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Story: Cold Foot Curse
“Park it right there,” Kade told her. “The Crew wants to celebrate our Promise tonight.”
“What?” she asked, even more excited now.
“Yep. They were just waiting for me to recover. The girls have been planning.”
Her mouth fell open. She looked over at Raynah who was approaching with the others. “Is that what y’all have been so secretive about?”
“Yep!” Raynah said, switching baby Breah to her other hip. “We got matching Cold Foot Crew t-shirts for tonight, since you will officially be one of us.”
Jess’s eyes burned with happy tears as she shook her head in disbelief of how she’d stumbled into a life like this. She loved matching with the girls. She felt a part of something finally, not coasting on the outskirts.
She belonged.
Jess got out and Kade pulled her into a hug, and kissed her, then patted her butt and said, “Go get your clothes on, pretty girl.”
“Seriously,” Cash said from where he was digging around in a blue cooler for a drink. “If I have to hear one more gosh-dang thing about these stupid t-shirts…”
“He’s jealous we didn’t make any for the guys,” Harley explained.
“You know, guys like things that match too,” Cash griped, standing. “I’m going to make a rap about it.”
“No!” Wreck barked out. “I forbid you from doing one of your stupid raps tonight. You are not ruining this.”
Jess laughed at their banter as she followed the girls toward Timber and Wreck’s house to change into her shirt. Before she made it three yards though, she just needed to touch Kade again. She was so excited and happy, and so was he, and this was like food for her soul. She turned and bolted for him, and he caught her and held her up off the ground, hugged her tight as he looked deeply into her eyes.
“I like being your Promise,” she uttered.
“You’re not just my Promise anymore,” he said softly. “You’re my mate.”
If a heart could smile, hers would be doing that right in this moment. It was the first time he’d ever used that term with her.
Did he know? Did he understand how proud she was to be his? How proud she was that he belonged to her back? How proud she was to be a member of Cold Foot, under an Alpha like Wreck, with friends like the members of this Crew? How proud she was to be an honorary auntie to baby Breah? How much she looked up to the relationships here?
Did he understand how safe she felt here, with him, and how damn much that meant to a girl like her?
His answering smile said he could read it on her face.
“Happy?” he asked.
She nodded, eyes full, heart bursting, wishing she had the words to make him understand. She didn’t, but when she leaned in to kiss him, his lips went so soft against hers, and his hand was so gentle on the back of her head, like he was coveting her.
Someday she would find a way to tell him how very much he was appreciated.
How his sacrifices had tattooed devotion onto her heart for him.
How him showing up in Sister’s Edge had ended up being the first day of her favorite part of her life.
She eased back from the kiss and rested her forehead on his and listened to the sound of his beating heart—the most important sound in the entire world.
He really was the best part of her life…
And they were just getting started.
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