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“Geez,” Scribe smirked. “Maybe I should have made sure you got laid instead. Kind of grouchy for a man about to marry Venom.”
The second the music started, everyone turned as Skylar walked out the back door of the clubhouse. With a death grip on her brother, who looked pissed and cursing up a storm.
“I ain’t a chick. I’m not throwin’ shit!”
“Cameron, if you don’t shut up,” Skylar chastised, holding onto him tighter as she dragged him down the aisle.
“This blows! You said if I stayed clean, I could have cake. I’m clean. I didn’t sign up for this crap!”
Frank rolled his eyes as he scooped up the foul-mouthed brat, handing him a hostess cake to appease him. Smiling at the big brother, Skylar finished walking the rest of the way without incident. She looked absolutely beautiful in her pretty yellow dress.
Smiling at me, she took her place, as we all watched as it was Sarah’s turn to walk down the aisle. Unlike Skylar, Sarah made it down the aisle with no fanfare.
The music changed, and everyone stood.
The second the bride showed herself, I swear King damn near lost his footing and almost dropped to his knees if Gunner and I hadn’t caught him. The look on his face as the love of his life appeared was something I would remember for the rest of my life. It was the same look I knew I wore every time I saw Skylar, and when Gunner looked at Sarah.
Pure, unadulterated love.
The bride’s unconventional style shone through as she wore a white lace corset, a black leather miniskirt, and black combat boots for her wedding.
She looked fucking spectacular, as only Bailey could.
But what shocked everyone was the man walking the bride down the aisle. With her father Dog no longer with us, Montana Stone stood proudly in his place.
“Did you know he was going to be here?” Gunner whispered.
“No,” I muttered. “I thought Jamison was going to walk her.”
“King.”
“Montana.”
“I’m here,” Bailey said with a conspiratorial smirk on her face. “And I’m smiling.”
“I see that,Cupcake,” King said, looking at Montana, who was barely holding in his laughter.
“You sure about this King?” the President of the Soulless Sinners asked. “Because Venom can be a handful.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be asking her that?” King challenged.
“Nope. Not worried about Venom. You, on the other hand, are not as young as you once were.”
King growled as Montana laughed boisterously.
Kissing Venom on the forehead, he quickly handed over the bride to the groom before taking a seat next to a beautiful blonde, who happily handed over the toddler in her arms.
The ceremony went about as well as expected, with Scribe doing the honors. Well, until he went off script, that was.
“Bailey is my best girl. Was from the first moment I saw every inch of her delectable body. Gotta say, King, you are one lucky son of a bitch.”
King growled as everyone chuckled.
“Anyway, when Bails asked me to do the honors, I jumped at the chance. It’s not every day I get to give my best girl to a stand-up guy. A man I fought with, bled with, and now proudly call my Prez. But as I stand here, looking at them, I figure now is the perfect time to put all secrets to rest.”
“Scribe,” Venom growled, her eyes narrowing.
However, Scribe refused to be deterred and carried on. “As we all know, Venom is hands down the best tattoo artist in the world but doesn’t have one inch of ink on her virgin skin.”
