Baylee laughed and kissed his chin softly.
"Bottom line, I need you with me. This commuting bullshit's got to stop."
"What're you saying?"
"I want you to move to Pinewood Springs and live with me as my old lady. And I'm telling you now, no is not an option."
Joy twinkled in her glistening eyes. "So, I don't really have a choice."
Axe shook his head, "Nope." He brushed his lips against hers. "I need you."
"I need you, too."
"Then it's yes?"
She nodded her agreement. "Yes."
He hugged her then handed her the bag. "Open it. I got it for you before I came."
With shaking hands, she opened the bag and saw a leather vest folded neatly. Taking it out, she shook it out. The back of the leather vest had the words "Property of Axe, Insurgents MC" embroidered in white. She wiped the corner of her eyes.
"Pretty sure of yourself, huh?" she joked.
"Fuck yeah. I found a house. I think you'll like it, but if not, we can get another one. It doesn't matter. All that matters is that you're with me."
Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she peppered his face with kisses as happiness flooded her to the core.
"You happy? ‘Cause I'm confused here. You're crying and kissing me, so I don't know if that means you're good with being my old lady or not."
She laughed, her head bobbing up and down. "I'd love to be your old lady. And I have a confession to make. I'd asked Bob about opening a satellite office in Pinewood Springs to serve the different counties around there. There's a ton of building going on in the area, and since I'm a partner now, I'm the logical one to run it. He agreed. I was going to tell you this weekend that I was moving back. Of course, Logan is thrilled to see me go so he can be the shining star in the Denver office."
Joining in on her laughter, Axe shook his head. "Again, fate throwing us together. We gotta listen to it, ‘cause it keeps happening."
"We have been, and that's how we found each other. I love you so much."
"So, can you move this weekend?"
"I can't just move. I've got to pack and get my place ready to rent."
"I'll help you pack. We can come down on the weekends and work on your place. You know, I have money. The club does well with our dispensaries, so you don't have to rent your place if you don't want to. It'd be good to have somewhere we can stay when you come back for business."
"Let me think about it. I feel like things are moving a little too fast."
"When I want something, I don't like to wait."
"I noticed that."
"And I want you by my side forever."
Baylee pressed against him and pushed him onto the cushions. "I want that more than anything else." She palmed the bulge in his jeans as she rubbed her breasts against his heaving chest. Caressing the inside of his leg with hers, she whispered in his ear, "And I want this, too."
"Fuck, babe. It's all yours. Always," he rasped as his hand glided under her blouse.
With a devilish grin, she slowly unzipped his jeans.
The End