Chapter One
Eaven
"Hey, baby, I
can't wait ‘til you're officially Mrs. Walker." His deep whisper pulls me out of my almost
asleep state. I roll over to face him
and even though it's dark, I watch his face. Nose to Nose.
"I'm already
yours. You know this." So much has happened since he proposed. We were going to wait another year, but Talon
is ready to make it official. I love his
urgency—I'm ready, too—but I don’t want to rush it with everything that’s going
on with the band and the trial.
Rebel Walking lost their spot on the tour when Taron was arrested. We've spent the last five
months, either in court or in limbo, waiting for something to happen. A few months ago Taron was released from all charges, but the Walker 's
haven't rested while the trial for Dylan has been on going. Luckily, this morning he was found guilty on
multiple counts of attempted rape, attempted murder and countless other offenses.
He will be spending many years in
prison, which is where he belongs.
The instant relief
when the verdict was read was so peaceful. We should be celebrating, but everyone is too exhausted to do anything
today.
"I know, but
I want the world to know."
"They
do. Are you kidding me? We're always together."
"We could
just do something small at the lake house. We could walk down to the beach and get married next to the water—just
have our family and the crew there to share it with us. Avery can be the flower girl. I’d have Taron ,
Holden, and Luke on my side and of course you’d have Ivy, Lilly, and Macy on
yours.
"You have
this all planned out, don't you?" I
sit up in bed and begin to think of all the stuff I'll need to do to pull this
off.
"All of the
important stuff, I do." He rolls
onto his back, pulling my hands toward him. "Come here, baby."
I work my way into
a straddle on top of the man who holds my whole heart. "We're not going to stress over
this. Let's just keep it
simple." I let his words soak in. I can't wait to be Mrs. Talon Walker and it
really isn't my style to have a huge wedding, anyway. I figured he would've wanted one, but I'm
relieved he doesn't.
"Simple. I like it." His hands begin to roam over my body and I
take the opportunity to rotate my hips just right so that he feels my
warmth. Sleeping naked has its benefits.
"You
wicked, wicked woman. Don't you
dare tease me. " His fingers pinch my nipples as he thrusts upward, reminding me what
he's packing. His erection moves right
where I want it to.
"Oh, I'm not
teasing." My breathy voice amuses
him.
"What's so
funny?" This time it's my impatience that's obvious.
"You're
always so ready for me. You never disappoint."
"Damn
straight. Have you ever seen
yourself?" I lower my mouth to his
chest and begin nibbling over his chest and neck. His hands continue to roam over my body,
sending chills in every direction. My
hair falls over my face and he uses his hand to swipe it to one side. I feel his hand leave me and his body stretch
toward the nightstand right before he flicks on the light.
He loves to watch
me during sex. It strikes me to the
depths of my soul when he does this. His
stare pierces straight through my body the entire time. It's raw and so real, but I love it.
I lift my torso
back up and watch him tuck his arms beside his head. My fingers run over and through the ridges of
his defined stomach. He works hard to
stay sculpted and I never miss the opportunity to truly appreciate his efforts.
My fingers follow
the muscles straight to where our hips meet. I slowly lift my hips and enjoy that his shaft lifts to the exact spot I
need it to be. Sliding down onto him, I
close my eyes and love the feeling of him filling me completely. With my hands splayed across his abs, I begin
to move slowly.
My focus on how he
feels is consuming me. I open my eyes to
watch him, not surprised when I
Eaven
"Hey, baby, I
can't wait ‘til you're officially Mrs. Walker." His deep whisper pulls me out of my almost
asleep state. I roll over to face him
and even though it's dark, I watch his face. Nose to Nose.
"I'm already
yours. You know this." So much has happened since he proposed. We were going to wait another year, but Talon
is ready to make it official. I love his
urgency—I'm ready, too—but I don’t want to rush it with everything that’s going
on with the band and the trial.
Rebel Walking lost their spot on the tour when Taron was arrested. We've spent the last five
months, either in court or in limbo, waiting for something to happen. A few months ago Taron was released from all charges, but the Walker 's
haven't rested while the trial for Dylan has been on going. Luckily, this morning he was found guilty on
multiple counts of attempted rape, attempted murder and countless other offenses.
He will be spending many years in
prison, which is where he belongs.
The instant relief
when the verdict was read was so peaceful. We should be celebrating, but everyone is too exhausted to do anything
today.
"I know, but
I want the world to know."
"They
do. Are you kidding me? We're always together."
"We could
just do something small at the lake house. We could walk down to the beach and get married next to the water—just
have our family and the crew there to share it with us. Avery can be the flower girl. I’d have Taron ,
Holden, and Luke on my side and of course you’d have Ivy, Lilly, and Macy on
yours.
"You have
this all planned out, don't you?" I
sit up in bed and begin to think of all the stuff I'll need to do to pull this
off.
"All of the
important stuff, I do." He rolls
onto his back, pulling my hands toward him. "Come here, baby."
I work my way into
a straddle on top of the man who holds my whole heart. "We're not going to stress over
this. Let's just keep it
simple." I let his words soak in. I can't wait to be Mrs. Talon Walker and it
really isn't my style to have a huge wedding, anyway. I figured he would've wanted one, but I'm
relieved he doesn't.
"Simple. I like it." His hands begin to roam over my body and I
take the opportunity to rotate my hips just right so that he feels my
warmth. Sleeping naked has its benefits.
"You
wicked, wicked woman. Don't you
dare tease me. " His fingers pinch my nipples as he thrusts upward, reminding me what
he's packing. His erection moves right
where I want it to.
"Oh, I'm not
teasing." My breathy voice amuses
him.
"What's so
funny?" This time it's my impatience that's obvious.
"You're
always so ready for me. You never disappoint."
"Damn
straight. Have you ever seen
yourself?" I lower my mouth to his
chest and begin nibbling over his chest and neck. His hands continue to roam over my body,
sending chills in every direction. My
hair falls over my face and he uses his hand to swipe it to one side. I feel his hand leave me and his body stretch
toward the nightstand right before he flicks on the light.
He loves to watch
me during sex. It strikes me to the
depths of my soul when he does this. His
stare pierces straight through my body the entire time. It's raw and so real, but I love it.
I lift my torso
back up and watch him tuck his arms beside his head. My fingers run over and through the ridges of
his defined stomach. He works hard to
stay sculpted and I never miss the opportunity to truly appreciate his efforts.
My fingers follow
the muscles straight to where our hips meet. I slowly lift my hips and enjoy that his shaft lifts to the exact spot I
need it to be. Sliding down onto him, I
close my eyes and love the feeling of him filling me completely. With my hands splayed across his abs, I begin
to move slowly.
My focus on how he
feels is consuming me. I open my eyes to
watch him, not surprised when I
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