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I reached my hand down into his pants pocket and fished out the key chain. I unlocked the door and locked it after Storm kicked it closed.
He set me on the edge of the bed. “How’s my Angelreallydoing?” He knelt at my feet, removing my brown boots with the cross on the front. My aqua blue socks came off next.
“I’m okay, I guess.” Twisting my lips because we both knew I was lying, I cradled his gorgeous face in my hands and kissed him.
I was uneasy knowing he was leaving on the run. I wasn’t ready to be separated from him for a week. We’d only been apart once since we got together and that was the night before we discovered our real identities. Storm had assured me I would be safe with all the Hunters accounted for. Some were locked up in the county jail, and some were dead.
“Talk to me Angel,” he said against my mouth.
“I’m terrified something will happen to you.”There, just tell him straight up.
He pulled me into his embrace. “I won’t lie to you, baby. These runs are always risky. It’s not like it’s a joy ride. If Hero was stable, I’d let him handle it with a crew of brothers. I can’t take the chance right now. I wish that wasn’t the case.”
I knew it. My gut had been gnawing at me over this the last few days. “Dammit, Storm.” I held onto him for dear life. “I can’t lose you. I won’t survive it.”
“Yes, you will. If I don’t make it back, you’ll live on for our baby.”
Tears filled my eyes as I reared back and shoved him hard in the chest. “Fuck you! You better come back to me. Don’t talk like you might not. Don’t.” I hit his chest again. And again. Storm didn’t budge. He flexed his solid wall of muscles, letting me beat out my frustrations. As my small fists hit his chest it was like he absorbed my fears. Slowly I calmed as his strength seeped into me.I can do this… be strong for my man.
“You know I won’t lie to you. I will do everything possible to return, but I can’t promise you I will.”
I covered my face and cried, shaking my head.So much for being strong.I hated feeling emotionally unstable. Weak and vulnerable. Even if I had a good reason, it wasn’t okay with me. I needed to be able to handle the MC life or Storm might decide I wasn’t fit to be his old lady.
Stupid girl. You know he loves you. He’ll never let you go.My insecurities were getting the better of me.
“Angel… Look at me.” His deep voice soothed the ache in my chest. “I have something to ask you.”
I sniffled, lowering my hands. “What?”
He presented the most beautiful, sparkling diamond solitaire ring. “Will you marry me?”
More tears streamed down my face but this time they were happy ones. I smiled, nodding into his devilishly handsome face, in awe—taken wholly by surprise when just seconds ago I was battling self-doubt.
In his typical, low-key form, there wasn’t a big romantic speech. Nothing poetic. Just him on his knee, staring at me with those gorgeous stormy eyes, so full of love and admiration—and a cocky curl on his tempting lips.
“Is that even a question?” My heart sang as he slid the ring onto my finger. My childhood crush just asked me to marry him. Dreams really did come true.
“Gimme the words, Angel. I need to hear them.”
I dropped onto his lap, throwing my arms around his neck. “Yes, Kaleb, I will marry you.” Everything we were talking about before this moment faded away as our lips connected.
Storm raised to his feet with me in his arms and put me on the bed, breaking our liplock. Without a single word, his heated gaze seared my skin like he was about to ravage me. He was so damn sexy as he removed his clothes—broad chest and corded muscles everywhere. I eyed the club’s patch tattooed on his bicep. There was nothing sexier than this fierce man… the president of a motorcycle club, who loved me. Me.
I was his world just as he was mine.
“You gonna leave that dress on, or do I need to rip it off your luscious body?”
I shivered at his warning tone. He turned me on every minute of every day with his deep, husky voice. Climbing onto my knees before him, I smiled mischievously. “Do what you need to do.”
His eyebrows raised. “I’ll buy you a new dress.” At the neckline, he ripped the fabric all the way down to the hem. The sound made my skin prickle with excitement. Storm tossed my shredded garment aside, and his hot hands were on me. His fingers glided over my legs, torso, and breasts, teasing and driving me wild with the lightest of touches.
I sighed, giving myself over to him. “I love you,” I told him, gripping his large shoulders and dropping my head back.
He kissed my stomach. “Love you too, Angel. Love you both.” He unhooked my bra and licked my nipples, showing both equal attention. I almost collapsed from the sensations spiraling through my body. My nipples had been super sensitive, even painful at times, when he sucked on them. It enhanced our lovemaking—that sting of pain propelling me into deeper levels of climax.
Storm gazed into my eyes, lowering me to the sheets. “I want to get married right away. As soon as I get back from the run.”
I flashed a face-splitting grin. “I’d love that. But I’ll need a few weeks to put something together.”
