Page 33 of Justice's Reward
“Now, FNG 2, come up here,” Pit said. Justice stood with his face stern as the prospect walked up to them. Adley really hoped they were rewarding FNG 2 because she believed he had helped save them.
“We usually have prospects take a while to become brothers, and they do something horrendous, and we have to kick them to the curb,” Pit growled.
“Justice and Pres, please forgive me. I’m so sorry I didn’t save Adley and Macy. I understand I’m not the type of man you want in the club,” FNG 2 solemnly said.
Justice stuck his hand out. The prospect stared at him, then reached out like he wasn’t sure if Justice was going to shakehis hand or throw him out. Once his hand was in Justice’s, Justice shook his hand and pulled him in for a hug, slapping his back.
“Thank you. You’re exactly the type of man I want helping to protect my family,” Justice said, and Adley swallowed to keep her tears at bay.
“FNG 2, for your bravery and fight, which gave the brothers time to get in place and take care of the threat, we are bypassing the last six months of your prospect period. From today forward, your road name is Shield because when we needed you the most, you placed your body in front of a brother’s woman to shield her.”
Adley grinned as Pit helped Shield slide his cut on. She’d been so scared of the Saint’s Outlaws MC, but today was a good day to be a part of the family of the Saint’s Outlaws MC.
Justice stared at his woman’s flushed face and glowing eyes. She was holding her hand out and letting everyone ooh and aah over it. She turned back to him.
“When do you want to get married?” she asked.
Justice smirked. “Well, about that. Ariel and Pit didn’t get a honeymoon, and some of her family are joining some friends we know from Dodge City in a town in Colorado where it’s Christmas all the time, which coincidentally is Macy’s new client. Your sister might have let me know how much you adore Christmas. What wouldyou say about a September wedding in about four weeks and having it be a destination wedding?”
“I’d say sign me up. A Christmas wedding in September. Yes, yes, yes!” Adley yelled.
Macy walked up to Justice and slipped her arm around his waist. “You have made her so happy, but be prepared for her to want to set up the tree before Thanksgiving. If she could have it all year round, she would. I’ll check the books. I wonder if they have a preferred customer status because I can see Adley wanting to visit there all the time, and with me doing their books, y’all could come when I need to go,” she said.
Now that he thought about it, if this town was as fun as Macy had said, maybe he should see about a house there. After they visited would be soon enough.
Ian was too young to enjoy Mistletoe Canyon, but Macy had said that there was a parade with Father Christmas, or Père Noël, which is what they called Santa Claus in Mistletoe Canyon, and that kids and adults could get pictures with Santa Claus. Justice wasn’t going to admit it because Tack and Pit would probably tease him, but he might even get a picture with all three of them and Santa Claus.
He listened to his Ol’ Lady and soon-to-be wife chatting with his mom and aunt. After the shooting, he’d had to spend some time convincing Adley that who her dad was and her bloodline didn’t matter. What mattered was the life she’d chosen to live. She’d had trouble sleeping and woke up screaming three nights in a row. He’d finally told her that she needed to talk with someone besides him. His mom had decided todo that too because she had such guilt that her decision had, in her words, caused this.
Justice didn’t feel that way at all. As far as he was concerned, she did what she was supposed to in helping children and abused women. That Stain, his sister, and mother chose not to take advantage of that was their loss.
Justice held his son and walked over to Pit, who was holding his son too.
“We’re pretty lucky men, aren’t we?” Justice asked.
Tack walked up and stood beside them. “How the heck did you two get so lucky?”
“I have no idea, but I do know the advice I’m going to be giving all of you from now on,” Pit said, kissing Teddy’s nose.
“And what’s that?” Tack asked.
“Don’t look for the easy women. Look for the women who make you work for it.Then, before that fierce woman realizes she could do better, kiss her senseless and wife that woman up. You marry a fierce woman, and you’ll never be bored,” Pit said.
Justice smiled at Pit. Yep, Pit was right. Justice would never be bored with his fierce Honey Badger. And maybe once they’d been married awhile, he could convince her to supply Ian and Teddy with another Saint’s Outlaw generation.
Epilogue
Adley stood by Ariel and the other women, laughing. These fierce bikers who fought for their families could also be the goofiest men she’d seen.
Justice, the man who made all her dreams come true, was standing there in his tight workout shorts, freaking shirtless, and his ball cap backwards on his head because the guys had just gotten done with another one of those workouts.
He knew that seeing him do push-ups and all those moves they did to music got her hot and bothered. But no, today, instead of taking her back to their house and satisfyingher desires, he and his President were being dorks.
Pit had challenged Justice to have Teddy and Ian race, crawling across the area. Whoever lost had to change the other child’s dirty diapers for a week. Two grown men betting on their sons. Ian was eight months old, and Teddy was six months old and had only been crawling for a week.
Tack, Stinger, and Crux were handing Cash, the Treasurer, their bet money because the whole MC was getting in on it.
Ruthy looked over at Ariel and Adley. “I’m so glad our sons found women who put up with all their personality quirks,” she said.
