay home with her. That way, he knew his son would be fine.

"I better take off." He reached behind his head and braided his hair in a single strand. "Call if you need me."

"We'll be fine. Besides, we have all day and night. That's a lot of time to teach your son some new words...like Coco." She put the banana she was slicing down and walked around the kitchen island to him.

Keeping her hands at her sides, she leaned in and up. He cupped her face, holding her still, and kissed her thoroughly. It'd be a long ride.

"Be careful." She dropped back on the heels of her sneakers.