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EVERLEIGH
For some reason, I feel as if I’m floating through the clouds with my arms wide open and I have no care in the world. I don’t think I’ve ever in my life felt so free. So safe. It’s a wonderful feeling, and I don’t want to lose it. But I know I’ve got to come back to reality sooner than later.
The whole wedding festivities will be something I never forget. I don’t think any of us will. All of my friends had talked about weddings growing up, and big flashy ordeals are not who any of us are. So, Vegas was great, and even better we’re all married on the same day, meaning it’s something we all get to share. At first, I was weary of the whole plan, but after talking to my girls, they made me open my eyes to the light and stop thinking about the what-ifs.
I let go the rest of the time we were in Vegas, but now is now, and I need to think of all that we could be facing. That and the fact Daemon doesn’t know about my past. What I went through. What I lost.
Any time I think of the baby that was taken from me causes my heart to ache. I start to question where he is and how he’s doing. I was never able to find him, no matter how much I searched. My mother, father, and uncle made sure there was no documentations on him for me to happen upon.
“Sugar, you okay?” Daemon asks, getting my attention.
I turn from looking out the window of our hotel room, coming out of my head. I give him a small smile and nod. “I’m okay. Just enjoying the view of The Strip one last time before we head out,” I answer as I take him in dressed only in a towel.
Daemon seems to take my answer for the time being, but he does this with a shake of his head and moves to his bag. I bite my lower lip and watch in admiration when he drops the towel, and I get a view of all that’s him.
God knows, he’s beautiful. Tattoos across his chest, on the inside of his forearms, and the one that stretches along his back with the Satan’s Keepers MC logo. Then there are those abs I love to run my nails across. Damn, if I think any further, I’ll end up jumping him as I want to. I follow his movements, my eyes glued to him as he pulls on a pair of jeans and grabs a black tee. He finally looks back in my direction with a knowing smirk.
“Better get ready, baby, otherwise, we ain’t gonna be leaving, and we gotta be getting on the road. Hendrik’s waiting on us,” he announces.
Anxiety attempts to take hold of me at the mention of his son. I love Hendrik. He’s a great kid, and I love how he and the Daemon are together, but what if he hates me? I know what Daemon said but still. I don’t know how he’ll take all of this. More than that, I’m scared of the thought of helping to raise the boy when I couldn’t even keep my own baby. I wasn’t able to protect him from being taken from me as I should have.
“Everleigh,” Daemon calls, moving in my direction.
I shake my head trying to skirt around him, but this plan is fuddled by him moving faster than me and pulling me into his arms.
“Talk to me.”
“About what?”
Please don’t ask me to tell you what’s in my head.
“Come on, baby, I know you better than that.”
“I’m fine,” I lie. “We have to get moving.”
“Styxx and Scythe put together a file on you and Josephine after the bullshit with Juniper,” he informs me like it’s an everyday type of news to drop on someone. I mean, I shouldn’t be surprised those two would do that. They’d want to know if anything else was gonna come at the club. “They didn’t share any of it with anyone until you ran. And then only Reaper, Angel, Tombstone, and I read through it. We’re the only ones who know what’s in it.”
I swallow back the bile that threatens to choke me. “You know, don’t you?” I croak, unable to meet his gaze. I already know the answer and it hurts that he knows the humiliation of my life and that I lost something I love so much.
“Yeah, Everleigh, I know, and it guts me what you went through. It explains a lot about who you are and the way you protect yourself by keeping an arm up to hold others at a distance,” he remarks while sliding a hand through my hair, tangling in the strands. “I get the pain you went through, and it makes me far more protective of you than I already feel. I won’t let you go through any more if I can help it. I meant what I said when I tied you to me, Evs.”
I love when he calls me that. That and sugar. Though all the guys use Evs, hearing it from him means much more.
“Daemon,” I whisper, slowly tilting my head back to lock eyes with him. My lips part slightly, and I release a shallow breath. “I never wanted anyone to know how weak I am.”
“You’re not weak, Everleigh, and no one sees you in that light,” he grumbles. “You lost your baby because you were young and unable to escape the hold those bastards had on you.”
“But . . .”
“No buts to it. I’m not a kid who they can bully or torment. I’m a hell of a lot smarter and won’t let them get the drop on me.”
I can’t help but flinch at what he’s emphasizing. Case was young and he wanted to help me. We thought we had it figured out, but they still got to him.
“And Everleigh, sugar, I’m gonna do my best to help you find that boy. He should have never been taken from you. It’s not right. You’d be a great mom, and I want you to know that. Hell, Hendrik thinks you’re the shit. He loves hanging out with you.”
“He does?” I blurt. The last of the walls around my heart crumple, shattering into a million little pieces. This man holds my heart and has from the moment I met him.
“Damn right, any time he comes to the clubhouse, he asks if you’re gonna be there.” Daemon grins.
