Page 28 of Until Easton

"Are you saying you're okay with Easton and I being together? Even though it happened so fast?"

"Becca, I married your grandmother three weeks after we met. What do you think? And your parents were married within two months of meeting. So what can I say? It's the Connelly way." We both laugh at his statement. "Go with your heart, baby girl. The rest will fall into place."

About an hour later, I'm getting ready to set the table when I spot Easton through the window as he climbs the steps where he stops to talk to my grandfather, who is sitting on the porch. Turning the gravy down on low, I make my way out to them. "Hey," I say when I open the screen door. "Supper is done, and I'm just about to set the table.

"Hey, baby." Easton kisses me. "Mind if I jump in the shower first?"

It's then I notice Easton is covered in dirt. "I…" I go to say, but I'm cut off when the rumble of rolling thunder sounds in the distance. And it sounds like it's getting closer. "What in the world is that?" I ask.

"Fuck," Easton growls.

I look over at him to see he has his head hung while shaking it. It can't be too bad of a thing because he's also smiling.

"I should have known."

"Should have known what?"

My question goes unanswered by Easton but is answered when I follow his gaze. Coming up the long dirt road leading to the house are nine motorcycles. And I swear I can feel the ground beneath my feet vibrate as they approach.

Grandpa comes to stand beside Easton. "I'm assuming you know who these people are, son."

Easton nods. "Yes, sir." He then turns to me. "Well, Red, time to meet my family."

Easton grabs my hand, forcing me to follow him down the steps. "Wait! What are you talking about?"

"My family, baby."

Holy crap. This is the MC family he was telling me about.

Easton and I stop at the edge of the yard in front of the house, and I watch as all nine bikes park in front of us. I pay close attention to Easton and notice how his face lights up when he spots one person in particular. A woman climbs off the back of one of the motorcycles, removes her helmet, and the moment she turns toward us, I know she is Easton's sister. Though she has blonde hair, the features are similar. The woman doesn't waste a second before she's throwing herself at Easton. Refusing to let go of my hand, Easton embraces her with the other. "I should have known your nosy ass would show up like this."

The woman laughs.

The two break apart, and when they do, I'm suddenly the focus of her attention. "From the way my brother refuses to let you go, I'm going to assume you're Becca."

"You would be right. And you're Emerson." I give her a warm smile.

"It's nice to meet you, Becca." But then, Emerson does something that shocks the hell out of me; she hugs me.

"Nice to meet you, too."

When Emerson steps away, my eyes land on the people lingering behind her, and I'm pretty sure I don't do an excellent job at hiding my reaction because the only way to describe the men in front of me is scary hot. Damn!

The first man to speak is someone who exudes authority and confidence. He looks intimidating and a tad scary with his height, large frame, and bushy beard, but his blue eyes hold kindness.

"Jake," Easton greets him.

"Good to see ya, brother." Jake steps forward and gives Easton a handshake. Standing beside him is a woman with bright red hair and a warm motherly smile.

Easton then goes about introducing me to everyone.

"Baby, this is Jake and his wife, Grace. Behind him is Logan and his wife, Bella." Both Grace and Bella smile and wave.

Easton continues by pointing to the dark-haired man standing beside Logan with his arm around a blonde woman. "That's Gabriel and his wife, Alba. Then, standing to his left, is Reid and his woman Mila."

Reid is just as good-looking as the rest of the men, and I totally dig the shaved head and tattoos on his skull.

"Behind Reid are Austin and his wife, Lelani. And over there," he nods to his left, saying, "are Sam and Sofia. Then the other two are Blake and Grey." Easton pauses with his introduction then starts looking around. "Where is Quinn?"