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Our eyes were locked on each other, and the love and admiration in his made my heart beat faster.
Fender had changed, and all because of the things that went down the past couple of months. It made me think. If they never found out about Woodrow keeping something so important from the club, would Fender and I ever have fallen in love?
I hated the thought of us not belonging together, and that our love was just the outcome of someone’s else’s mistakes.
“You’re frowning,” he said as his own brows furrowed. “What’s on your mind, baby?”
I sucked in my bottom lip and chewed on it. He wouldn’t be too happy about my theories so I decided to keep them to myself. “It’s nothing. I’m just…happy. I haven’t been this happy in a very long time.”
His body relaxed, and he moved his hand from my pussy to my tits. The man just couldn’t keep his hands off me. But I wasn’t complaining. I loved his hands on my body.
He pinched my nipple as a smile spread across his face. “I’m glad to hear that. I’m pretty damn happy myself.”
I laughed softly and placed a kiss to his lips. I knew what this was going to turn into, and I let it happen.
He moved over me and cupped both my tits with his hands. He squeezed them together until my nipples almost touched, and after taking in that sight, he lowered his head and kissed both nipples before pulling one into his mouth.
He wasn’t joking when he said he’s obsessed with my breasts. He wouldn’t stop playing with them, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to stop him.
I moaned and threw my head back into the pillow, closing my eyes and enjoying this moment. It was still early, and I knew Fender wouldn’t want to leave this bedroom anytime soon.
I was okay with that. I wasn’t ready to face anyone just yet. Not after the night I spent crying out Fender’s name for hours.
***
I felt my cheeks heat up the moment we turned the corner and faced everyone who was sitting at the large table. They were eating already, and I tried my best to ignore all the smirking and chuckling coming from the guys.
Fender didn’t help. He laughed as he looked at me, then he squeezed my hand and leaned in closer to whisper to me. “Just ignore them.”
That wasn’t easy. They’d start teasing me the second I’d sit down.
I pressed my lips into a thin line and sighed quietly, and after collecting enough confidence, I finally looked up.
JT was impatiently waiting for the moment I met his eyes, and once I did, he immediately spoke. “Someone’s had a good night. Surprised you’re still able to walk.”
I rolled my eyes but found myself holding back a laugh. I was struggling quite a bit to walk, actually.
“I’m more surprised the big guy is still standing,” Tiny said, smirking at Fender. “Will you ever recover from that night?”
So they all heard us. Were they just awake the whole night or were we so loud that they couldn’t fall asleep to begin with?
Either way, they all knew what we did upstairs, and there was no way to deny it.
“Don’t think I’ll recover from her ever. In general,” Fender said, looking down at me with eyes I loved so much. He didn’t need to explain himself. It was all clear to me. He was in love with me.
He leaned in and kissed me in front of everyone. In front of his brothers, old ladies, and sweet butts. He was making it clear to everyone that I belonged to him.
I smiled into the kiss and held on to his cut so my knees wouldn’t give out.
I had lost people in my life that I had once loved and trusted. People who were my family. Who raised me. And while there was no guarantee that any of that wouldn’t happen again, I wasn’t taking anything or anyone for granted. I would trust my instinct and listen to my heart. And most of all, I would stand by the man I loved most.
EPILOGUE
FENDER
three weeks later
She was still hurting.
