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His arm wraps around my shoulders and pulls me to his side as we walk. He kisses the top of my head, "I would never do that to you Angel, to me that would be insulting."

That brings a smile to my face as I look up, meeting his gaze down on me, "Well, I appreciate that, and I think you will appreciate what I would do with this place."

I unlock the door to the building before opening it and walk in.

Jax shuts the door behind him, and I walk to the center, as he follows, continuing to look around. He didn’t get a good look the other day either.

I turn and meet his gaze, "Let me hear it, Angel."

"Alright, it will be nothing like Kenny’s club."

"How so?"

"No poles, but silks and hoops, and some floor dances BUT." I point to the side where I had envisioned the hoops hanging, "Along both walls, hoops, maybe four with dancers. Then here, tables for eating, like at the bar dad and Paul took us, on both sides. The main stage for dancing and the live band there." I point to the right side, keeping them visible to the whole room, but giving room to dance on the stage.

I drag in a deep breath and meet his gaze again, curling a smile from my lips, because my heart is racing in my chest, it’s all coming alive in my head. And as I stand here, looking to the man I am completely in love with, the man I’ve known my whole life, tears sting my eyes.

"And right here, would be silks hanging, center of the room, it’s the tallest point."

Jax studies me, he searches my eyes like he is waiting for me to fall apart, "So, what’s holding you back Macie?"

"I never wanted to be tied down Jax. I want to be able to run if I need to. I don’t ever want to feel trapped again; I was trapped at home."

He takes a step towards me, my head bending back as I continue to hold my gaze on him as he cups my jaw, curling his fingers around the nape of my neck, "Do you feel trapped with me?"

I shake my head and my chin quivers. The tears now blurring my vision, "No, you have changed everything I thought I wanted Jax. You showed me what it was like to be loved and that I can love again."

The tears fall to my cheeks before his lips are on mine full of that four-letter word I’ve been scared to death of, but he has shown me, there is no need to be scared of Love.

And all I want to do is keep loving him.

Epilogue

Keri

Ican't believe it; I'm finally getting the fuck out of here.

Macie called me this morning and said after the game tonight, she’s coming home. Kenny, Macie, and myself talked and Macie decided to do it.

So, I am officially getting the hell out of here. Like Macie, I’ve wanted to get out of this place that holds some dark moments for me. I suffered with drug addiction, have been clean for a long time, and because I got clean, I wasn’t cool anymore for my boyfriend.

So, that heartbreak stings deep, only wanting to better myself I lost the love of my life; well, what I thought was, clearly he was not.

It was nice talking to Sully when I visited Macie. I haven't really allowed myself to talk to any guys, and Sully really is a nice guy. He puts that bad boy vibe off, but he’s also not trying to get into my pants; He’s actually talking to me.

He texted me last night and said Congratulations; of course I exchanged numbers with him.

And as excited as I am, I am also nervous, so nervous. I’ll be living with Macie until I find my own place; I like my own space.

It’s going to be a bit before we are up and running. With the money Kenny is giving Macie, or returning the favor, whatever it is, it bought the place and gives us extra to do what Macie has planned.

I love her ideas; she really has a talent for this type of stuff. I told her that this needs to be fully owned by her, but she refused. So, we are fifty-fifty partners, so, I’m an owner of a club, well, will be.

Macie said the guys would have a few days off, so they were going to ride the bikes here. Apparently, Koda is flying in because his bike is still here. I guess I’m riding back with someone, so excited for that. It’s been a bit since I’ve been on the back of a bike.

I don’t have much stuff and what I do, I packed it up and shipped it to Macie’s new place yesterday. I hate moving shit, so it’s easier this way for me. It should be there when I get there. Mainly clothes and little bs, I don’t need any furniture, their spare room is now mine, which I’ve already slept in and damn that bed is nice.

I’m good. I finally see the light in my future, kind of like Macie, thinking I’d never get it. I’m just glad to be getting out of here and tonight is my last night at the club.

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