Page 6 of aBound Wedding
Life led us to be together, and I’ll never let her go. She owns me just as much as I own her.
Together, we’re unstoppable.
I kiss her temple. “If you make me cry like this, I’ll kick your ass.”
This makes me throw my head back and laugh. It’s deep in my gut and feels so damn good. Not only that, my woman would try. She’d get a few hard licks in before I took over and fucked her.
It’s what I love about her. She takes no shit and tells it like it is.
“I’ll have you cryin’ alright.” Her brows lift. “Cryin’ out for me to fuck you harder.”
It is her turn to laugh. “That’s a given.”
Bending my head down, I take my woman’s mouth and show her exactly how much I love her.
Now and forever. Let’s do this.
6
Rylynn
I love him.
Our journey has been paved with obstacles one after another. It’s time for us to be happy. Time for our families to be happy.
I love being in Rebellion. I truly feel like home there. Maybe because it’s still Ravage, but mostly because it’s Crow and where Crow is, well, that is home. We visit Sumner often, and, of course, when Cooper called about his wedding there was no hesitation in coming to Florida.
All together, all in celebration, this shit feels good.
No matter where the road ahead leads us, we’ll all support one another through every curve, hard turns, and even the unpaved paths.
Ravage MC until the end.
7
Deke
“Son.”My father comes up and slaps me on the shoulder, then crosses his arms over his chest all the while still looking out at my sister being a goof on the dance floor. Emery is one of a kind, and it’s great to see her happy.
Don’t like thinking about her with Jacks, but it is what it is. No man wants to think of his sister that way. And if he hurts her, I’ll break his fucking neck. Brother or not, Emery is always going to be my little sister, and I’ll protect her with all that I have.
I lift my chin in greeting to him. The tension between us isn’t as dense as it once was. Before, when I left, we couldn’t be in the same room with each other. He’d been so angry with me for leaving that it severed remotely anything I had with him.
Now, that I’ve been back for a while, our relationship is a work in progress. We’re creating a new normal. There are times when I see this look come across his face, like he’s remembering something from that time in our lives.
Can’t help him with that. I’ve already let it go. It’s up to him if he does or not.
For the most part, though, we’re good and have spent a shit load of time together. Just like right now, standing next to each other without a word but conveying so much at the same time.
My mother steps in front of me beautiful as ever. Her blonde hair is growing from when the chemo took most of it. She’s been in remission for a while now and is back to her old self. Except, she puts a lot more time into making sure we all get together. My parents, Emery, and myself. Now our significant others too. Meaning every holiday, birthday—hell once a damn week, we get together for at least dinner. But we all need this. Need to grow together and be the family we were always destined to be.
She’s also found a fondness for taking pictures. That shit I do not like. Cameras in my face every second pisses me off, and it gets harder and harder to let her do her thing. I get it. She came close to death and now wants to remember everything. It’s just not something I like.
“How’s my boys?” Her smile radiates in the room. This woman has been through so much in her life: leaving Sumner, losing a child, losing me, cancer. It’s time for her to stop feeling any kind of pain.
“Good.” I step forward and wrap my arms around her, engulfing her tiny body. That’s another thing, hugs. My mom, Angel, is a hugger.
Stepping apart, she moves between me and my father. “Can you believe two weddings?” she says excitedly, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “I mean, one we knew of, but then this surprise. This is so exciting!”
