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“Yeah, now’s not the time to get cocky. Your mom is one scary lady.”
“Don’t worry about her.” He kisses my knuckles once more. “So, you’ll move in?”
“Yes,” I say without hesitation.
He pulls me closer, his lips finding mine as we kiss. “I love you, Payden Elizabeth Benedict.”
“Uh, oh, using all my names.”
“Can’t wait to get you home so I can?—”
“Logan Dawson! Get your scrawny butt inside!” His mom yells from the doorway. “I know you hear me!”
We both jump again feeling like little school kids who just got caught canoodling. Which we kinda did.
“We better go before she loses it,” Logan sighs, pinching my chin. “Long as you love me.”
“I love every single inch of you.” I smile. “So glad I came into the bar that night, I doubt you’d ever have asked me out.”
“You always romanticize it.Youaskedmeto fuck.”
“Same thing.”
He shakes his head, stepping out of the car as he jogs around to my side. He opens my door and takes my hand. I’ve never felt more loved than I have with this man. He makes everything bad disappear. I don’t want to spend a single night away from him, or from Dozer.
We’re a happy little family. We deserve it. Now the dust has settled, finally, we can lay the past to rest and move on, one step at a time.
Logan
Declan passes me the potatoes and raises an eyebrow as he asks, “So, you shackin’ up with my sister?”
I look across the table at him as everyone stops talking. Great. Just what I fucking need.
Payden sighs, shaking her head at her little brother. “Subtle, Dec, as always.”
“Honey?” Margaret, her mom, asks in a surprised tone. “Is this true?”
Payden clears her throat, ready to answer, but Declan asked me, so I squeeze her hand under the table. She loves her parents, but they can be a lot. They have high expectations, and Payden told me they do not like the idea of Declan being involved with the MC over in Mississippi. I’m sure they’re hoping it’ll be aphase and he’ll grow out of it. For a second there, it’s as though they forgot who I was and that Payden wasn’t part of the NOLA Rebels. She’s the golden child, and he’s the kid who keeps fucking up.
I wish they’d see that he’s thriving. He has his own business for fuck sakes, and most of all, he seems happy. I bite my tongue because it’s not my argument.
From across the table, Bronco gives me a look. Yeah, some of the guys came over with their ol’ ladies and we made it a thing. Bronco insisted that Dozer and Titan needed a play date, and Amber snapped some pretty cute photos because we’re all fucking obsessed with this new bromance. I’ll give Payden’s folks the benefit of the doubt; they’ve treated everyone with respect thus far.
Sawyer and Nova are here, too, along with Molly who’s become close to Payden this last month.
They both have healing to do, especially Molly. I’ve offered her a job in the restaurant if and when she’s ready.
“Mrs. Benedict?—”
“Please call me Margaret.” She smiles.
I smile back. “Margaret, and Graham,” I add, nodding to her father. “Payden agreed to move in with me at my apartment until we can find a house together.” I clear my throat, really fucking bad at public displays of affection as much as I am speeches, like the one in progress. “I love her.”
I feel my brothers’eyes on me. Both of them. It’s obvious I’m crazy about her, but I’m not sure they realized the extent of it. So now they do.
“Oh my godddd!” Nova squeals, clapping her hands together excitedly. “I predicted this! I’m telling you! Right Sawyer?”
Sawyer thumbs to my beaming cousin. “She has a knack for instincts, brother.” He slaps me on the back.
