“Oh, I know it’s not over, but you are wrong. You’ve never come up against a man like me because I always win.”

Taking off down the street, he spun around and made his way back to his home.

He’d snuck out after putting her to bed, and as he entered his home through the kitchen, he paused.

Robin was at the fridge.

“Hey,” she said.

“I just went out for a ride.”

“You don’t have to tell me everywhere you go. I get it, I do.” She chuckled. “This is your home.”

“What are you doing up?”

“I had weird dreams.”

“In what way?”

“I dreamed I was giving birth, and everyone disappeared. I was all alone. You know. The usual.”

“You’ll never be alone. That I can promise you.”

“I don’t know. Unless you’re around people seem to avoid me.”

“Let me make you a hot chocolate.”

“You don’t have to go to so much trouble.”

“You’re not trouble. I don’t know who has you convinced you are, but they’re lies, all of them.”

She smiled. “Did you have a nice ride?”

“Yeah, I cleared the air, you know, got my shit together.”

“Sounds amazing.”

“It is.” He poured some milk into a pan and got to work heating it up. Next, he added in some dark chocolate, because that’s how he liked it.

“I still can’t believe you’re such a good cook.”

“You should be thanking me. It’s a reason you don’t starve.”

“Could you teach me?”

“You want to learn how to cook?”

“Yes, of course. I think it will be good for me and the baby to cook.”

“Then I’d love to.”

She smiled, and he stared into her eyes. She was a beautiful young woman.

He added in a splash of vanilla and poured the chocolate into two mugs. Sitting at the kitchen counter opposite her, he took a sip.

“So the big, bad biker knows how to make hot chocolate?”

“There’s a lot this big, bad biker can do.”

“I bet.”

****

“What exactly is it you want me to do?” Reaper asked.

He stood in the cop’s house, and to be frank, he was a little disappointed. Being in Preacher’s turf was a huge gamble, one he wasn’t willing to make until O’Klaren promised him something he couldn’t refuse.

A way to bring Preacher and the Twisted Monsters down.

He’d never liked Preacher, and he liked to fuck with him quite a few times. It helped that he had weak people around him who were always willing to run their mouth off. Of course, he didn’t really care if those same people got recaptured by Preacher and killed. It saved him a job.