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“Lucky?” Aria’s tone is full of concern, her eyes begging me to answer her unasked questions.
“Aria,” I sigh, scrubbing a hand over my face. “We need to talk.”
She swallows, nodding too quickly. “Yes. Talk. Okay.” She squares her shoulders, fortifying herself for bad news. “What are we talking about?”
In just a few steps, I’m standing in front of her with my heart galloping in my chest. My hands rest lightly on her shoulders. “What’s next for you, Aria?”
Her blonde brows dip, confusion forming a scowl on her face. “What do you mean?”
I sigh. “What I mean, Aria, is what do you want for yourself? What do you want your future to look like?” I can’t get my fucking words out right, and it’s pissing me off. “Look, Geoffrey will likely resurface any day now with Birmingham and Rojas in custody. His undercover life is likely over at this point, and right now, you’re pissed off at him.”
“Really fucking pissed off,” she scoffs and looks away.
“Yes, but he is your father. He is the only parent you know, so you need to decide if you’re going to run off with him and start a new life, leaving Aria Morgan behind.”
“Or…” she asks hopefully.
“Or are you going to stay here? With me.” Fuck why are those words so hard to say? I search her face for any sign, any clue to her thoughts.
“You never asked me to stay with you, Lucky.”
Shit, she’s right. “It’s not that—”
“No,” she whispers, pressing two fingers to my lips. “Let me tell you how I feel about you, Lucky. And how I see my future. Then you can tell me if that’s something you might like too. Yeah?”
A slow smile creeps across my face, and I nod, happy to see the fire returning to my girl. Something inside of me loosens, ecstatic to see that the scene from earlier hasn’t stolen her spark. “Yeah, okay, babe. I’m listening.”
“Good.” She raises her chin, using that sexy as fuck, haughty rich girl tone that I find annoying—but her face is adorable. “Because I love you, Lucky. I can’t say for sure when it happened, but all I know is that somewhere along the way, I fell for you. You’re not what I thought you were, at least notjustwhat I thought you were, and I’m so sorry for misjudging you.”
“Aria,” I growl, my heart echoing her feelings. I pull her closer until our foreheads touch. “I don’t need your apologies.”
“Maybe not,” she smiles. “But you’re getting one anyway. I judged you based on stereotypes, but the truth is, you’re my peace, Lucky. Even when you’re giving me shit, pushing me out of my comfort zone, I find my peace with you.”
The smile she hits me with is so bright, so full of love that I’m left speechless for a long moment.
A teasing smirk plays on my lips. “So I’m your peace, huh?”
She nods, her smile growing bigger and brighter by the moment.
“Yes, Biker Boy, you are my peace, and I want to stay here, in Angel Harbor. With you.”
Her hand cradles my face, her touch soft and feminine.
I lean my head into her hold. “That is so fucking good to hear,” I growl, placing a kiss at the center of her palm. “Because I love you too, Princess. More than any words that could come out of my stupid mouth could say. I want you here, with me, for as long as you’ll have me.”
The words rush out of me, and my heart races, shocked that I manage to get the words out without tossing my fucking cookies.
“I’ve got money, Aria, but not the kind of wealth you’re used to.”
She shrugs as if it’s no big deal, but I know that it might be.
“I’m serious, Aria. I love you, and I want a future with you, but I can’t give you a life like the one you’re used to. Is that going to be enough for you?”
“You mean the life that’s been nothing but fucking lies?”
Her words are bitter, but she flashes a smile that’s partially amused.
“I have a lot to learn in this new life of mine, Lucky, including who I really am. Personally, I think you’re the man to help me figure that out.”
