Page 14 of Viva Wed Vegas

“Can you not touch the fucking staff?!” I snap.

Hawk looks to the door and back to me. “The top of his thigh. Man, the poor fucker must have a micro dick,” Hawk sighs.

One of the woman servers snorts out a laugh that makes Hawk grin.

“I should have made mine a fucking double,” I mutter.

The food soon comes out, and thankfully it seems to help soak up some of Hawk’s alcohol. It feels good to sit with my brothers and eat and laugh together. Hawk had got one thing right; it had been a long time since we had done this. Just hang out. Before now, it had mainly been when I called church to discuss our latest problem. Sitting here now drinking my bourbon, watching as Hawk and Scar bounce off one another like fucking kids, with everyone laughing and bantering back and forth. I know I am the luckiest son of a bitch alive to have these men as my fucking family.

I stand, and as Spider notices, he slams his hand down on the table repeatedly to get them all to shut up.

“Bite my breadstick dick, you know you want to,” Hawk says, thrusting his crotch with a breadstick sticking out of his zipper in Acid’s face. As everyone else falls silent, Hawk looks up. “Oops, sorry, Pres.” He pulls out the breadstick and takes a bite before sitting down. How that guy is a responsible father, I will never fucking know.

“It feels weird standing here and doing a speech, especially when it ain’t orders or putting forward a plan to fight the enemy,” I state.

“Good times!” Rage yells. I smirk. Only Rage could call those times good.

“What I want to say is this club, this family, wouldn’t be the same without you. I couldn’t have asked for a better brotherhood than you fucking dickheads,” I state.

“Easy, Pres. With those beautiful words, you’ll bring tears to my eyes,” Beast mocks.

I flip him off before continuing. “There ain’t no one else I trust more than you lot. I trust you with my life, my woman’s life, and my kid’s. I know there ain’t nothing you wouldn’t do for me or them, and I hope you fucking know the same goes for me, too. We are more than a family; we’ve fought together, we’ve saved each other, and fuck, we’ve lost together,” I state, pausing.

“To Bambi!” Hap toasts, raising his glass.

“To Bambi,” we all toast, raising our glasses.

I shake my head. “We’ve lost, but for Bambi we continue to fight. We continue to be the brotherhood we are, and side by fucking side, we will face whatever shit life decides to throw our way.” I pause. “Tomorrow I marry the woman that has my heart.”

“And your balls!” Hawk yells. The brothers all snort their laughs, and I do too.

“You ain’t fucking wrong there.” I smile. “But as I hand her my balls for life, I do it with you fuckers proudly at my side. Knowing that if anything should ever happen to me, you will take care of her and my boy. I know you will protect them like they are your own. For that and everything else, I fucking thank you. I ain’t one to say mushy shit, but this hard fucker feels like the luckiest man alive,” I state, holding up my glass. “To you, the brothers of the Black Hearts MC!” I toast. They all get to their feet and join me in the toast. “Oh, but one more thing: if I should die, kill any motherfucker that tries to go near my woman, because even in death she’s fucking mine,” I add.

They all laugh. “With fucking honour.” Rage nods, his face deadly serious, and I know that crazy motherfucker wouldn’t let anyone get five feet near her.

The drinks and the laughter continue to flow until the guy from earlier steps into the room, declaring it is time for us to leave for our next part of the night. We make our way back through the main casino to the limo waiting for us, and as we do, I pull out my cell and send Star a quick message.

G: I want you naked, legs spread wide, and waiting for me in my bed when I get back to the hotel.

S: Can’t, sorry. Busy right now.

My lips tip up into a smile. Fuck, I love how she fights me at every chance she gets.

G: Darlin’, you must be confused. I wasn’t asking.

S: I think you must have me confused with someone that can be told what to do.

I climb into the back of the limo, my focus now fully on my cell.

G: Darlin’, you know what happens when you defy me.

S: Yes, I get what I want.

That has my grin widening and my cock twitching.

G: Only good girls get what they want.

S: And bad girls, what do they get?

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