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Chapter fifty-four

After one last round of being buried between my beautiful woman’s thighs, I pull her naked body across my drenched chest. The air around us is filled with the scent of sweat, sex, and cum, but it’s heavy with our emotions.

Ever since I saw her standing in front of that mirror again with that furrow between her brows, as if she’s struggling to see the beauty in herself, there’s been an urgency in me to claim her, to make her mine in every way I can and prove to her just how much she fucking means to me.

Loving softly is a new experience for me, but goddamn, it’s something I now crave with her. Fucking is fun. It’s easy, spontaneous, and you don’t have to make yourself vulnerable to do it. It’s good when you just want some quick heat. But from now on, I’m loving my woman softly any chance I get.

That need to chain her to me still seethes under my skin as I twirl her hair around my fingers. “Marry me.”

She jerks in my arms, sitting up so quickly, I don’t have time to stop her.

Bailee stares at me with hopeful wide eyes. “What?”

I sit up, grasping her chin in my fingers to keep her attention on me so she can see how sure I am about what I’m asking her. “Marry me. Become my Old Lady. Wear my ink and patch. Be a mom to my girl. Take my last name, Hummingbird.”

Her eyes roam my face, and I can tell she’s satisfied by what she finds because her lips curl into a happy smile. “No playing?”

“All real, baby girl,” I promise, lifting her left hand and kissing her ring finger. “Want you wearin’ my ring, carryin’ my last name, eventually growin’ my babies.”

“Yes, okay. I want that. I love you.”

As soon as the last word passes her lips, I lift her over my lap and sit her on my aching cock. Her heat engulfs me, her nails digging into my shoulders. She rides me so hard, so fucking good, my goddamn eyes roll back into my head.

This time, when I shoot thick ropes of cum deep inside her, I can’t help but have a little hope one of them sticks.

Bailee told me last night that she didn’t want a wedding, said she never has. She never dreamed of getting married until she met me anyway. Shit was fine with me. That meant I got to call her my wife sooner rather than later.

I got up early this morning and started making plans. My first stop was the jewelry store for her ring. It didn’t take me long to find the one I wanted since I already had a vision in my head of what I was searching for. Once I had it in my pocket, I headed to Skullz Ink to add two new pieces to my collection—a hummingbird on my pelvic area near my cock, and her name wrapped around my ring finger. I’ve never been one for jewelry. This is much more permanent. Much more me.

My last stop is one of the wedding boutiques in town. Just because we’re eloping doesn’t mean I ain’t seeing my woman in a fucking dress. After finding one for each of my girls, I inform the woman I’ll be sending someone for them soon.

Outside, I pull my phone from my pocket and call Emmy Lou.

“Need a favor,” I say when she answers.

“What’s up?”

“Marryin’ Bailee in a couple hours. Need you at the house to help get her ready.”

Emmy Lou squeals, and I pull my phone away with a grimace.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. We’ll be there soon.”

“She don’t want a wedding. We’re doin’ the courthouse.”

“Okay. I’ll get her and Lyric ready. What about a dress?”

“Just waitin’ for you to pick them up. Can’t carry them on the bike.”

After ending the call, I head to the clubhouse to let Wraith know what I want planned for Friday night’s party. Three days is plenty of time for me to have Bailee’s property cut made.

Once everything is in place, I head home to get ready.

It’s time to make my Hummingbird my wife.

The moment Bailee steps in front of me in that beautiful ivory dress, I lose all the breath I’d been holding in my lungs.

So fucking beautiful.

And with my little girl prancing in behind my soon-to-be wife, they’re both a sight to fucking behold.

Bailee asked the judge to let us say our own vows, so when it’s time, I clear my throat and squeeze her hands gently. “Never thought I’d want to share such a huge part of my life with someone. You burst into my life, so full of fuckin’ sass and sunshine, settin’ my world upside down. Made me feel things that terrified the hell out of me. Things I rejected and ran from for so long. Our relationship has been damn rocky, baby girl. Put you through things I’m ashamed of and will spend the rest of my life makin’ up for. We got a lifetime together, Lee. Goin’ to love you every day of it and well into my grave.” After I slide her ring on her finger, I lift her hand to my mouth and kiss it. “I love you . . . wife.”

Bailee sniffles. “I think I’ve loved you from the moment I met you. You were this huge, silent force that stomped around growling grumpily at everyone. Then we started being together and it was impossible to stop my feelings from growing. Our time was always short, but I treasured every second. After you broke my heart, I told myself those feelings were gone, but I was simply fooling myself. You were there, tucked deep in my heart. You scare me. You always have. You’ve got the power to destroy me until there’s nothing left. But loving you and being loved by you . . . it’s a risk I’ll take every day. I love you, bossman. More than I ever thought possible.”

She raises my hand and kisses her name on my finger before squatting in front of Lyric. “And you, my little heart song. I’m not only gaining a husband today, I’m also gaining a daughter. My time with you is something I’ll always cherish. Those moments are precious to me. I love you past the moon and beyond the stars, my little bit.”

Lyric’s tears drip down her face. “I love you too, Bee.”

The judge clears his throat when Bailee stands. “By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride, Mr. Richter.”

I cup her face in my hands. “Hello, wife.”

She anchors her fingers around my wrists and beams at me. “Hello, husband.”

And then I do what the judge ordered.

I kiss my motherfucking bride.