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Or does that make me selfish to ask for something like that when he still hasn’t promised me the future?

Chapter 13

Knuckles

I slowly lick my bottom lip, the taste of my girl still having control of my senses as I quietly look through her sketch book despite knowing how private it is to her, and now I know why.

Other than sketches of Willow and some Paris skyline, this book is full of me and my bike, and fuck me, Kodi is talented.

I look at her for a moment and see she’s still knocked out, and I turn the next page only to suck in a breath.

The skull with Roses over my chest…

I look at my girl again with my heart in my throat because I know she’s seen the scars, I just fucking know it, and I don’t know how to feel about that, I really don’t, especially when she’s still here.

Swallowing thickly, I turn the page again to a sketch of Willow and me smiling, the little cutie in my arms wearing her flower girl dress, and my heart flutters with realization.

Kodi loves me, scars and all, giving me the green light to fight for her, for us and that is fucking terrifying.

Quickly but quietly tearing that page out, gently shutting the book I know I will probably look through again soon, I leave the pencil on the page of a sketch of me sitting on my Harley that she was working on last night, I put the book exactly where she left it while I gently fold the picture of Willow and me, knowing Trick will want it framed, and I look at my girl again.

Last night was fucking amazing.

From taking her ass twice to fucking her sweet pussy three times and eating her out like I was starved before she sucked me off while I finger fucked her. My cock twitches again despite being sore from all the fucking.

She was made for me, and I for her.

Taking a breath, I do something I have wanted for so fucking long, and I lean over my girl in bed and gently press my lips against hers before slowly pulling back to see a small smile on her lips as she dreams away, and I smile as I move her hair out of her face.

“I love you, fireball,” I murmur, knowing she can’t hear me, and I kiss her one more time before standing and ensuring the note is on the bedside table. I take one last look at the woman who is slowly healing me, then walk out of the motel room, knowing I need to clean up the gym before opening after yesterday.

A Charger came in with a knife, adamant to stab any brother they could find, and Tray decided to tackle the fucker, getting stabbed himself in the shoulder.

Thankfully, the injury was only superficial, and after an hour of torturing, a whole fucking hour, causing me to be late tomeet up with my girl who believes a fight broke out, the fucker admitted Cans wanted us distracted so he could burn the fucking gym down. I killed him and then found another fucker with a gas can ready to light the gym up, waiting on his buddies word, but instead I lit that fucker up.

Sighing, I climb on the bike and start her up, and looking at the motel room one more time, I pull out from my spot and drive towards my gym, knowing it’s going to be a long fucking day.

***

“Okay, so the school changed her application to accepted again, but I’ve rechanged it and deleted all her numbers from the file,” Trick says as he walks into my gym an hour later, and I look up from where I’m scrubbing the floor to get the blood out, and I frown.

“How did they know it was a mistake?” I ask as I throw the cloth in the bucket, and Trick replies, “Fuckers called her.”

I groan as I stand just as Cage waltzes in and asks, “Fuckers called who?” and I roll my eyes at the raised brow. Trick gives me theAre you going to tell him,or am I, kind of look, knowing he’s doing some illegal shit for his wife and me.

I sigh, “Trick changed my girl's job offer in Boston from accepted to declined a few weeks ago, but the school called her, so he’s had to change it again and delete all her contact details,” and Cage freezes on the spot, his mouth dropping in shock.

Trick waves a hand in his face, and the man doesn’t blink. Instead, he stares at me like I’m some kind of alien, and I chuckle, “I think he’s broken.”

“To be fair, I felt the same way when I found out you got a girl and not just any girl, but the Chief’s daughter,” Trick replies, and I smirk as Cage gasps, “You and Kodi?!”

“Huh, not broken,” I say, and Trick grins and agrees, “Not broken…”

“I, you, I mean, Kodi, you…” Cage stutters and Trick retracts, “Okay, broken.”

“I’m not fucking broken,” Cage snaps as he slaps the back of Trick's head, and I laugh for the first time in a long time as happiness fills me around my brothers, and fuck me, that is a weird feeling to have, especially when I’m letting them in.

Guess I can thank my girl for that.