One More Ride (Night Riders Motorcycle Club Book 3) by Kathryn Thomas Page A
Authors: Kathryn Thomas
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again.
“Well… uh… yeah,” Paul started. Callie patted his back and handed him a beer. He took a quick swig and seemed fortified enough to continue.
“Like Callie said. We’ve come a long away. But it looks like we all landed on our feet. Right smack where were supposed to be.”
He shared a warm look with Blake before gazing back and Grace and bringing his hand to her smiling face.
“Exactly the place,” he said.
As he leaned closer and pressed his lips to her ear, Lauren strained forward and heard him a mutter a single word in the form of a knowing question.
“Happy?” he asked.
Grace nodded slowly, and as her mouth expanded into a soft, relaxed grin, Paul reached into his pocket. Revealing a small box of beige velvet he sank to one knee and flipped open the lid. Grace wasn’t the only one in the room to gasp at the sight of the diamond set in a band of white gold, and Grace trembled as she slapped her hand to her mouth.
“So what do you say?” he asked. “You want make an honest man out of an old timer?”
“Stop selling yourself short,” Callie hissed through her teeth as she nudged his back with her elbow.
Paul either didn’t feel her touch or didn’t care. His eyes were only for Grace as he pulled the ring from the box and offered it with a smile. “It’d make me happy,” he said. “As happy as I want to make you.”
A pin could have dropped and sounded like a cracking mirror crushing into a million jagged shards. But when Grace nodded and let him slip the ring on her finger, Lauren knew that there was no risk of bad luck. Not anymore. Paul was on his feet in two seconds flat, and as he kissed Grace quickly, and the room burst into applause. Some of the boys surrounded the pair, slapping Paul on the back as they kissed Grace’s flushed cheeks. Lauren surveyed the scene happily as Trent cranked the music to full volume and Callie sauntered to her side.
“Happy news, ain’t it?” Callie asked.
“Well worth a party,” Lauren answered.
Narrowing her gaze, Callie looked up at Blake and tilted her head to the side. “You better get on the stick, boy,” she said. “Time’s a wasting.”
As she stepped away from him, Blake eased Lauren into a dark corner and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Callie has a point,” he said. “I mean… maybe we should…”
“Not now,” Lauren teased. “If… when we do it, I want to look like a princess.”
“You always look that way to me.”
Taking her into his arms, his kiss blazed against her lips, and Lauren started to fall into his arms when he held her back and studied her face carefully.
“What?” she asked.
“No regrets? For any of it?”
Not for leaving home. Not for falling into his hot hands and learning every curvature of his taut frame. And not for pulling up stakes for one more ride and following him to this point in time.
“Well…”
“What?” Blake asked as he shot up straighter and grabbed her arms.
“I sort of would like to see the baby right here and now,” she said as she brought his hands to her rounded belly. Blake stroked her ever-expanding middle and buried his face in her hair.
“Only three more months,” he crooned. “Flash in the bucket compared to always.”
Leaning away from him, Lauren rested her hands on his arms and flashed him a smile.
“I guess I can wait,” she said. “Because there’s always going to be a tomorrow night.”
As he kissed her deeply, Lauren basked in Blake’s embrace. The party swirled around them, and tomorrow couldn’t get here soon enough.
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“Well… uh… yeah,” Paul started. Callie patted his back and handed him a beer. He took a quick swig and seemed fortified enough to continue.
“Like Callie said. We’ve come a long away. But it looks like we all landed on our feet. Right smack where were supposed to be.”
He shared a warm look with Blake before gazing back and Grace and bringing his hand to her smiling face.
“Exactly the place,” he said.
As he leaned closer and pressed his lips to her ear, Lauren strained forward and heard him a mutter a single word in the form of a knowing question.
“Happy?” he asked.
Grace nodded slowly, and as her mouth expanded into a soft, relaxed grin, Paul reached into his pocket. Revealing a small box of beige velvet he sank to one knee and flipped open the lid. Grace wasn’t the only one in the room to gasp at the sight of the diamond set in a band of white gold, and Grace trembled as she slapped her hand to her mouth.
“So what do you say?” he asked. “You want make an honest man out of an old timer?”
“Stop selling yourself short,” Callie hissed through her teeth as she nudged his back with her elbow.
Paul either didn’t feel her touch or didn’t care. His eyes were only for Grace as he pulled the ring from the box and offered it with a smile. “It’d make me happy,” he said. “As happy as I want to make you.”
A pin could have dropped and sounded like a cracking mirror crushing into a million jagged shards. But when Grace nodded and let him slip the ring on her finger, Lauren knew that there was no risk of bad luck. Not anymore. Paul was on his feet in two seconds flat, and as he kissed Grace quickly, and the room burst into applause. Some of the boys surrounded the pair, slapping Paul on the back as they kissed Grace’s flushed cheeks. Lauren surveyed the scene happily as Trent cranked the music to full volume and Callie sauntered to her side.
“Happy news, ain’t it?” Callie asked.
“Well worth a party,” Lauren answered.
Narrowing her gaze, Callie looked up at Blake and tilted her head to the side. “You better get on the stick, boy,” she said. “Time’s a wasting.”
As she stepped away from him, Blake eased Lauren into a dark corner and wrapped his arms around her waist. “Callie has a point,” he said. “I mean… maybe we should…”
“Not now,” Lauren teased. “If… when we do it, I want to look like a princess.”
“You always look that way to me.”
Taking her into his arms, his kiss blazed against her lips, and Lauren started to fall into his arms when he held her back and studied her face carefully.
“What?” she asked.
“No regrets? For any of it?”
Not for leaving home. Not for falling into his hot hands and learning every curvature of his taut frame. And not for pulling up stakes for one more ride and following him to this point in time.
“Well…”
“What?” Blake asked as he shot up straighter and grabbed her arms.
“I sort of would like to see the baby right here and now,” she said as she brought his hands to her rounded belly. Blake stroked her ever-expanding middle and buried his face in her hair.
“Only three more months,” he crooned. “Flash in the bucket compared to always.”
Leaning away from him, Lauren rested her hands on his arms and flashed him a smile.
“I guess I can wait,” she said. “Because there’s always going to be a tomorrow night.”
As he kissed her deeply, Lauren basked in Blake’s embrace. The party swirled around them, and tomorrow couldn’t get here soon enough.
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BOOK 1 of the DESERT SONS MC
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