company and trying to straighten out shit with
my own chapter, that I don’t have time to really enjoy the perks of
being in this lifestyle, ya know?” Oh, how I did know. People would
kill to be where I was on the ladder of success at my young age,
but I was so busy trying to stay on top that I never got the
opportunity to stop and enjoy it.
“I got ya, babe,” I said, smiling and bring
our hands to my lips so I could kiss his fingers as he had
mine.
“Stop stealing my lines and my moves. Babe is
my word and the hand kissing is my thing. Not yours.” He was trying
to be serious, but his smiling eyes gave him away.
I shook my head and looked out the window.
The cars we passed seemed to be sitting still. I looked over at the
speedometer and my eyes bugged out of my head. Luke drove my
Mercedes like he drove a Harley.
“You in a hurry or something?” I almost
shouted at him.
“I like this car. I might get one,” he said,
raising his left arm that he had thrown over the top of the
steering wheel to glance at the needle on the speedometer-the
speedometer that was hitting the one hundred mile per hour mark. I
rolled my eyes at his unconcerned expression.
“You’re gonna get a ticket,” I chastised.
“I know people, babe,” he said with a wink
and of course, I melted. He could speed. I didn’t mind.
When we turned off the highway and onto the
long gravel road that would lead us to the clubhouse, Luke entered
into full blown LLC mode.
“Remember what I said, Dallas, and remember
your promise.”
“What promise?” I asked, my heart beginning
to beat heavy in my chest and my bitch meter slowly climbing. Luke
gave me that don’t-be-a-bitch look. Maybe it was the tone of his
voice or the “don’t embarrass me comment” but I immediately punched
the bitch in me in the face and sent her back to her dark cell.
“To be cordial.” Oh yeah, that.
“I promise to be good and I’ll try to not be
a bitch,” I said, holding up the scouts honor symbol in hopes of
lightening the mood. Surprisingly, it worked.
“That’s all I ask, beautiful.”
Ahh, the “beautiful” word. It got me every
time-along with the wink and the smirk and the “babe” and the white
t-shirts and the lips. My thoughts of Luke were interrupted when I
saw all of the motorcycles lined up in front of the club house.
“Holy shit,” I mumbled. There had to be fifty
bikes there, along with several SUV’s-all black and all Cadillac.
Luke laughed at my expression and his happiness was contagious.
Instead of being nervous, I was now practically elated to meet them
all.
Luke pulled the car into the garage next to
his truck, which I last saw at the hospital. How had it got here? I
reached for the handle to get out, anxious to meet everyone, when
he tightened his grip on my hand and pulled slightly so that I
turned to look at him. He smiled when he saw my face.
“I love that excited look in your eyes. I
love how you are willing to embrace this and all of the chaos that
comes with it. I love you.” My body sagged with his words and tears
burned the back of my eyes.
“I love you too, baby,” I whispered, so
overcome with the emotion on his face that the tears that were
burning my eyes only moments before were now threatening to spill
over.
“This is your family, Dallas. The ones you
have met, love you. The ones who are anticipating your arrival,
love you. I know you will make me proud.”
“I will,” I managed to choke out. I took a
deep breath to stifle the sob that was building in my chest. I was
so lost in the depth of Luke’s blue eyes that I had not seen anyone
approaching the car. My door was swung open and I nearly jumped out
of my seat as I was greeted with the sexiest, raspy voice I had
ever heard.
“I’ve been waiting all day to meet this sexy
bitch.” Without anyone telling me, I knew instantly, that this was
Brooklyn.
She was everything I imagined her to be. Her
long, dark dirty blonde hair was braided to the
my own chapter, that I don’t have time to really enjoy the perks of
being in this lifestyle, ya know?” Oh, how I did know. People would
kill to be where I was on the ladder of success at my young age,
but I was so busy trying to stay on top that I never got the
opportunity to stop and enjoy it.
“I got ya, babe,” I said, smiling and bring
our hands to my lips so I could kiss his fingers as he had
mine.
“Stop stealing my lines and my moves. Babe is
my word and the hand kissing is my thing. Not yours.” He was trying
to be serious, but his smiling eyes gave him away.
I shook my head and looked out the window.
The cars we passed seemed to be sitting still. I looked over at the
speedometer and my eyes bugged out of my head. Luke drove my
Mercedes like he drove a Harley.
“You in a hurry or something?” I almost
shouted at him.
“I like this car. I might get one,” he said,
raising his left arm that he had thrown over the top of the
steering wheel to glance at the needle on the speedometer-the
speedometer that was hitting the one hundred mile per hour mark. I
rolled my eyes at his unconcerned expression.
“You’re gonna get a ticket,” I chastised.
“I know people, babe,” he said with a wink
and of course, I melted. He could speed. I didn’t mind.
When we turned off the highway and onto the
long gravel road that would lead us to the clubhouse, Luke entered
into full blown LLC mode.
“Remember what I said, Dallas, and remember
your promise.”
“What promise?” I asked, my heart beginning
to beat heavy in my chest and my bitch meter slowly climbing. Luke
gave me that don’t-be-a-bitch look. Maybe it was the tone of his
voice or the “don’t embarrass me comment” but I immediately punched
the bitch in me in the face and sent her back to her dark cell.
“To be cordial.” Oh yeah, that.
“I promise to be good and I’ll try to not be
a bitch,” I said, holding up the scouts honor symbol in hopes of
lightening the mood. Surprisingly, it worked.
“That’s all I ask, beautiful.”
Ahh, the “beautiful” word. It got me every
time-along with the wink and the smirk and the “babe” and the white
t-shirts and the lips. My thoughts of Luke were interrupted when I
saw all of the motorcycles lined up in front of the club house.
“Holy shit,” I mumbled. There had to be fifty
bikes there, along with several SUV’s-all black and all Cadillac.
Luke laughed at my expression and his happiness was contagious.
Instead of being nervous, I was now practically elated to meet them
all.
Luke pulled the car into the garage next to
his truck, which I last saw at the hospital. How had it got here? I
reached for the handle to get out, anxious to meet everyone, when
he tightened his grip on my hand and pulled slightly so that I
turned to look at him. He smiled when he saw my face.
“I love that excited look in your eyes. I
love how you are willing to embrace this and all of the chaos that
comes with it. I love you.” My body sagged with his words and tears
burned the back of my eyes.
“I love you too, baby,” I whispered, so
overcome with the emotion on his face that the tears that were
burning my eyes only moments before were now threatening to spill
over.
“This is your family, Dallas. The ones you
have met, love you. The ones who are anticipating your arrival,
love you. I know you will make me proud.”
“I will,” I managed to choke out. I took a
deep breath to stifle the sob that was building in my chest. I was
so lost in the depth of Luke’s blue eyes that I had not seen anyone
approaching the car. My door was swung open and I nearly jumped out
of my seat as I was greeted with the sexiest, raspy voice I had
ever heard.
“I’ve been waiting all day to meet this sexy
bitch.” Without anyone telling me, I knew instantly, that this was
Brooklyn.
She was everything I imagined her to be. Her
long, dark dirty blonde hair was braided to the
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