“I’m glad to hear that.” She reached up to kiss me tenderly. Just as we started to get hot and heavy, my phone rang on the nightstand.
When I pulled away, she protested by gripping me tighter. “I need to get that. Tell the boys where I am,” I murmured against her lips.
“Okay.”
I slid over in the bed and grabbed the phone. “Yeah?”
“You’re in Virginia?” Deacon demanded.
“Are you tracing my phone now?”
He snorted. “No. But as your VP, I was just informed by a prospect that a very angry sounding man by the name of Senator Percy called the roadhouse wanting to speak to you.”
With a groan, I glanced over my shoulder at Annabel. When her brows rose questioningly, I said, “You need to call your parents.” Then it was her turn to groan.
“Thanks, brother. I’ll take care of it.”
There was a moment of silence on the line before Deacon asked, “So you went after her finally?”
I smiled into the phone. “Yeah, I did.”
“It’s about fucking time.”
With a laugh, I said, “I assume that means we have your blessing.”
“It sure as hell does. Just get your ass back here ASAP, so we can celebrate.”
“We’ll be there as soon as we can.”
“Later.”
“Bye.” I then handed the phone over to Annabel. “Deacon sends his love.”
She grinned. “He does?”
“Yeah, he’s glad I finally came after you.”
“That makes two of us.”
When she crawled across the bed to wrap herself around me, I shook my head. “Call your parents.”
“Then will you make love to me again?” she asked, her breath warm against my cheek.
“Babe, you don’t even have to ask.”
CHAPTER TWENTY: ANNABEL
Getting home to Georgia took a little longer than we had expected. While I had bought some warm clothes and boots to make the drive, it was still blistering cold to be on the back of the bike for any length of time. Although I’m not proud to admit it, I might’ve played on Rev’s sympathies a bit with worrying about me and the cold. The truth was I wanted nothing more to stay in bed with him for a few days.
I don’t know who was more surprised by my insatiable appetite—me or Rev. But I couldn’t seem to get enough of him. I loved learning all the little things about him like what made him groan with need or pinch his eyes shut with passion. It felt like I was discovering sex for the first time. In some ways I was—at least the new Annabel was. I knew there was still a wolf looming at the door, and at any minute this newfound perfection could come crashing down through flashbacks. But for the moment, I chose to be to be optimistic and happy.
Three days later, we pulled up at the Raiders compound. I was never so glad to see a place in all my life. Still, I was more than a little surprised to see the twinkling Christmas lights. “Who would have thought bikers would be so festive,” I remarked, as I handed Rev my helmet.
He chuckled. “Trust me, we aren’t. That’s all for Willow.”
When we walked through the front door, a roar went up in the room. “WELCOME HOME!” everyone shouted. At first, I felt completely overwhelmed, but the feel of Rev’s hand on the small of my back gave me the courage to smile and move closer to my new family.
As if they had been given a pep talk on how to treat me, they hung back and let me go to them. I was hugged and kissed by more people in the first few minutes than I had been in my entire life. At the back of the main room, Rev’s blood family stood anxiously awaiting me. I couldn’t hide my shock at seeing Mama Beth. She was never one to be in the roadhouse. I ran into her waiting arms. “I’m so glad you’re home, sweetheart,” she said, her voice wavering as if she was about to cry.
