Serena looked enquiringly at me. “I don’t think I met Nash at Christmas when I visited, did I?”
“No, he spent Christmas with his family. Harlow’s right, Nash will be beside himself when he sees you.”
Serena’s eyes sparkled. “Sounds good, chica. For the love of God, tell me he’s hot. And tattooed. I fucking want tattoos on the next man I bang.”
Brooke laughed out loud. “You and Nash are so suited it’s not funny. That totally sounded like something he would say.”
Blake cut in, “Ladies, let’s get back to getting ready for this wedding. I don’t really want to hear about banging a hot biker dude.” He turned to me and asked, “Is there anything else you need me to do for you, baby doll?”
I smiled up at him. “No, you’ve done so much already.” He really had. He’d organised the catering for us, and had brought some of his restaurant staff up to Brisbane for the reception. We were having an outdoor wedding at Mt Glorious after the place on the river I’d wanted fell through at the last minute. They’d double booked and screwed us around so J had found an alternative venue for us.
“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, babe.” His eyes softened, and he added, “I actually think that J’s going to make you very happy. Can’t fucking believe I’m saying that, but I’m man enough to admit when I’m wrong.”
I grinned. “Thank you! I’m just glad you two get along now. Makes my life much bloody easier.”
The rumble of a bike outside distracted us from our conversation. I had no idea how we were getting to the wedding because J had taken care of those plans for me, but I figured it would probably be on the back of a bike. We all headed outside to find two bikes waiting at the curb. I was surprised to see Nash walking up the path to us. Griff was with him, and that didn’t surprise me, but I’d never in a million years thought J would send Nash. They were wearing jeans, t-shirts and their cuts.
Serena’s eyes hit mine; she looked panicked. “Don’t tell me I have to get on the back of a bloody bike in this dress?”
Nash pulled his shades off and grinned at her. His eyes swept down her body and then slowly made their way back up to her face. “Unfortunately not, sweet thing, but I’d be more than happy to put you on the back of my bike after the wedding.”
I looked at Serena to see her giving him the once over too. She hit him with a flirty smile. “You must be Nash.”
“My name on your lips is the best fuckin’ thing I’ve heard all week.”
“These girls weren’t lying,” she murmured, not taking her eyes off him.
He cocked his head to the side. “How’s that, sweet thing?”
“I told them I needed a hot, tattooed biker boy for tonight, and they said you’d probably be up for it.”
Nash sucked in a breath and swung his eyes to me. “Fuck, Madison, where you been hiding this chick?”
I rolled my eyes. “Nash meet Serena, Serena meet your new biker boy,” I hurriedly introduced them, “Now, what’s the plan here, Nash? There are only two bikes but four of us.”
He raised his hands in a defensive gesture. “Settle, babe. We’ve got it under control.”
At that moment, a black Jag eased its way in to park behind the bikes, and Blade stepped out. He directed his gaze to me but I couldn’t see his eyes as they were hidden behind a pair of dark aviators. As he walked towards me I noted that he was dressed in black jeans, t-shirt and suit jacket, and heavy black boots.
He joined us and took his sunglasses off. His eyes were soft as they took me in. “You look beautiful, babe,” he murmured.
I loved it when he was soft and as this wasn’t often, I savoured it. Smiling up at him, I said, “Thank you.”
He turned his attention to Nash. “You’ve got Madison, and the girls are with me, yeah?”
Nash nodded. “Yeah.”
Griff stepped in, his intense eyes focused on me. “Time’s running out. You ready to go, Madison?”
“Yes,” I said, expecting nerves to hit my stomach. I’d been expecting them today because it’s what I’d been told to expect on my wedding day. But I didn’t feel nervous at all. For the first time in a very long time, I felt calm and sure.
Marrying J was exactly what I was supposed to be doing today.
***
“You ready, sweetheart?” Blade asked me, looping our arms together and holding my hand.
I smiled at him. “More than you know.”