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“For you. This is for our family. When we add to it, I’ll get more ink on that side.”
“Our family,” I echoed. He nodded and slipped his shirt back on, then gently took his cut back from me and shrugged it back in place. “I love you,” I told him. Then I put my hand over the place where he got a tattoo that symbolized us, and I smiled up at him. “I want one that matches.”
“And what will the stars say on yours?” He was teasing, so I figured I’d give it right back to him.
“Dipshit.” I nodded my head as he stood there, mouth agape. “Yep. That’s for sure what it should say, and everyone will know it’s for you.” I giggled and took advantage of him being momentarily stunned as I ran. I only made it a few steps away before he caught up to me and flipped me up and over his shoulder.
“No fair!” I yelped as he ran the rest of the way to the house and up the three steps to the porch before he set me back on my feet.
“How about we go see the inside of your house now?”
“Our house,” I corrected. “Let’s go seeourhouse.”
“Yeah, sweetness. Love the sound of that.”
I did, too. Our timing might not have been right at first. We both had to go through some things to realize that our pasts, our parents, didn’t get to dictate who we were as individuals, or who we were to each other. We had already wasted enough time on overcoming our past. The only way to a happy future was to live each moment in our present as if another wasn’t promised us. That was what I intended to do.
“Sweetness?” Breakneck questioned as he got ready to open the door to our house – our future.
“Yes?”
“Happy birthday.”
He opened the door and my new family yelled out, “Surprise!” The impact of them all being here, of Breakneck gifting me this house, on my birthday, knocked me back a step. Breakneck reached out and pulled me into his arms so that my backside was plastered to his front, then he walked us into our forever. My birthday wish come true.
A home.
A family.
And so much love.
After getting a round of hugs from everyone, along with well wishes for my birthday, my father pulled me aside. “I wanted to give you your present away from the others. It’s a little unconventional, and I don’t think they know yet, but…” He pulled a folded newspaper from behind his back as I stared at him curiously.
“Well, like I said, it’s a bit unconventional for a birthday gift, but I thought you might like it anyway.” He handed me the paper and we stood there like that, mid-transfer, staring into one another’s eyes as I tried to figure out what he was telling me without saying it.
When it became apparent that he wouldn’t give anything else away without me looking at his gift, I finally pulled it from him and glanced down. Breakneck made his way to stand behind me just as the headline caught my attention.
“What’s going on?” He asked my father as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Giving my daughter her birthday present.”
Breakneck pulled tighter against me and then leaned over my shoulder to see what the hell my father was talking about.
Local Gang Member Killed in Brutal Street Fight.
There was a picture of Malcolm Larson front and center and when I read about the supposed brutal street fight, that there were no witnesses, cameras, or leads as to who might have done it, I glanced back up at my father and knew instantly. One look at his fingers, his knuckles to be specific, told me everything I needed to know. How had I missed that when he handed me the paper?
“You did this,” I whispered.
“Your safety is my gift for you.” He handed over a sticky note to Breakneck. “Her continued safety is my gift toyou, as well.” My father informed him. “The rest of the club will probably want to share, though.” Dad stated as Breakneck looked down at the note.
“Fuck me,” Breakneck hissed. Then he kissed the side of my head and ran off to go show the rest of the MC the gift my father had just given us. Beating Malcolm Larson to death had served more than one purpose, and apparently we now knew where the rest of his rotten club were hiding out.
“I love you, Dad.”
“Love you, too, Nova-girl. Never going to let anyone hurt you ever again.”
“Thank you,” I whispered into his chest as he pulled me in for a hug.
