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A shiver tears through me at the dark promise of his words. “Yes, please.”
“All right, my badass biker bitch, what’s your poison? Tequila or tequila?”
“Hmm,” I tap my chin a few times, thinking. “How about tequila with a tequila chaser?”
“Good choice,” he whispers and kisses my cheek before signaling the girl behind the bar. “So, what’s on your mind, Aria?”
I blink up at him, surprised at his question. “I was just thinking about Frannie. I miss her.”
“She’s a good friend. She threatened bodily harm if I didn’t treat you right. I promised her I would treat you like the princess you are.”
I smile at his words. “I really fucking love you, Lucky.”
“That’s because you have excellent taste.” He grabs two shot glasses, handing one to me. “To kicking ass and falling in love.”
I smile as warmth fills every inch of my body. “Hear, hear!” We clink our glasses together with a laugh and slam the shots back. “Oh fuck, that is not smooth!”
Lucky laughs and puts a beer bottle in my hand. “That’s what I get for falling in love with a princess.”
“You’re stuck with me now,” I shoot back after a long sip of cold beer.
“No one else I’d rather be stuck with, babe.”
I lean into him, burying my face in his chest, wanting to soak up every moment. I wish I could preserve this feeling forever, but reality reminds me it’s fleeting. So, we hold each other, only pulling apart to take another shot and crack open another beer.
I turn my gaze to the clubhouse where girls are dancing, guys are shooting darts and talking shit—it’s a big family gathering, and though the family is unconventional, their bond is unbreakable. Their love for each other even stronger.
And I’m now a part of it all.
“Oh shit,” I mutter when I spot a familiar figure chatting in the corner with Ace. “Did you know he was going to be here?”
Lucky follows my gaze, and I can feel him tense up as he stands to his full height. “If I did, I would have told you.”
I’m stuck to the spot but unable to look away from the man I loved my whole life, even when I hated him. The man who lied to me about everything, but I still loved and worried about. My father.
He looks up, and our eyes meet, and I know this is the first step in starting this new phase of my life. “I’m going to go talk to him.”
“Are you sure? You want me to go with you?”
“No, I need to do this on my own,” I say, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach.
“If you need me, I’m right here, babe.”
“I know. Thanks.” I brush a soft kiss to his lips and muster up the courage to walk over and greet my father, ignoring the way my heart is racing like a wild cheetah.
“Daddy,” I whisper, the word barely passing my lips.
He looks at me, and a hint of relief passes over his face as if he wasn’t sure I was alive or even still here. “Aria.” He says my name with so much emotion that I have to fight back tears.
“We have a lot to talk about.”
“We do.” He nods and takes a deep breath before beginning, “I love you, Aria. Never doubt that.”
“But you lied,” I say, although inside, there is so much more that I want to say.
He scrubs a hand over his face, releasing a long sigh. “I did.”
“Why?” I ask, trying to keep the tears from falling.
