Page 18 of Twist’s Raven (31 Days of Trick or Treat: Biker & Mobster #6)

Chapter Sixteen

I t was still dark out at five a.m. but if they wanted to get back early enough to help with Halloween, they needed to get going soon.

He strummed the guitar. He’d always enjoyed playing and singing. He played the song that Raven had selected to play three times yesterday. He strummed the notes and then softly sang the words to Florida Georgia Line’s H.O.L.Y.

Because he was high on loving her. She’d changed everything for him.

While he sang, she stirred. She rolled toward him, her blonde hair tousled.

Her big gray eyes opened and looked at him with so much love that it brought tears to his eyes.

He’d been searching for her, and he hadn’t realized it until she’d walked into his life.

The glare she’d shot him until she smoothed her features out the first time they met would be one of the memories he cherished. He sang the chorus again.

Their life wouldn’t be easy. The path Raven and the Honey Creek Badgers MC had chosen would require diligence and sacrifice. But for her, he’d give up whatever he needed to.

He wondered if Raven wanted kids. A little girl with blonde pigtails like Raven, learning to work on motorcycles or falling in love with meteorology.

His life was full, and he was thankful he’d consumed too much coffee while storm chasing and had to pull into that rest stop right when Raven was there.

A small change and he could have missed out on the woman he couldn’t imagine life without.

He’d asked Booker, Lexi, Maureen, and Compass to come for Halloween.

He needed to text them and have Booker get Twist’s mother’s ring out of his room.

Life was too short to waste even a moment.

He’d talk to Raven’s dad and mom today and lock down his woman tonight before she had second thoughts.

Raven waited until he strummed the last note before she scooted out from under the covers, grabbing his extra shirt and slipping it on before sitting beside him.

“I like hearing you sing and play,” she whispered.

“I like waking up beside you. Shall we get dressed and get on the road? I don’t want you to miss out on anything. For the parade, how do you want to ride?” he asked. He’d do whatever she wanted because part of tonight was honoring her friend’s favorite holiday.

“I usually ride myself, but I want to be able to ride with my man like Hoax does. Is that okay?” she asked.

“Okay? It’s fucking fantastic,” he said, tasting her lips before getting dressed. He had a lot to accomplish today.