“You’re what?”
“I’m scared,” I whisper guiltily. “There, I said it. I don’t want to marry you and then have you realize that being with me, living our lives together isn’t what you wanted. I don’t want to be pushed into marriage by my father. I don’t want—”
I stop talking when Chains kisses me. I let him, because I’m tired of the chaos in my mind and to be honest, what small kisses we’ve shared haven’t been passionate and maybe that’s where part of my worry is coming from. I lose myself in this kiss. It’s definitely passionate and Chains is holding me close, the taste of him hits me like heated electricity, sex… hot, sweaty sex, and I want more.
“If I didn’t want to marry you, Baby Girl, I’d have already been out of town. I sure as fuck wouldn’t have played your father’s game this long. I love you. I want our lives together. I want my ring on your finger, my cut on your back, and you on my bike. I don’t know how to make that any clearer.”
“But you said—”
“I said a lot of bullshit, but how is a man supposed to know what he wants or what’s in store for him when he’s only half lived? Until I met you and got a taste of you, Kayden, I had no idea.”
I close my eyes as the sweetness of his words poor over me.
“There’s my man,” I whisper, knowing this is what I’ve missed. This feeling that there’s only the two of us at the center of this. That no one else matters, because it’s just me and Chains against the world.
“It’s good you know that. Are you done arguing with me now, Kayden? ‘Cause I swear to you, Baby Girl, you’re not getting away from me, even if I have to kidnap you again to make it happen.”
“Well, that does sound kind of interesting….” I mumble, my fingers moving against the fine hairs on his chest.
“Christ,” he curses, but I can hear the humor in his voice and it makes me smile.
“What if you regret marrying me?” I ask, revealing my biggest worry. Chains has lived on the road for a long time. He’s never had true ties, unless you count his sisters. It’s not a big stretch to think he might regret his choices. Heck, I don’t know anything about being a wife.
“What if you regret marrying me, Kayden?” he asks, surprising me with his question.
“I don’t think that’s possible, Chains. I love you.”
“There’s your answer.”
“But, I’d be choosing to marry you of my own free will. You don’t exactly have that luxury,” I remind him, tilting my head back to look at him.
“How about you let me worry about that shit? You trust me enough to take a chance and let me prove to you that marrying you and having you in my life every single day, is exactly what I want.”
“I’m not waiting two weeks before we have sex, Chains. I refuse.”
“Baby Girl, I made a deal with your father. I gave my word. Two weeks won’t be that long.”
“Bullshit. We’re not waiting,” I grumble.
“We are,” he says stubbornly.
“How about you keep thinking that, but trust me enough to know that I’m going to make it impossible for you to make it two weeks?”
“Whatever you say,” he mutters, but I can see the worry that moves over his face and it makes me grin. I can make Chains break, I just need to get…creative.44Dragon“What are you grinning at, Mama?”
“I was just thinking that I married the most stubborn man on the face of the earth,” Nicole says while walking into our room.
“And what brought you to that realization, especially after all of these years?” I ask, not bothering to argue, because I figure she’s probably right. Still, I’m a man who has everything he has always wanted but thought he could never have. If that’s what being stubborn gets you, then thank God I am.
I turn into her. Nicole wraps her arms around me as I pull her close.
“It’s not a new realization, it’s just one that needs to be repeated quite often, because it’s so true,” she jokes.
“The boys and I missed you at dinner.”
“Trust me, I would’ve rather been home, especially on family night. Hell, I would have rather had my teeth all pulled out instead of shopping with Kayden.”
Ever since Nicole and I had the kids, we’ve done our best to make every Wednesday night about our family. We have dinner as a family, we catch up, and reconnect. When Nicole first mentioned it, I thought she was crazy, but as the years passed and the kids got older, I began to love those nights. Sometimes the club shit gets in the way, but I always try like hell to prevent that. I found out early on that Wednesday’s with our kids made my woman smile and I wanted to do everything in the world to keep that smile on her face. Nothing is more beautiful than my woman happy and smiling.