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The girls start to walk up the aisle one by one, Ella first, followed by Shaniya, then Grace, Maddy, and an unimpressed-looking Rogue.
They’re all wearing matching baby blue summer dresses that Lydia picked out herself.
“Alex was talking last night…” Squealer whispers.
“And?”
“And I don’t think you’re doing me no favors with this bullshit,” he tells me as we watch his old lady start to walk down the aisle. “I got VP’s old lady flashing the Starship Enterprise on her finger, and now this shit show. It’s giving Alex ideas.”
“I think you're already pretty tied up there.” I can’t help smiling as Alex waddles toward us.
“I get that. I wouldn't have it any other way. But I hate these kinda things. They get me nervous. We don’t need a… Damn, she’s looking hot.” My brother gets distracted from his rant and smiles when Alex gets closer.
“Hey Baby Mama.” He kisses her when she makes it to stand beside him, and then all the eyes go to the back of the room, including mine.
When Lydia steps into the barn, I get struck straight in the chest. She looks stunning in the white dress she’s wearing. It ain’t a traditional wedding dress, but it’s white, pretty and the way she’s wearing her hair makes her look far too pure and innocent for a man like me.
I remain static as I watch her come toward me, fully prepared to give herself to me for the rest of her life.
Lydia’s made me view the world differently. She bursts with positivity and hope. And I vowed before I came here today to dedicate my life to her and that I’ll never let my past cast a shadow over her.
My girl deserves to shine.
The priest, once accused of five counts of fraud and gun trafficking, does his thing, and Lydia listens intently as he talks to God and asks him for his blessing. Me, I stare mesmerized by the woman who’s about to become my wife and make a thousand promises to her in my head.
She could ask me for anything. There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to her, because in the little time I’ve had her in my life, she’s given me everything.
We say our vows, we exchange rings, and I kiss her when the Priest tells me I should.
The small congregation behind us goes wild, all my brothers and the women they’ve fallen in love with clapping their hands and cheering us as we turn around to face them. My brother wraps his huge arm around my neck and damn near strangles me, while Alex embraces Lydia with such excitement you’d think they’ve known each other for a lifetime.
And suddenly it hits me… An overwhelming, warm sensation that makes my skin tingle. I even feel in the depths of my soul where usually only the bad things lurk.
This… right here, is happiness.
These people have been around me for years. Squealer, my club brothers, and the women they share their lives with. They haven’t changed.
They’ve always been here for me, caring for me through my silence and tolerating all the hate I had for the world. It’s just taken the woman beside me to make me appreciate them.
“I’m yours forever now, Cade Harrison,” Lydia stretches onto her toes and whispers into my ear, placing one of her delicate little kisses on my cheek.
“We’re gonna be okay, aren’t we?” She smiles at me with such strong confidence.
“We’re gonna be just fine, Mrs. Harrison.” It’s a promise I can make solidly because, with these people around us, and all the love I got for her, it’s impossible for there to be any other outcome.
I look at my wife, bring her hand up to my lips and kiss the wedding band on her finger.
“I love you,” I tell her, not giving a shit who hears me.
It’s real, it hurts like hell, but there ain’t no other alternative because I could never be without her
Lydia Harrison is no longer the girl I saved. She’s the woman who saved me. The woman who rescued my tortured soul from damnation and brought me to the light. And I’m the lucky son of a bitch that gets to keep her forever.
“A word, Prez.” I’m laying the table when Thorne steps into my kitchen. Usually, I go to Ella’s for Sunday dinner, but this week I’m giving her a break and hosting it here. With a little help from Marilyn.
“Where you heading?” I’ve already guessed why he’s here. I know my men, and I know they got itchy feet.
Thorne’s have been burning in the sand since his sister rocked up. I don’t think he’s looked his best friend in the eye since.
