I Dare You To Meet Me
Chapter 6

-She’s perfect.

Demian’s voice brings a couple of tears to my eyes, seeing him standing in my hospital room, hugging our little daughter with such devotion, fills me with an emotion I have never known before.

-She looks just like you love.

I tell him proudly, but he is foolish and denies several times.

-No no no no, she is just as beautiful as her mother.

A chuckle escapes my lips.

-Although I appreciate the biker compliment, my little traitor daughter is an exact copy of you and your father, she has nothing of mine, except maybe the color of the skin.

-All White, eh?

He can’t hide the haughty and proud tone when he says that, making me laugh again.

Our little girl arrived healthy and without complications to the world, we were both excited and anxiously awaited her arrival, and now that we finally had her by our side, we couldn’t stop admiring how fragile and innocent she looked.

-Can you believe that this perfect little bundle of flesh is our creation?

My man said with a voice full of emotion. I denied as I wiped away the treacherous tears that left my eyes.

Demian approached me while rocking our daughter in his strong arms, she looked even smaller next to her huge father, my husband, (my father forced us to get married properly by the law and the church), she had a gleaming smile that showed all her teeth, she gave me a little k**s on my lips and left me wanting more.

-Thank you for this Anabella, I really am the luckiest son of a bitch in the world to have you by my side.

I whisper against my lips, and before I can answer her a knock on the door interrupts us.

-Come in. I say, knowing it was our families waiting to finally meet our daughter.

The door opens and sure enough, my parents, and Demian’s father walk in arguing with each other, but fall silent when they see the little person in her father’s arms.

My mom lets out a sob as she approaches.

-Can I hold her?

She asks with a trembling voice and carefully takes her from between my man’s arms, my daughter complains a little about being separated from her daddy but makes no attempt to wake up from her nap.

-Hello my girl, I am your tata, and those are your grandparents over there, we have all been waiting a long time to meet you baby.

He says in a high pitched voice and makes me laugh, I was thrilled at how well my parents had reacted to my decision to stay in America next to the man I loved.

Of course before they did that dad had punched Demian in the face and threatened him a thousand times about not making me suffer.

After that little incident everything had flowed normally.

-Give me woman, I want to meet my granddaughter too.

My father did not wait to take my little girl from my mother’s arms, he did it gently but the speed of the movement woke her up and she opened her eyes to start crying loudly for the interruption of her sleep.

-Come on, pass her to me, your grandfather doesn’t know how to treat a little lady, right my darling, don’t cry little one, your other grandfather is here to defend you from that old ogre.

Now it was Adam who was holding her in his arms. Demian’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets as they widened at the sight of his scary, strict, tough daddy’s high-pitched voice and cuddling his granddaughter.

-Mental note to the bikers of the world, you fear nothing, and are cold and heartless until confronted with a sweet little baby girl.

I tell my biker in a mocking voice, he gives me a sideways smile as he shrugs his shoulders.

-I plead guilty to being weak in front of my daughter.

The little girl is still crying with her grandfather, so I raise my hands to hand her over to me, my father-in-law gets the message immediately and gives her to me, the little girl slowly calms down as I hug her to my chest.

-Beautiful.

My man whispers before wrapping one arm around my shoulders and caressing the baby with the other.

-My granddaughter is beautiful daughter, but you have to admit that you won the battle, the little one is clearly the reflection of your husband.

My mother says in a dreamy voice.

-I’m delighted to have a little copy of my man in female mom, so I’m not at all disappointed that I didn’t get any of my own. I say sincerely.

-We Whites have always had very strong genes, no wonder my granddaughter is so beautiful with such a good looking grandfather.

Adam’s proud statement makes us all laugh, and the little girl rolls over in my chest at the movement.

-Do you know what her name is going to be? My dad asked without taking his eyes off the baby.

Demian and I shared a look before he answered for both of us.

-Anabella and I agreed that we wanted a Russian name, because of her roots, but we also didn’t want something impossible to pronounce here in America, so after much searching, we are proud to present our little girl, Natasha White Kozlov.

Pride tinges every syllable.

A big smile tugs at the lips of her grandparents.

-Natasha. My mother nods.

-A great name with a lot of power. My father-in-law commented.

-Little Tasha, she has a great future ahead of her. My father smiled and winked at me.

I nodded in agreement with him.

I gave my man a brief k**s before placing one on my daughter’s forehead as well.

-Welcome to the family Tasha, you are the most loved baby in the world by your parents and grandparents.

I murmured, Demian squeezed my shoulder and also reached over to leave a k**s on our daughter’s cheek.

-You are my little princess Tasha, I promise to always be by your side to protect you, my love.

I leaned my head on the man I loved, and it was there, in that moment, in that hospital room surrounded by my loved ones, and holding my daughter in my arms, that I realized that I was already the richest woman in the world, and there was nothing more I could ask for, only that the happiness we felt would last a lifetime.