“Heidi’s starstruck,” he scoffs.
“Yeah, a little,” I agree. “But Trinity isn’t easily swayed. Neither is Wrath,” I add with a teasing, sour note. “As I well know.” I tip my head to the side. “Am I the only ol’ lady he’s ever voted down?”
Instead of the smirk I expected, he scowls. “I prefer not to answer that.”
“I’m kidding. I earned his respect and his patch. That’s all that matters.”
He runs his thumb along the edge of my cut, stopping to trace the word “Sunshine” embroidered over my heart. “You make me so happy, Charlotte.”
“That’s all I want.” I lean up and kiss his cheek.
He glances toward the clubhouse, the corners of his mouth pulling down. “It’ll happen for us,” he says with quiet confidence.
I sniffle and nod, praying he’s right.