Page 55 of Dark As Coal

For any other man, I wouldn’t fucking do it.

But for him… he was a lucky bastard.

I couldn’t hear what Piney whispered into her ear after he wrapped his arms around her, but judging by the smiles the two of them wore when he released her and she stepped back into my front, I knew that it was special.

Just then, Piney took his kutte off, and then his shirt, and he replaced it with that shirt, pulled his kutte back on, and when started to move away, my woman called out, “I’ve got one more gift for you, Piney. Well, it’s really… a favor of sorts.”

He smiled, and nodded, “Name it.”

Everyone was silent for what would follow, and then… “Will you walk me down the aisle?”

He jerked his head up to me and asked, “Would it hurt the baby if I picked her up and spun her around?”

I chuckled, “If it didn’t hurt the baby while she was on her hands and knees as I…” What I was going to finish saying was stopped when Adeline shoved her tiny hand over my mouth.

“Don’t. You. Dare.” She said through gritted teeth at me.

She was the only person on this planet who could get away with the shit she does with me.

Piney stood there, and then he got this look on his face, and I knew what was coming, and if it hadn’t followed, the man would have lost an amount of respect from me.

“One condition. I get to tell the whole fucking world, you’re my daughter.” Piney looked down at my woman with a smile.

Adeline

“Fucking deal,” I said with a smile on my face.

Then four words were whispered into my ear by Coal, four words I never could have imagined he would ask me, “Wanna go to Vegas?”

I lifted my brow at him, “Why?”

He winked at me, “Promised you, I was giving you all of me. Fucking meant that. Includes given you my last name.”

“I know a guy with a jet,” Fiona pipped up.

Knox wrapped his hand around Fiona’s shoulders, “He owns a few of them, baby.”

“Call him.” Fiona clapped happily.

And that was how all of us, and I mean all of us, were Vegas-bound.

Five hours later the ladies and I hit the stores in Vegas and found the perfect little white dress that was biker approved.

And when we all stepped out of the massive limousine, I had no clue where it came from, Piney stood there with a big grin on his face.

The moment he locked eyes with mine, he called out, “My daughter’s getting married today.”

And yes, he walked me down the aisle, prouder than anything in the world.

Seven hours later, I was officially, Mrs. Coal Matthew Adams.

Fifteen minutes after that, while everyone stood guard, my husband did me dirty in a back alley.

Once our clothes were righted, he leaned his forehead into mine and whispered, “Hate that I can’t help myself and defiled you in a back alley.”

I smiled and curved my body fully into his, and there, I whispered back, “I’ll do it anywhere with you, Coal Baby. It’s fucking hot.”

His eyes locked down with mine when he whispered, “I fucking love you, wife.”

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