I yelped when he squeezed my butt.
“Don’t get smart, Munch.”
I looked up at him and held his face between my hands. I knew he beat himself up over what happened, and it would probably take a while before he stopped thinking it was his fault.
“I’m sorry. I really just want us to move past all of this. None of it is your fault. I’m good, and I don’t blame you at all.” I pulled his face down to mine and kissed his lips. “Everything is over with.”
“You are so beautiful.” He ran his fingers down the side of my neck.
“Even with the black eyes?”
Kane closed his eyes for a second, then peered into mine.
“Even with the black eyes. You went through a crazy ordeal, but you didn’t let it get you down. You are so strong.” He kissed my forehead.
“Thank you. I feel strong because of you. Now I’m tired and want to go to sleep with your arms around me.”
“Is that all you want me to do?” He gripped both of my ass cheeks.
“Who knows what else could happen.” I winked, then walked away.
I didn’t have time to think about what happened, because I had to think of a way to tell Kane that we would be parents.
Munch and I spent three weeks secluded from everything and everyone. I rescheduled all my clients or referred them to one of my other tattoo artists. My time was dedicated to Munch and her only. I wanted her to heal and not worry about a thing.
We spent the first two weeks on an island where we woke up to the sunrise and had breakfast. We explored the island and ate all kinds of food. She had to wear sunglasses most of the time because she didn’t want anyone to see her black eyes. Every time I caught her analyzing her bruises, I wanted to glue Beast’s ass back together and kill him again.
At night, we sat on the beach and talked. Some nights we had dinner on our balcony, then made love. We did things that Inever would have imagined, but I knew I would never do any of it with anyone else.
Munch tried to act like what happened to her didn’t affect her, but I knew otherwise. I found her crying a few times, but she would quickly swipe the tears away. I assured her she didn’t have to hide with me, but she insisted she was fine, so I left it alone. As long as she knew she could come to me when or if she needed to, I was okay with that.
We spent our last week at my house. She officially moved in, and we did some decorating since I never did it. I had the basics, but she made my house feel more like a home. There would be no denying that a woman occupied my house. It wasn’t like anyone came over here, anyway, except my mom.
I introduced Munch to my mom, and she loved her. Her parents were cool, but I felt like they were still a little skeptical of me. As long as they were respectful and didn’t treat Munch differently, we were good. I figured they would need a little more time to get to know me and to see that the Vipers weren’t bad people.
“Are you ready for this?” Munch asked as she put her hair in a ball at the top of her head.
“I am. It’s time to get things back in order. The real question is, are you ready?”
It was our first day back at the clubhouse, and I knew everyone would be happy to see her. She hadn’t seen anyone since the day we saved her.
“I am. I’m excited to see everyone. They’ve become like another family to me. I know Carmen and Isis missed me, as well as Tay.” She blushed.
“You really trying to get that man hurt, ain’t you?” I wrapped my hand around her neck and brought her in for a kiss.
She smiled against my lips. “There is no need to be jealous.” She kissed me. “I’m all yours.”
I didn’t know what it was about Tay that had her blushing all the time, but I wasn’t worried about her messing with him. Neither of them would do something like that to me.
“I know you are.” I pecked her lips again. “Let’s get out of here.”
I grabbed her hand, and we left out of the bedroom.
When we made it outside, I helped her on my bike, then we left.
I was excited about the day because I knew I would officially be crowned president, and some people would be moving up in the ranks. It was a change in power, and I felt like the Vipers would only get better now that the bad people were out. I wanted us to do even more in the community.
Word on the street was the remaining Disciples either left town or they started a new club that was completely different. As long as they didn’t bother us, we could all coexist.
