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“Absolutely.” He fires up the tattoo gun.
A couple hours later, we head back to the clubhouse. Thorn is taking me out tonight so I’m in a hurry to return home. After we pull into the garage, I thank the girls for a lovely afternoon and rush to our room.
I pull on tight dark wash jeans and a deep V-neck black cami. I slip a black lace see-through cover over the camisole, and then I remove the bandage so the bright yellow phoenix on my chest is visible. I told Thorn I’d meet him in the common room, so I grab my purse and slip on my stilettos.
The common room is bursting with activity. When I spot Thorn, the noise around me fades because he’s all that matters. As if he can sense me, he swivels on his bar stool where he’s sitting next to Spike.
Thorn’s smile spreads across his face as he hops to his feet. He reaches me in three long strides and captures me in his arms, pressing his mouth to mine. I open up to him, and he pushes his tongue inside. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I tug him closer to my body.
“Get a fucking room,” Malice shouts over the music.
Thorn breaks the kiss first. “At least I’m getting some, grouchy bastard.”
I chuckle, and step back. Thorn’s eyes seductively run over my body, stopping when he reaches my chest.
“What the fu?—?”
“Thorn,” I huff. “You knew I was getting the tattoo. You don’t get to be pissed off. You have tattoos.”
“Babe, I love the tattoo.” He pulls me close. “But you just signed Possum’s death warrant.”
“I freaking told you this would happen,” Possum yells. “Fuck my life.”
I smile at Possum before refocusing on Thorn. “Why?”
“Why? Because I bet you had to take your shirt off, which means he saw your boobs.”
“So?”
“So?”
“Are you practicing for Halloween or something?” I ask sarcastically.
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“You’re acting like a parrot, so I assume that’s what you’re going as this year.” I smirk. “Besides, I’m sure there are plenty of women here who’ve seen more th?—”
His hand covers my mouth. “You done yet?”
“Maybe, are you?”
“With you, never.” Thorn drops to one knee, pulling something out of his pocket and he does. In his hand is a black box with a beautiful diamond ring. “Delaney, you are everything I need and want in my life. Without you, my life has no meaning. I’ve loved you since the first time I saw you and fell in love with you even more when you opened that smart mouth of yours and told me off. Will you do me the honor of being my ol’ lady and wife, forever?”
Tears prick my eyes. “Yes, a thousand times yes.”