“We don’t have to get married now, and it doesn’t have to be in a year or even two years. You’re mine, my ol’ lady, and one day, when you’re ready, you’ll be Rowan Jameson.”
Rowan Jameson.
I fucking liked that.
I liked it a hell of a lot.
“And what if I want to get married soon?”
“I’ll call Pope here now, and he’ll marry us this afternoon if you want, but know this, Rowan, I won’t ever divorce you. The day I marry, it’s for life. Think you can be on board with that?”
“Fuck yeah,” I say, excitedly. Water splashed out over the tub as I spun in his arms, and kissed him hard. “Maybe not today, though. Brianna is only just getting used to us being together.”
“Good point,” he said, kissing me again. I don’t know how long we stayed, making out in the tub, but when we finally got out. I had forgotten every bad thing that had happened to bring me to Reaper. All I could think was how goddamn lucky I was to have a hottie like him who knew what he wanted and it was me.
Reaper
Wolf didn’t look good when we rocked up to the Yarramundi clubhouse exactly three days from the first time I saw him at The Pit. He had dark circles under his eyes, and a few days’ beard growth.
“You look like shit,” I said, as I sat down next to him at the bar. He chuckled at that, so at least he had some spirit about him.
“You did your checks?”
“I did. Savage sorted you out. I’m real sorry about your brother.”
He nodded. “We hadn’t spoken to each other in a while, but he’d always been there when I needed him. Wish I could say the same about me.”
“Look, I don’t have vacancies in my clubhouse, but we have an Adelaide chapter, short of a few guys. It’s a nice chapter. I can put a call in and have you there in a few days.”
“I don’t wanna bring trouble to the club,” he said. “I’m sorry I bothered you with it, yeah. I’ll sort it.”
“Look, my tech guy, Trojan, he searched for you. Seems it caught an alert. He was able to dodge it before they could trace it here, but looks like someone pretty high up wanted to find you. Want to tell me about it?”
“My ex,” he said. “She’s bratva.”
“She’s?”
He nodded. “Wasn’t when I met her. I guess, maybe she was, but now her daddy is dead, she’s in charge.”
“Why she after you?”
“It doesn’t matter. She’s gonna find me, brother. Better I’m alone when she does.”
“Look, I don’t know you, but I know Shamus, and I know he’d never let someone hurt his brother. We can help you. You just gotta trust us.”
“How good’s Trojan at hiding electronic traces?”
I smirked at him. “The best. Why you think he’s called Trojan?”
Wolf laughed, downed the rest of his scotch and turned to me. “Adelaide, you said?”
“Adelaide,” I agreed, and smacked him on the back, urging him to get up and follow me. Trojan was going to recreate his entire life with a click of a button. At least I could give back to Shamus for all he did for us.
Brianna and Rowan were at the bar, playing a game with coins and cups when I got back to the clubhouse. Brianna was in a much better mood, didn’t even scowl at me when I placed a kiss on Rowan’s head as I passed by.
That’s progress.
Maverick was coming out of the hallway, from the room at the end. He never usually stayed here, preferring his own apartment in Penrith.
