Her lips tilted up at the corners in a shy kind of smile that was no less sexy to me. “I went back and got my things and my last paycheck. It was hard telling Emmie and the kids goodbye, but it was harder to be away from you.”
My heart clenched. “Yeah?” She nodded. “Fuck, Felicity. Swear to me you’re home for good. Swear it.” Her eyes flared bright when I used her real name.
“Swear,” she murmured and stepped up on her tiptoes to brush her lips against mine.
“Thank fuck for that,” I breathed as I took control of the kiss and deepened it.
Around us I could hear the entire bar laughing and carrying on. There were more than several “about time” comments and even one or two “Flick, you lucky bitch”. A few of my MC brothers wolf whistled when I grabbed Flick’s ass and held on tight, grinding my aching dick against her softness. Only then did I draw back, not wanting anyone to see how hot I could get my woman, and looked down at the beautiful, breathless female in my arms.
“Here, brother. Raven thought you might need this. She’s been working on it all day.”
The sound of Hawk’s voice pulled me back into the here and now and I looked down to find him holding a cut. It wasn’t the same as the one I had on, but the one that ol’ ladies wore. Raven had one that Bash had given her, as did Gracie. Every ol’ lady had one to mark her as not only taken, but to let everyone know exactly who she belonged to.
Reaching down, I took the cut. Without hesitating I turned Flick so her back was to me and breathed a sigh of relief when she went willingly. As I put the cut on her, I saw that my sister had been busy—and more optimistic than I had been by the looks of it. On the back “Property of Angel’s Halo Jet” was sewn into the black leather in white.
Dropping the material into place, I took a second to savor the sight before my hunger for her kicked in once more and I pulled her back around to kiss the breath out of her. Around us, everyone was quiet now, even the sheep. A happy laugh built in my chest. Had I ever been this happy? This content with life?
I kissed Flick one last time before finally pulling away to look out at the crowd. “Who do I have to ask for this female’s hand in marriage?”
“Me,” I heard from behind me and looked down at Hawk.
“Me,” Colt seconded.
“And me,” Raider was quick to answer.
“Me,” came from Bash at the same time Spider spoke up. “Me, too.”
I felt Flick go completely still in my arms as around us every member of Angel’s Halo chorused the same answer. Seeing the tears in her eyes, I went a little nuts for a second.
Fuck. What had I done? Did I hurt her again? Why couldn’t I get this right with her?
But then she smiled, and buried her face in my chest, making me realize that her tears were happy ones. “How about just asking me?” she muttered on a light laugh.
“Good idea,” I growled and dropped to my knees right there in front of everyone.
Blue eyes went as wide as saucers as she gaped down at me. I winked up at her and took her left hand. I didn’t have a ring for her, but I’d remedy that very soon. “Will you ride with me, baby?” I had to clear my throat before I could go on. Damn, why did I feel tears burning my throat? Deciding I didn’t care that my MC brothers would see my tears, I smiled up at the girl who fucking owned me. “Felicity Bolton, will you let me spend the rest of my life loving you?”
One huge tear fell from her eyes, but she was nodding and I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. “Yes,” she whispered.
My heart started beating right for the first time in too damn long with that one little word. Around us the bar erupted into a party to celebrate, but all I saw was Flick. We’d taken the long way around, but we were exactly where we’d been meant to be all along.
Playlist
“The Last Goodbye” by David Cook
“Start A Fire” by Ryan Star
“Battle Born” by Five Finger Death Punch
“Unkiss Me” by Maroon 5
“In The End” by Black Veil Brides
“Noises” by Ben Hazlewood
“Don’t Cry” by Like a Storm
“Air I Breathe” by Mat Kearney