Page 64 of Jolt's Vengeance

Something in her tone makes my chest ache.

I want to tell her she's wrong, that any man would be lucky to have her.

That I'd follow her to the ends of the earth if she'd let me.

But the words stick in my throat.

Instead, I force a grin. "Hey now, some men like to be kept on their toes, Ghost. I for one would kill for a little excitement."

Our eyes lock and the air between us feels as thick as it always does when our connection shines through.

Aggie's lips part slightly, like she's about to say something.

But then she blinks and the moment shatters.

"Sure you would," she scoffs, breaking eye contact. "Until the first time I put a knife to your throat for snoring too loud."

I laugh, ignoring the pang of disappointment in my gut. "Sweetheart, that's just foreplay where I come from."

She jabs me in the side again, harder this time. "You're incorrigible, you know that?"

"Part of my charm." I wink.

Aggie rolls her eyes, but I catch the hint of a smile tugging at her lips. "Keep telling yourself that, lad. It's not like you actually want to be tied down with me anyway."

The words are out of my mouth before I can stop them. "Tied down, tying you up—I'd kill for either, darlin'."

Shit.

I brace myself for another jab or worse.

But to my surprise, Aggie just laughs.

A real, genuine laugh that makes warmth bloom in my chest.

"Careful there, Jolt," she says, eyes dancing with mischief. "A girl might start to think you're serious."

I open my mouth to tell her just how serious I am, but the opening chords of the wedding march cut me off.

We both turn to watch as the groomsmen make their way down the aisle.

Shiver looks happier than I've ever seen him as he takes his place at the altar.

Doc stands beside him as best man, stoic as ever in his pressed suit.

Even Turmoil cleaned up nice, though I can see him fidgeting with his tie already.

The bridesmaids follow, a parade of flowing dresses and beaming smiles.

I recognize Stiletto and Jordyn from their visits to the clubhouse.

Mandy brings up the rear, dabbing at her eyes with a tissue.

And then there's Siren.

She's a vision in white, floating down the aisle like something out of a dream.

I hear Aggie's sharp intake of breath beside me and glance over to see her eyes shining with unshed tears.

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