Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 67757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 67757 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 339(@200wpm)___ 271(@250wpm)___ 226(@300wpm)
Gia laughs as if she knows exactly what she’s done. “Come on out, love birds. It’s time to party.”
“Party?” Aria looks to me for answers. “What are we celebrating?”
I shrug and pretend that I have no fucking clue. “We’re always partying around here. The clubhouse is pretty much party central.”
Another sharp knock sounds on the door. Gia says through the door, “We’re celebrating being alive. Being in love. Surviving another shit show. Does there need to be more?”
No. There didn’t need to be anything more than that. I smile and pull Aria flush against me. “That’s something I’m in the mood to celebrate, How about you Princess?”
She smiles, tapping her chin like she’s deep in thought. “That depends. Are we still on for later?”
I nod slowly, peppering her lips with soft kisses. “Bet your sexy fucking ass we are.”
She purrs deep in her throat before stepping out of my grasp. “Then I better get ready. I can’t attend a party looking like this.”
I frown and shake my head. “You look beautiful. You always do.”
She smiles and rolls her eyes at the same time. “Yeah, well, you’re in love with me. Wait until you see me. Later.”
There’s that fucking word again. “Later, then.” It couldn’t come soon enough.
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
Aria
I take my spot at Lucky’s side for the first time, officially anyway, and let out a shaky breath. I’m nervous and feel like I’m about to vomit.
Whoa, this is my life now, and I’m not just a casual observer anymore. This is Lucky’s life and mine too, which is weird to think, but then his fingers weave through mine, and just like that, all my thoughts settle.
He’s my peace.
“Don’t be nervous,” he leans over and whispers in my ear. “You look good enough to eat, which I will be doing later, and there’s nothing to worry about.”
“Easy for you to say. These are your people,” I shoot back quickly.
“Your people too, now,” he reminds me, brushing a whisper-soft kiss against my cheek. “Come on. It’s time to meet the guys.”
I frown, digging my strappy stilettos into the floor, trying to buy some time. “I’ve already met the guys.”
“Yeah, but that was different,” Lucky counters, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “now you’re meeting them as my ol’ lady. It’s a big deal. So, move your fabulous ass, Princess.”
What kind of woman would argue with that?
I tighten my grasp on his hand and follow him over to where Ace and Dix, and all the other Reckless Souls are standing around, laughing and talking while sipping bottles of beer. They all pause when we join them, each pair of eyes focusing in on our clasped hands. “Made up your mind, I see?” Dix smirks, taking a swig from his beer bottle, first glancing at Lucky and then at me. “’Bout damn time.”
I frown, but Lucky steps forward. “I just wanted you all to know that Aria is sticking around. She’s staying with me.”
It’s not exactly the grand announcement I expected, but each of his brothers nods, their smiles suggesting they saw this coming a mile away. They pat him on the back, exchange hugs and fist-bumps, and then turn their attention to me, offering warm smiles and open arms.
“Don’t look so shocked, Aria.” Dix laughs. “We’re not complete animals.”
“Just partial animals,” Diesel offers, smoothing his hands over a new leather vest adorned with brand-new patches. Must be a biker thing.
“More like party animals,” Tank chimes in, standing tall with an equally new vest. I have so much to learn about this club.
“Don’t mind these assholes,” Lucky quips with a playful smile. “They just earned their stripes, and they want to make sure you’ve seen their new kuttes.”
My eyes widen, and I smile, remembering that Diesel is Lucky’s younger brother. “Congratulations, guys. You both look so handsome and stylish.”
The rest of the MC laugh, but Diesel and Tank puff out their chests and strut around like peacocks.
Diesel takes my hand and kisses the back of it. “A woman with impeccable taste,” he purrs. “Welcome to the family, Aria.”
I gasp at his words, looking at Lucky, who shrugs and rolls his eyes. “Too soon, brother. Give her some breathing room.”
Diesel shrugs. “Don’t drag your feet or some young biker might sweep her off her feet.”
He shoots me a teasing grin, wiggling his eyebrows until I laugh, and Lucky playfully shoves him away.
“Hands off my woman, Diesel,” Lucky says, half-serious and half-playful.
I put a hand on Lucky’s chest and smile at his brothers. “Thank you all for the warm welcome. It’s nice to feel wanted.”
In all honesty, I have no clue what my role will be in this wild group of guys. Or if I’ll even have one.
McKenna is Ace’s girlfriend, and I wonder if she’s the leader of the women. That’s awkward. I take a deep fortifying breath just thinking about it.