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“2024 Harley Davidson Homecoming Festival,” King said.

We all turned to stare at him.

“Um, what?” Meg asked.

“2024 Harley Davidson Homecoming Festival,” he repeated. He wiped his mouth with his napkin and nodded to Wrecker. “We were talking about it yesterday. It’s supposed to be like a huge three or four-day party. Concerts, Harley’s everywhere, and good food. We should all plan to meet up there.” He paused for a second. “Like, both of our clubs.”

“I don’t know if that would help mask all of our crazy or if it will be even more crazy with us surrounded by a huge ass crowd,” I laughed.

Wrecker shrugged. “I think there is only one way to find out.”

“Seriously?” Pipe asked. “We’re going to be right in the middle of filming when the festival is going on.”

Wrecker sipped his coffee. “I guess it will make for some good television, then.”

I had been thinking that this might be the only time I got to hang out with Meg and Lennox, but now it seemed like we were going to hang out at a huge ass Harley Davidson festival. Sometimes it just kicked ass being a part of an MC.

I grabbed my orange juice and raised it. “I didn’t know it when we got here, but this was one of the best weekends of my life. Old friends,” I winked at Nikki, “and new friends made this a weekend to never forget.”

“Meg and King’s burnt hotel room probably won’t be the same, either,” Pipe drawled.

“Pipe it down,” I grumbled.

Meg tapped her glass to mine. “To new friends and future plans. We are totally going to bring the RV,” she laughed.

“Dear god,” King grumbled.

We all clinked glasses and toasted to a future we didn’t really know about, but we knew it was going to be one hell of a ride.

Chapter Sixteen

Meg

“Babe.”

Lo’s low voice penetrated my sleep, and my eyes fluttered open. “Huh?”

“We’re home.”

“Oh,” I sighed. “I must have fallen asleep.”

Lo chuckled and helped unfasten my seat belt. “You were knocked out before we even got on the highway.”

So, yeah, I had passed out. Hard. “I guess that means it was a good weekend.”

Lo caressed my cheek, and I smiled softly.

“It’s always a good weekend when I’m with you, babe.”

“Have I ever told you I love you more than my next breath?” I whispered.

He leaned closed and pressed his lips to mine. “You might have mentioned it a time or two in the past.”

“Well, I love you, Logan Birch.” I tipped my head to the side. “Speaking of your full name, who put King on your place card that first night?”

Lo smiled. “Wrecker told me Alice did it. He mentioned that I didn’t like to go by my full name, and Alice whipped out a label maker and changed it.”

A laugh bubbled from my lips. “I knew I liked her the second I saw her.”

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