“Well, that was entertaining,” I say, and everyone laughs before going back to normal and my brother returns but runs to his bike and climbs on before spinning away after her.
What are the odds they screwed…
“Twenty days, he’ll claim her,” I boldly admit now, and Jax mutters, “I bet you another baby he claims her in two months,” and I look at him in shock.
“Another baby?” I stammer, and he grins before he leans forward and kisses my lips, making me melt while Hudson gently plays with my hair and I smile into the kiss.
“I missed you,” he mumbles, and I melt.
A girl could get used to this….
“I love you,” I whisper, and he replies, “Not as much as I love you,” and I lean into him, his words making my heart soar.
While all the pain and heartache can’t be changed, they have turned into a lifelong love, and every day, I am grateful to have this man, grateful he wanted me after everything.
I’ll never let him go.
Epilogue
Psycho – One Year Later
Hudson’s giggles echo in the common room as he tries to run away from his Mama, his bare ass out in view for everyone to see and the brothers laugh, cheering him on making me shake my head at the scene but not getting involved.
I know better, he’ll think it’s a game and only make things harder for my wife.
“Get your squishy butt here, mister,” Ivy says which only makes my son giggle harder and I grin as I pick up my beer before my black band gains my attention and my grin softens, the one memory I will never forget hits me like it does every time I see the ring on my finger.
“I do,” Ivy whispers, looking into my eyes, and I smile widely as Hudson coos over my shoulder.
She looks fucking beautiful in her simple white skater dress, her hair up with the clip I gave her years ago while our son wears black pant and a white shirt like me
Just us three, as it always should have been.
Hudson giggles, making us grin as the man beside us continues with his words. Judge Donald's wife, who is our witness, asked if I wanted her to hold Hudson, but I declined, knowing he needs to be right here between us, where he belongs.
We could have lost him, and heck, Ivy could have lost me. Marrying her this way just seems right, and even Venom and Glock understood.
We swap rings. My mother's silver band with rubies surrounding it fits perfectly on her finger, making me grin while Ivy gently places a black band on mine. The ring feels so fucking right, and we lock eyes, smiling like loons at each other.
“You may now kiss the bride,” Judge Donald says, and Ivy and I grin before I cup the back of her neck and slam my lips against hers, making her mine always….
I smile a little.
It’s been nearly a year since we said I do, and we’ve been in a state of happy bliss that I wouldn’t change it for the world.
Waking up every day with her in my arms, watching her be a mama to our son and work her ass off at Dark Angel’s Garage to prove herself when she has tenfold and making love to her… It’s a dream fucking come true, one I hold onto every day.
Don’t get me wrong, things have been difficult within the club, and things are only just settling down, but where Ivy is concerned, happiness surrounds us.
So much drama and hurt have occurred over the past year, with some brothers having a difficult few months but Ivy and I couldn’t be happier, and we’ve held strong while helping the brothers.
I have blood on my hands, blood I don’t regret spilling because when you come for my family, I go for you, that is how it is, and the best part, my wife understands.
I’m one lucky fucker.
“Hudson, you need a diaper on,” Tate giggles, looking at my son and I tilt my head towards the little girl whose eyes still show fear, dark circles still surrounding them, something a five-year-old shouldn’t hold.
If I could take away her pain, I would and knowing she has her parents keeping her up is a fucking blessing none of us thought would happen…
