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“If you need help figuring out how to be poor, I’m definitely your man, babe.”

Her head falls back, and laughter spills out of her lush mouth.

“Not poor, Lucky. But maybe not living in mansion-level wealth. Besides, I’m going to be the baddest, most kickass biker chick this MC has ever seen.”

I chuckle at her confident words as I lean in, brushing a soft kiss to her lips that quickly turns hot and frantic, heated and hungry, and out of fucking control. I pull back slightly and nip her ear lobe before whispering in her ear, “I love you, Aria and nothing would make me happier than having you stay here with me.”

Her body relaxes into me and she tightens her arms around me, hugging me closer. “That’s what I want too, Lucky.”

“Perfect.” I kiss that tender spot behind her ear and down the column of her neck until she’s shivering with need in my arms. “You and me, Aria.”

“You and me,” she moans as she arches into me.

An obnoxiously loud rapping on the door pulls us apart. “What the fuck,” I growl and glare at the door as if the person on the other side will go the fuck away. “Yeah? What?”

Gia laughs as if she knows exactly what she’s done. “Come on out, love birds. It’s time to party.”

“Party?” Aria looks to me for answers. “What are we celebrating?”

I shrug and pretend that I have no fucking clue. “We’re always partying around here. The clubhouse is pretty much party central.”

Another sharp knock sounds on the door. Gia says through the door, “We’re celebrating being alive. Being in love. Surviving another shit show. Does there need to be more?”

No. There didn’t need to be anything more than that. I smile and pull Aria flush against me. “That’s something I’m in the mood to celebrate, How about you Princess?”

She smiles, tapping her chin like she’s deep in thought. “That depends. Are we still on for later?”

I nod slowly, peppering her lips with soft kisses. “Bet your sexy fucking ass we are.”

She purrs deep in her throat before stepping out of my grasp. “Then I better get ready. I can’t attend a party looking like this.”

I frown and shake my head. “You look beautiful. You always do.”

She smiles and rolls her eyes at the same time. “Yeah, well, you’re in love with me. Wait until you see me. Later.”

There’s that fucking word again. “Later, then.” It couldn’t come soon enough.

CHAPTERTHIRTY-TWO

Aria

I take my spot at Lucky’s side for the first time, officially anyway, and let out a shaky breath. I’m nervous and feel like I’m about to vomit.

Whoa, this is my life now, and I’m not just a casual observer anymore. This is Lucky’s life and mine too, which is weird to think, but then his fingers weave through mine, and just like that, all my thoughts settle.

He’s my peace.

“Don’t be nervous,” he leans over and whispers in my ear. “You look good enough to eat, which I will be doing later, and there’s nothing to worry about.”

“Easy for you to say. These are your people,” I shoot back quickly.

“Your people too, now,” he reminds me, brushing a whisper-soft kiss against my cheek. “Come on. It’s time to meet the guys.”

I frown, digging my strappy stilettos into the floor, trying to buy some time. “I’ve already met the guys.”

“Yeah, but that was different,” Lucky counters, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “now you’re meeting them as my ol’ lady. It’s a big deal. So, move your fabulous ass, Princess.”

What kind of woman would argue with that?

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