“He wants to what?”
“Yup,” she says.
“He say why?”
“Wants to be part of a legitimate club, thinks it will help him find a relationship or something?”
“Yeah, he said something like that to me when I was here last time.”
“He said he was going to ask for your vote, and ask El Jefe if he can transfer, but he also wanted to check that I was okay with it too. I told him that he’d have to promise to only see me as a friend, there’s to be no flirting whatsoever, and that I’d only be okay with it if you are.”
“Sounds like you handled it well,” I say.
“Hmm. What do you think you’ll say when he asks you?”
“I dunno.” I pause to think about it for a moment. “I guess as long as he follows those rules, I’d be okay with it. I can’t blame him for wanting to get away from illegal shit, and I can definitely understand why he wants to find a relationship like I’ve got.”
I nuzzle into her neck, tickling her and making her laugh.
“Oh my god, you’re going to rub it in his face every chance you get, aren’t you?”
“Hell yeah, I’ll give him the room next door so he has to listen to us.”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Believe me, I would. That time he flirted with you; I wanted to lay you down on top of his bike and eat your pussy till you screamed. Maybe I’ll make that a condition of him joining…”
“Possessive asshole,” she mutters.
“I heard that,” I chuckle, “besides, tell me you don’t love it.”
“Shut up!”
“Make me.”
She rolls over and pushes me back before straddling me, pinning me to the bed.
“It’s impossible to get you to shut up, even during sex. The only time you’re quiet is when I sit on your face.”
“Sounds good to me, get up here, princess!”
The next morning goes smoothly; most of the ex-LAMC members are staying with Diablos Rojos to sort out their new working arrangement, so after saying our goodbyes we hit the road.
Long rides with Elizabeth on the back of my bike might be my new favorite thing… except for fucking her… and going down on her… okay so it’s in the top five. There’s something that just feels right about her body pressing against mine and her arms wrapped around me. I think she enjoys riding alongside the guys too, I can feel her body shake when she chuckles as they signal and interact with us.
We split the trip in two by stopping for a quick lunch, but most of us are just eager to get home; El Jefe wants to spend as much time as possible with his wife at the moment, Slim wants to get back to his new house, and I want to get home so I can start to think about what’s next.
Now that the weight of the deal with my father is lifted, and everything is out in the open with Donovan, I’ve got no reason not to start making plans. I can actually think about a future for me and Elizabeth. I’ve never been in this position before, and it’s scary, but I think for the first time ever I’m excited about life, instead of just rolling with the hand I’ve been dealt and making the best of it.
I’ve got no idea what the future holds, but if I’ve got Elizabeth, my family, and my club, I know it’s gonna be good.
Six weeks later…
Epilogue
Elizabeth
“Canyoubelievewemade it?” I ask Donovan, nudging his side.
