“That is correct, your honor,” Lorenzo replies for Smith. “I am the acting attorney for Miss Jenson. We are hoping to set bail and have Mr. Smith out of incarceration today to be released back to his bonded.”
“I have set bail at ten thousand dollars. As far as I’m concerned, I will be pushing for the state of New York to dismiss this case. If Mr. Garner would like to take this case to civil court, he can. This clearly falls under the protection rights of bonded Omegas. I will say, Mr. Smith, that in the future I hope you can think before you act. It would be in your Omega’s best interest.”
“Thank you, your honor.”
She dismisses him, and I have a huge smile on my face. He’s taken immediately through the door to the left, Which means I don’t even get to see him and my heart drops.
Lorenzo comes to where my mom and I are sitting and takes my hand. “This is better news than we could have hoped for. The bail is low and if the state drops the charges, then there really won’t be any repercussions. I’m going to go to the clerical office and handle the bond payment. He should be out within the next two hours.”
“Thank you so much, Mr. DeRossi.”
“You are so welcome. I’ll be right back with your man.”
My mom hugs me tightly, and I let out a huge exhale of relief.
It feels like days instead of hours as we wait for Smith to get discharged. Not being able to use my phone hasn’t helped things either. Dom left for a few minutes to call Kelsey and tell her the good news. Besides that, we’ve all just been sitting here, waiting impatiently.
Finally, I see his tall frame walking down the hallway, still in his ugly sweatpants and t-shirt. I can’t help it as I spring on my feet and run and jump into his arms.
He wraps me in his embrace tightly and kisses the side of my face over and over. He feels so good in my arms, and I’m never letting him out of my sight again. If I keep a close eye on him, he will never be in trouble or worrying me ever again.
“Let’s get the fuck out of here,” he says loud enough for me, but quiet enough that my mom can’t hear. I don’t let him put me down, and just make him walk a little longer with me in his arms. “Baby, I gotta put you down.” I whine, but slide down his massive frame and grasp his hand.
He kisses my knuckles as he follows Dom and my mother out of the building. Unsurprisingly, there are press everywhere taking video and pictures.
“Is he your bonded?”
“How much was your bail?”
“Deja Fox, are you fucking a felon?”
I can’t help the small growl of irritation that escapes my throat. Smith ignores the tirade of questions and just pulls me closer to his body. I’m so over these inconsiderate fucks trying to dig into my life. It’s time to take my power back.
When we’re finally in the car, I can’t help myself as I crawl on top of his lap. “Cami, your mom,” Smith reminds me.
I whine and kiss the side of his face. I swear if I didn’t just have my heat, I would think I’m going back into it again with how desperately I need him. We didn’t have enough time together after bonding. I’m so needy for him. He better get some rest and be prepared to spend the next few days touching every inch of my body.
He leans over to whisper in my ear. “Don’t worry, I’ll give my greedy girl what she needs.”
“I missed you,” I tell him and kiss his lips before I take the seat next to him. Making sure that I’m touching him as much as possible.
“Now, when am I planning this wedding?” My mom chimes in with a smirk on her face.
“Whenever you ladies want,” Smith replies, giving her a smile.
“Maybe let’s give us some time to get used to real life before we make plans,” I tell my mother.
“Fine,” my mother concedes. “Welcome to the family, Smith. Even if it is in sin.” She laughs and Smith smiles back.
“We are going to do so much sinning tonight,” I whisper in Smith’s ear. I can’t help but appreciate his glorious dick imprint growing in his sweatpants.
“You’re going to need to kick everyone out of the apartment,” he tells me.
“They already know the drill. We’re all very grateful for your support, but we need to fuck each other’s brains out and reconnect. We will throw a thank you party later.”
Smith arches his brow at me but kisses my cheek, jaw, and forehead.
“Nimbus has missed you a lot too,” I joke with him, and he gives me a look.
