Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23333 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 93(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
“You’re sure you’re ready for this?” Rebel asked.
“Yeah, I’m ready.”
There was no doubt in his mind. He was ready to settle down. He was more than ready to make Kelley his. He was done waiting around. Kelley was his woman, and he just knew she had to be pregnant by now. Time would tell on that, and he was going to keep trying until she was pregnant.
He was nervous.
“You’ve got this,” Rebel said, slapping him on the back. “Willow said they’re a few minutes out.”
Making his way outside the clubhouse, he looked up into the night sky as a few flecks of snow started to fall.
He had already set up his and Kelley’s room to stay at the clubhouse. He knew she wanted to make Christmas dinner, but everything would keep until the following day. Or, they would make it back when they could. He wasn’t going to worry about those plans. He was only focused on the now.
Crow had never felt nervous in his life. He’d faced death, but he wasn’t this nervous. He watched as Willow came in, the lights from the car illuminating the parking lot. There were a lot of bikes. This was his home now, his future.
Willow climbed out one side, Kelley the other. She gave him a thumbs-up and brushed past him as Kelley came toward him.
“Hey,” she said. “Sorry we’re a bit late. It was a little crazy as we were close to closing.”
“You’re all good?” he asked.
“Yeah, of course. I was just helping as many people as I could.” She offered him that smile. “Are you okay?”
He had thought about how he was going to do this. Crow was not a romantic. He didn’t beat around the bush. In his life, he took what he wanted and didn’t give a fuck about the consequences.
Kelley was real. She meant something to him, and just blurting shit out didn’t seem right. He’d not prepared a speech.
“I love you,” he said.
Her eyes went wide, and her mouth dropped open just a bit.
“I have fallen in love with you, Kelley Rade, and I don’t want to go back on that road again. I don’t want to ... lose you. You’re mine. You proved that this year. You’re mine and I am yours.” He reached into his jacket. “And I want to marry you. I want to have a bunch of kids, and I want to be here to see you at fucking Halloween. I want to be here for everything with you. No more road. I don’t want it. I want you. I love you, and I want to marry you. Will you have me?”
As speeches went, it was not his finest. He didn’t talk a whole lot, but he held the velvet box open, and with each passing second, Kelley looked even more shocked.
“You love me.”
“Yeah, I do.”
And then, he got that smile. The one that made his heart set to burst. It lit up her whole face and she let out a little squeal, throwing herself at him, and he caught her as she threw her arms around the back of his neck.
“I love you too, and yes, I want to marry you, and yes, I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” She pulled away and kissed him. “But only if you really want this. I know you love the open road, and I don’t want to take that from—”
He silenced her with a kiss. “I’m done with the open road. You’re the only person I want. You’re the only person I care about. Just you and me.” He stroked her cheek. “And I want to have kids with you. I want to have that family.”
“I’m afraid of being a bad mom,” she said.
And he couldn’t help but smile, because that meant his woman had been thinking about having his babies, and what man didn’t want to hear that?
“You’re going to be a great mom, and trust me, you don’t have to worry about yours,” he said.
He looked at Kelley, telling her without saying a word what she wanted to hear.
She nodded her head. “I love you.”
“And I love you.”
He took the ring out of the box, and sure enough, it was a perfect fit as he slid it right onto her finger.
“Do they know?” Kelley asked.
“There is a party about to happen with our names on it,” Crow said. “The club knows you belong to me.”
She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Well, fine, I definitely belong to you.”
He pulled her in close, squeezing her ass as he did.
And he was not going to let her go.
Epilogue
Two Years Later
Opening up the door to a couple of carolers, Crow listened to the song that was being sung terribly. This was not the first time he got to listen to kids sing carols badly, and mixing up their words. At the end of the song, he paid them and closed the door, feeling that Christmas spirit wash over him.