With our legs entwined and our fingers laced together, I couldn’t help but heave out a satisfied sigh.
Pagan cracked one eye open. “You okay? I know I fuck hard.”
I beamed a smile. “I’m good.”
He grinned down at me with pure love in his eyes, and my belly warmed.
“Quick sleep, then shower, then we go back down to our weddin’,” he muttered.
“Okay,” I breathed, shooting Pagan a dazzling smile before snuggling into his muscular, tattooed chest, with his lucky shamrock over his heart.
Nine months before, I lost my beloved da, and I was heartbroken.
Then a rough, bullheaded, stubborn, obsessed outlaw sauntered into my life and turned it upside down. Pagan tookaway my pain, and even though it hadn’t been easy, he’d kick-started my heart and turned my grief into an awakening. He’d awakened a part of me that, before him, I was too scared to acknowledge. Our love might be messy and toxic, but it was us.
I was his obsession.
Whatever happened, I’d always be his, and that was good because Pagan would always be mine, too.
Till death do us part.
EPILOGUE
PAGAN ~ FOUR MONTHS LATER
“You ready for this, Dad?” Roman asked from the back seat.
I glanced in the rearview at my boys and cocked a brow. “Don’t worry about me. Worry about yourself.”
“To be fair, babe, they’ve got a point,” my ol’ lady, and wife, murmured from the passenger seat beside me.
“The only thing I’m not okay with is that I’m not on my bike,” I grumbled. “Swore the day I got my first bike that I’d never ride in a cage again. Had enough of this traffic bullshit when I was a delivery driver and when I was in the goddamned Marines.” I gave the steering wheel of my truck a wallop. “But here I am, cage and all.”
“Jesus, Dad,” Rex drawled from behind me. “No need to crash out. It’s just a car.”
“It’s not my bike,” I reiterated.
Ash laughed. “You only have to drive a car when you take your family out. Think about all the memories we can make when we go on road trips and shit.”
“I fuckin’ wish we went on road trips,” I snapped back, indicating to turn onto Hambleton’s Main Street. “You won’t accept anythin’ less than the Caribbean.”
Aislynn preened. “Well, I’m too pretty to sit in an RV full of farting, smelly boys.”
Rex and Roman cackled.
Fuck knows what Ash was talking about. Nobody had asked her to vacation in an RV. I did take her fishing with the boys and me for two days, but we only stayed out one night, and she refused to sleep in a tent, so we ended up in a five-fucking-star hotel because everywhere else was full.
She was a total princess who loved her clothes, shoes, and purses. Totally high-maintenance—and admittedly, I loved it. She always looked pretty and smelled good, and our room was always clean and fresh. Honestly, I kinda loved sleeping in girlie sheets with a five-million thread count, and I especially liked fucking her on them and dirtying them up.
I navigated the truck into a parking spot outside the Lucky Shamrock, my eyes automatically sweeping the inside of the place for any sign of trouble. The bar was packed, but that was to be expected because today had been important for the O’Shea family, seeing as one of their own had gotten married.
Busy was good. Witnesses meant less chance of bloodshed. Not that it would stop the O’Sheas if they really wanted their pound of flesh. Aislynn stared through the window, then glanced at me, chewing the inside of her lip. “Do you think Donovan and Rosie will hate me for missing their wedding ceremony?”
I reached for her hand and gave her fingers a squeeze. “Donovan’s not like that, baby. You know how easy-goin’ he is. I’m sure he’ll be fine, and Rosie’s cool.”
Aislynn’s family and friends still didn’t know we’d gotten married months before. Her mom and Tristan were the only people we’d told. We’d been seen around together, and her brothers must have known something was going on, but thank fuck, they tended to stay out of her business the same way she did theirs.
They all thought she was living down in Denver, seeing her lease out, but I’d gotten her out of that the week after we were married, and she’d been at the clubhouse with me ever since.
