“More than you can know.”
“I know this has been your place for a long time. You were going to live here with your ex.”
“Yeah, I was. Wow, that seems so long ago.”
“I’m here, and you don’t have to leave if you don’t want to,” he said.
She laughed. “Please, Vengeance. Everything is gone, and I don’t want to stay here. It just seems so weird to be leaving. I thought I was going to have to stay here for so long.” She sighed. “I’m really happy.”
“You don’t look it.” He nibbled her neck.
“I am. I’m so happy.” She cupped his head and made him look at her. “I can’t wait to be your old lady, and I hope we can do a lot more of that riding you love.”
He smacked her ass, causing her to yelp, and for good measure, she slapped his.
“Come on, let’s go home,” he said, wrapping his arm around her neck and kissing her head.
Leaving the apartment in Vengeance’s arms felt right. Having the club with their bikes surrounding the moving van made her feel part of it all. Demon was at the lead with Deanna at his back. She saw several of the men had their women with them as well.
“Where’s your bike?” she asked, turning to Vengeance.
“You really think these guys would have given up their ride to move your stuff?” He laughed, opening the van door. “I’m afraid not, babe. We’ve got to drive the van.”
“That sucks!”
“That’s life.” He helped her up into the van, and she glared at the other men even though it was childish to do so. She had been really looking forward to riding back to his clubhouse on his machine. She loved the hum of it between her thighs, and especially as she was pressed up against Vengeance. The scent of grease, leather, and even cigarette smoke had become a comfort to her.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“No. I wanted to ride on your bike.” She crossed her arms, trying to show him that she was really pissed off, and he just burst out laughing.
“God, I love you.” He reached over, cupped her face, and slammed his lips down on hers.
Whenever he told her that he loved her, she couldn’t stop the warm fuzzy feeling that filled every part of her. She loved him, more than anything did she love him.
This life they were about to be part of was something she wanted. Looking out of the window, she watched as the bikers started to pull away from the curb, leaving her old life behind. A couple of the people she knew stepped out and nodded at her, and she smiled, giving them a wave. She had quit her job at the florist shop, wanting to make a clean break.
“Is there anything you’ll miss?” he asked.
“No. My life here wasn’t that great. I didn’t really do much. I’m a boring person. You do realize that, right? I’m totally boring and I expect you to be so much fun.”
“Okay, give me a list of everything you want me to do that is fun.”
“I expect to get blind drunk, dance on tables, and us fuck out in the open,” she said, and he swerved the van.
“Fuck!”
“I’m hoping for us to do a lot of that as well. A lot of sex, a lot of fun.”
“Woman, you’re going to get us killed.” She moved across the seat and rested her hand against his already thickening cock.
“I told you, I’m hoping this will be a lot of fun. I want you to teach me to fight, how to shoot, and how to dance.” She pulled her hand away, resting her head on his shoulder.
“I’m not the world’s best dancer, but I think you can be taught a few things. I can teach you how to shoot. We’ve got a place out back of the clubhouse. Why do you want to defend yourself?” he asked.
She thought about Craig. She didn’t know why, but something didn’t sit well with her. She was leaving her old life behind, and part of that was Craig as well.
“I don’t know. I think every woman should know how to protect themselves. You’re not going to be around every single day, and if something happens, I want to be prepared.”
“Then I’ll teach you, baby. I will teach you everything you need to know.”
He kissed her head once again, and she stared out at the bikers that surrounded them. They were all deadly in their own way, and she knew some of them didn’t trust her relationship with Vengeance. She got it. To them she was an outsider, someone who lived by society’s rules.
She would show them not to presume. She was loyal, and she loved Vengeance more than anyone else in her life. She would stick by him through everything.
19
“You really did it,” Weasel said. “Your woman is now part of the Soldiers of Wrath. Congratulations.” Weasel held up his beer and took a long sip.