Sparrow’s Grace by Tiffany Casper

Being an ol’ lady in my mind, was the grandest thing any woman could ever hope to be called. There was nothing like having your man point to you and say, that’s my ol’ lady.
It just causes shivers to run up your spine.
It causes butterflies to swarm in your belly.
Or… at least, that’s what I’ve always been told.
See, I was just the woman who was his plaything.
I was the woman that he took things out on.
And all because I made a promise to my father on his deathbed that I would be Deck’s ol’ lady.
So, I stayed the course.
I held my promise.
I did everything I could to keep that promise.
Until he hit me one last time, and a few weeks later, I found out I was pregnant.
All my life I’ve wondered if MCs are the same.
And that’s a whole other can of worms I won’t get into just yet.
But I remembered an MC that had visited the club a few times.
I remembered a certain man.
That man had scowled when Deck called me the female version of a dog.
Would he treat me as Deck had?
Or would he make all my dreams, even those I didn’t know I had, come true?
I had a feeling he would do all of that and more.
And I never knew that with one look at a photo, he had removed his heart from his chest and placed it in my capable hands.

HEA. No Cheating. 18 and up. Spicy.