Page 229 of At the Edge of Surrender

Her answer had been simple.

“Home feels like wherever you are.”

Like I said, freedom.

This thing that we’d found.

Three weeks had passed since the showdown with that bastard in Eugene. Emery had come to the place where she knew she wanted to stay, believing this was where she belonged.

With me and Maci.

Making a family.

She still wasn’t sure what she was going to do about her sister’s store, but she, Raven, and Charleigh had been tossing around some ideas.

Tonight was the first time I was up to taking my bike out on the open road after the incident, and I’d wanted to experience that moment with my Little Warrior.

Hell, the only thing I wanted to do was celebrate, so I’d organized exactly that.

A celebration.

The trees hugged the winding road as we made our way down the mountain, and I slowed as we made it to the bottom where it widened into Moonlit Ridge. My arms outstretched as I clutched the handlebars and my heart in this woman’s hands.

I slowed even more as we came upon my club, but rather than taking the lane that led all the way back to my place, I pulled into the dirt lot and eased my bike up to the row of motorcycles that lined the side wall of the enormous building.

River, Otto, and Cash’s bikes were already there.

I came to a stop, then planted my boots on the ground so I could back my bike into the open spot between Cash and Otto’s.

I killed the engine.

In an instant, silence swamped us. Emery just remained there, her body plastered to mine and her sweet breaths invading my senses.

That delicious morning glory scent that had become the fragrance of my life.

I set my hands over both of hers. “What’d you think?”

“I think I could definitely get used to this.”

A low chuckle rolled out of me when I thought back to the first time I coerced her onto my bike. Before I’d known that my entire life was getting ready to shift. Everything I’d known knocked from its axis.

When I’d told her if she wanted to ride me, she was going to have to get used to riding on my bike.

It seemed we’d come full circle considering she had me every chance that she got.

“Now I do like the sound of that.” I swiveled so I could peer ather. That gorgeous, striking face lit up below the pool of muted light that bled from the side of the old building. The black helmet she wore looked so fucking cute, though I didn’t complain as she quickly worked through the buckle and those blonde locks went tumbling around her shoulders as she shook her hair out.

“I thought you might.” She was all teases and light. The barriers that’d fought to keep us separated had been smashed to shit.

“Plan to have you on it every moment I can,” I rumbled.

A saucy grin edged her mouth. “I bet you’re just sad you can’t fit a car seat on it.”

Laughter tumbled out of me as she brought attention to my little girl.

My little girl who was having a sleep over at Nolan’s babysitter’s house so my whole crew could celebrate tonight.

I took Emery by the hand to help her off. “Don’t put any ideas in my head. My Angel Face has already been begging me to let her take a ride on mymotorbike.”

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