Page 20 of Twist’s Raven (31 Days of Trick or Treat: Biker & Mobster #6)

Chapter Eighteen

T wist finished wrapping the last present.

The week before their wedding had flown by.

He grinned at his girl’s antics of a low-key wedding.

They’d been waiting at the office for it to open on Monday morning to get their wedding license.

After that, they’d picked up breakfast from Annie’s Bakery and rode to the park to relax a little.

As soon as he’d found out about the shortened time before their wedding, Twist had instructed Snipe to buy all the items and pay for expedited shipping. The last item had arrived that morning .

He placed the presents in the closet of the RV. Booker and Lexi had brought their RV for Twist and Raven to use for their trip. Booker just suggested Twist not make an outdoor breakfast for Raven if he was in Yellowstone. Twist still chuckled at the video of Booker and the bison in Yellowstone.

He and Raven were taking a road trip for their honeymoon, along with some storm chasing. The RV could tow Storm Sweeper, so they’d be prepared for anything.

They’d picked places to visit that they’d enjoy.

There were some historical sites, places to buy Legos, and a couple Harley shops.

He loved his motorcycle but since his didn’t have a comfortable place for Raven, he’d been planning on having it modified.

She’d nixed that and said she liked the amount of storage he had if she wanted to ride her own motorcycle for trips.

Instead, they were stopping at a couple Harley dealerships to purchase a new one or new-to-them one that they could both be comfortable on.

“It’s time,” Booker yelled from the doorway.

Despite it being short notice, a large amount of his Bluff Creek family had made the trip, plus some of his friends in the Saint’s Outlaws.

He checked in the mirror one more time to make sure his cut was good. He’d received his cut on Wednesday. Due to the co-ed nature of the club, he and Raven had done what Hoax and Mace did. Each had a Property of patch on their cut.

He walked out into the sunshine and toward her family’s barn.

Raven’s dad had moved his classic cars so they could use the barn for the wedding.

Seats had been set up, but a large number of people were standing along the back and the side walls.

He smiled at Dex sitting by Fury. When Dex had arrived on Wednesday, he’d picked up the gun range’s order in Kansas City before arriving.

Fury had been with the ATF before leaving, so she knew her guns.

They’d spent the morning checking out some of the ones that were used.

She’d been quite impressed with Dex being able to shoot accurately with either hand.

But then, that’s where his name had come from.

He and Raven had decided not to have anyone stand up with them. Otherwise, it would be the whole club because she couldn’t choose. Her dad was walking her down the aisle.

Daydream’s little boy was their ring bearer. He ran up to Twist holding the box they had the rings in .

“I gots them,” Lane Jr. said.

“You do. I appreciate you keeping them safe,” Twist said, bending down. Raven was close with the kids. She and Twist had babysat the kids on Tuesday.

Twist wiped his palms on his jeans. He really needed this wedding to start because he was getting nervous.

Hoax walked to the front and picked up the mic. Raven had picked the song but wouldn’t share it with Twist. She’d said she’d found it and realized it fit how she loved him.

The notes started and he tried to place the song.

After a couple notes, he recognized the song as one of the ones Raven loved by Rachel Platten.

But then he forgot about the song because Raven was walking toward him in her jeans, motorcycle boots, and a pink V-neck top underneath her cut.

She carried a bouquet of pink roses. He understood the significance of that.

Pink roses had been Charity’s favorite flowers.

Her blonde hair was down around her shoulders, which he loved because he liked being able to sift his fingers through it. He couldn’t help but smile. Raven was grinning at him, her love shining from her eyes.

She reached him and placed her hand in his. She handed the roses to her dad to keep.

“It really is a better place since you came into my life. Thank you, Twist,” Raven said softly.

He couldn’t stop the tears from leaking from his eyes any more than he could stop loving this woman.

Raven smiled at Twist’s reaction to her words and the song. Once she’d heard Rachel Platten’s Better Place , it was the song she had to use. Her life was better with Twist in it, and the song said exactly how she felt about him.

Today was bittersweet. She was getting the man she loved and couldn’t imagine life without. He supported why their MC had been formed and what their mission was, but as happy as she was, she still missed her friend.

But the best way to honor her friend was to live the life she was given to the fullest. To drink up every drop of happiness. To savor each second she was gifted with Twist.

The words they pledged set the tone for their life, but if you asked her ten years from now what she’d remember about her wedding, she’d tell you it was the absolute love that she could see in Twist’s eyes.

She’d remember his hand reaching to hold her cheek as he sealed their union with a kiss—the warmth of his tongue tangling with hers, knowing he was hers and she was his.

The minister announced them as Britt and Max Graham. The roar from their friends filled the barn. She and Twist walked down the aisle, stopping to thank people for coming.

She paused at the Saint’s Outlaws’ rows. “Thank you so much for being here,” Raven said.

“We’re happy everything turned out. I hear you’re storm chasing on your honeymoon,” Pit said.

“Yes, we are. It will be just us, but next time, I told Twist we need to take Stinger with us. Views and subscribers surged after the last one. It would really spread the channel,” Raven said, snickering.

“Seriously. I thought you were nice, Raven,” Stinger whined.

She chuckled as she and Twist moved down the aisle.

“Thanks for the use of the RV, Booker,” Twist said.

Raven liked Lexi and Maureen. From their recommendations, she’d found a couple new authors to try, and they were looking at going to a book signing in the spring.

“No problem. Hope you have a great time,” Booker said.

Twist leaned closer to her as they got to the back rows. “Love you, Raven,” he said.

“Twist, Raven, congratulations,” War, the President of Bluff Creek Brotherhood MC, said .

“Thank you, and thank you for making the trip,” Raven said.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Remi, his wife, said, holding their daughter, Amelia.

Seeing the three-month-old made Raven long for her own little one.

She and Twist had discussed so many topics this week, with babies being one of them.

They were ditching the condoms and were going to let nature take its course.

With both of them in their forties, they didn’t want to waste a moment.

Once they got through the aisles, instead of leading her to the reception area under the tent, Twist took her to the RV.

“I want to give you your wedding gift before the reception because I’m excited for you to see it. I can’t wait,” he said .

“When we have kids, are you going to be the parent that hands them a gift from under the tree early?” she asked, waiting while Twist pulled items out of a closet.

“Umm, probably. So we should just buy extras and give them one the day before or maybe one a week in December?” he said, placing the nine packages on the table.

He motioned for her to sit so she did.

“Does it matter which is first?” she asked.

“Nope. Just choose one,” Twist said.

She ripped the paper off and stared at the box. It was the Lego soccer stadium she’d been watching. It had sold for six hundred dollars. She stared at Twist.

“How?” she asked.

“I gave Snipe my credit card and told him what I wanted. I knew as much as we’re together that you’d see me online searching or bidding for stuff,” he said .

He couldn’t have picked anything she would love more for a present. He bought something he knew she loved. She wasted no time unwrapping the other gifts, oohing and aahing over each one.

Her favorite one was the Lego Harley Davidson Fat Boy because it made her remember how they met and their first motorcycle ride.

She stood up and walked around the table, leaning up to kiss him.

“I love you, Maxwell “Twist” Graham, and I hope any kids we have get your kind heart. I’m so glad you interfered in that quest,” she said.

His arms wrapped around her, tugging her flush against him.

“Me too. Sometimes a chance meeting can change your life. I’m thankful you changed mine,” he said, claiming her lips. She wondered if they’d have time for a quickie before the reception.

Loud banging on the door had her guessing they wouldn’t, but she’d have him all alone on their trip.

“To be continued,” he said.

Raven nodded. She’d follow him anywhere.