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“I don’t care.” I wrap my arms around him tighter.

He rumbles a laugh. “I think I like the idea of making you wait, little one.”

That’s so mean, but I guess he has a point.

I pull back to look at my ring. “Priest, it's beautiful.”

“Not as beautiful as you.”

We kiss again and my heart fills with so much love for this man. He changed my life. I’ll never be more grateful to have found the man I want to spend the rest of my life with and raise a family. I just want to be normal. I want the white picket fence and kids in the yard. I want to grow old with this man.

“Let’s go home,” I whisper.

“I’ve never heard sweeter words, my Bella.”

I smile at the memory. Priest didn’t want to wait, but weddings take planning, and even doing this in six months is crazy, but I can’t wait.

“Knock, knock.” I hear from the door.

I turn and see my brothers, Jett and Rock taking up all the room in the doorway. “Woah, do you girls have a license to operate machinery like that?” Rock laughs pointing to the spray gun.

“I don’t know, maybe we should spray it at you and see how it pans out?” Stella points the nozzle at him and he covers his face.

“You know you could do some damage waving that around.” He takes it out of her hand.

“Hey, I’m not a dummy,” Stella protests.

My brothers often drop in and lend a hand. Things have been good between us. It was extremely awkward at first, and them coming to terms with the truth was something that I know will haunt them forever. I don’t know if my father ever knew he fathered those children, from what I heard, their mom was a prostitute. That in itself, and the neglect and abuse they suffered is unfathomable. They’re strong, and I respect them for that.

Jett pulls me into a one-armed hug. “How’s my favorite sister doing today?”

I roll my eyes. “I’m your only sister.”

“Priest bein’ good to you?”

I laugh. “Of course he is.”

“He wouldn’t want to be anything but good to you,” Rock puts in, sidling up on my other side.

Both of my brothers are protective, just as much as Priest is. Which I don’t mind, even if they do all get intense at times. I know it’s how they show they care and I understand it. I never want any of them to change. They let me be myself, and I’ve no reason to want to change them.

Getting to know my brothers has been better than I expected. When we all got over the initial shock of it, both of them were super supportive of my union with Priest and starting our life together here in New Orleans. This club has been the best thing that’s happened to me and I couldn’t wish for a better family.

“I doubt he’d step out of line with the two of you going all caveman on me,” I laugh.

I feel Rock glance down at me. “Better get used to it. And if he even thinks about steppin’ out of line…”

“He won’t.” I elbow Rock in the ribs, or I attempt to. He’s pretty fast.

“Anyway, she’s gonna be married soon,” Jett goes on. “Then no doubt knocked up.”

“Let’s not get crazy.” It’s no secret that Priest wants a family, but talking about this with my brothers isn’t something I’m gonna do. “We’ve got plenty of time before all of that.”

“Before all of what?” I hear Priest behind me.

I turn at the sound of his voice, as do Jett and Rock.

“Before you make an honest woman out of our sister,” Jett retorts with a snicker.

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