Page 82 of The Savage Outlaw

He looked into her eyes. “You’re going to wear my initials forever. Right here on your hip. You’ll see my initials every time you get dressed or undressed.”

“Okay,” Eden said.

She was nervous. Not a fan of needles, even though she was a nurse. She could administer IVs and catheters and help out with all kinds of intense and sometimes gross medical procedures. But a needle touching her skin?

She braced herself. Priest began to ink her skin. It burned worse in her mind than in reality. Eden watched the ink lather against her skin.

Priest paused, wiped the excess ink away, then kept going. It was just two letters so the tattoo did not last long at all. However, Eden was tensed up the entire time.

When Priest finished, Eden looked at the letters on her left hip.

PR.

“R,” she whispered.

Even with everything she and Priest had been through, including his hospital stay while in a coma, Eden realized she never knew Priest’s last name. It never really occurred to her tocare about his name. Her only care during his hospital stay was making sure he was comfortable, cared for, and monitored.

Everyone at the hospital just called himPriest.

“R,” she said again.

“You sound like a pirate, doll,” Priest said with a slight smirk.

“Your last name starts with anR… what is it?”

Priest put the tattoo gun down on the workbench. He then touched Eden’s neck with both hands. Thumbs pressing against her throat. It made her teeth chatter.

“You can worry about my last name another time, Eden,” Priest said.

“Oh?”

“You’ll know it when you take it.”

“Take it?” Eden asked that.

“That’s right. When you take my last name, then you’ll know.”

“Did Priest just ask a woman to marry him?” Linc asked loudly.

“Okay, I need to know how badly his head got hit,” Cyrus called out.

Eden stared up at Priest, her jaw dropped. To be fair, he hadn’treallyasked her to marry him. He sort of just made a comment about her taking his last name. It wasn’t something serious. Or maybe it was.

Eden’s hip ached from the tattoo. Her heart pounded from the feelings she had for Priest.

“Do brides of bikers still get to wear a white dress?” Eden asked.

Priest inched closer to Eden. “I don’t give a fuck what dress you wear, as long as I can rip it off your body and fuck you once you’re my wife.”

Priest kissed Eden. Eden melted. Her mind raced…

Okay, Priest definitely just proposed to me in his own outlaw way… right?

Chapter Thirty

The BIG Ending

Eden climbed up on the bed and straddled Priest. She rocked her hips playfully yet hard. She couldn't get enough of the way Priest’s cock felt. Even through his jeans. Priest smacked her hips and picked her up.

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