Shaina moves beside Shadow, and he stares at her with the same look he gets before violence except this time it’s awe.
Raven walks out in dark lace, and Joker laughs once under his breath like he cannot fucking believe his life.
Allison appears beside Jimmy, and he immediately drags both hands down his face.
Brynn smiles shyly at Landon, who looks moments away from either proposing twice or passing out.
Then Bella steps out. Blaze actually clutches his chest. “Oh, I’m getting trapped,” he whispers.
Bella beams. “Damn right.”
Everyone laughs. Everyone except me.
Because Olivia steps out last. And the entire world narrows to her. White dress. Soft hair. Eyes locked on mine immediately like there isn’t another person standing here.My chest tightens so hard it almost hurts. She looks nothing like the girl under those lights. Nothing like the woman in chains. Nothing like the terrified person dragged into a van. She looks alive. Happy.
Mine.
Twisted steps forward with a grin that’s entirely too satisfied. “Well, boys,” he says, “looks like the ladies got tired of waiting on your dumb asses.”
Mac lifts a shoulder. “You’re welcome.”
Kya points at Dom. “Don’t make this weird.”
“You surprised married me,” Dom says.
“You’re still alive. Be grateful.”
Whip laughs so hard he has to sit down.
Twisted motions everyone forward. “Line up.”
Every man here looks shell-shocked.
The women look thrilled about it.
Emma reaches for Cain first. He touches her face like he has to make sure she’s real.
“You planned this?” he asks.
Emma smiles softly. “Maybe.”
Cain shakes his head once, emotional enough that he doesn’t even try to hide it. “Sneaky.”
Amy yells, “You’re getting married!”
The entire yard laughs.
Twisted starts with them.
Cain looks terrified. Not of marriage. Not of commitment. Of emotion.
Emma stands in front of him in a simple white dress that somehow makes her look softer and stronger at the same time, and for one rare second, Cain Russell looks completely stripped bare in front of everyone.
Amy is already crying beside Jaz.
Jason sits on Cutter’s shoulders completely unaware that his father is having a full emotional crisis in front of the club.
Emma smiles gently when Cain takes her hands. He holds them carefully. Like they matter. Like she matters.
