Page 65 of Liam

Don’t cry, I chant over and over in my head, but I am not sure that I can hold it in. He is the sweetest person on this earth, and he is mine.

My Liam.

Caiden

I watch Liam and Paisley, and I wipe the tears off my face because, for the first time ever, I have a family.

A family.

The family that I have always wanted.

I look up at the ceiling. Thank you.

Epilogue

Wedding Day

“Baby, just move back in with me and be my little girl forever,” Dad pleads with me for the tenth time since we got up this morning. He and Caiden stayed in the room with me while I was getting my hair and makeup done.

Caiden and I have become really close. Honestly, I think of him as my son, and he accidentally calls me Mom sometimes. He makes the same mistake with Liam. I wouldn’t mind him being mine. In my heart he is my little boy, and I know Liam feels the same way.

“Daddy, we’ve gone over this,” I tell him, rolling my eyes.

He glares at me, his arms across his chest. He is leaning against the door, and I know he is doing that on purpose. “Apparently not fucking enough, because you are getting married today.”

I laugh out loud because he looks like he is in pain.

“I hope that you have a baby soon so I can have someone to play with,” Caiden says.

My father turns as pale as a ghost. “You don’t have babies.” He grips the wall.

“I will probably have a few,” I tell him.

My father gives me the meanest look I have ever seen directed toward me, and Caiden grips my hand and steps up closer to him.

Caiden has been around Liam a lot. Liam is protective and it’s been wearing off on Caiden. If we are out alone, he sticks right by my side the whole time. He has come a long way. In the beginning any loud or sudden movements made him nervous. You can’t wake him up abruptly because it scares him. We noticed that he would hide food in his room, a habit from years of not having enough to eat.

He is in school and he is playing baseball. He is scary good at it. He’d never played before, until he asked to try out. When he has a game, an entire stand is ours because so many people show up. It’s hilarious seeing the looks we get when we get so into the game, even though it’s just little kids playing.

The door is opening, and it hits Dad’s back. He turns around to see Kayla looking through the crack. He steps back and she walks in. “It’s time.” She smiles widely.

“No, it’s not!” Dad says loudly and I can’t help but laugh.

“Come on, Daddy.” I stand up, and Kayla comes over and takes off the sheet that I had wrapped around my dress while I was getting my makeup and hair done. I love my dress. It’s a mermaid-style dress. It’s body hugging until it gets to my thighs, where it flares out. It has a heart-shaped top with lace down to my elbows.

My hair is in long barrel waves, and it’s pinned up on one side. Brittany did an amazing job. She is a princess of the Grim Sinners, like Shaylin, and she is the best makeup and hair stylist in Texas.

Caiden puts his hand in mine and, together, we walk to the entrance of the main room, where Liam is waiting. I stand out of sight watching all of my groomsmen and bridesmaids walk down the aisle.

Liam’s best man is Tyler, and we have almost all of the MC guys as his groomsmen. I have a lot of the ole ladies as bridesmaids.

Kayla has been absolutely amazing the whole time I was planning the wedding. Over the years I have come to think of her as my mother. My dad married her when I was nineteen, and she was the best thing to ever happen to him. He was the best thing that happened to her too. She had nobody in life until him, and he gave her something she has always wanted. Family.

Caiden walks out with the rings and the doors shut. Dad is standing across the room.

“Come on, Daddy.”

He stares at me for a few seconds then shakes his head and approaches me. “Why do you have to get married, Angel? When did you grow up?” His voice cracks.

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