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I laugh because, yeah, I can see that. He won't want any of the club there and I've lost my family. Just him and me at the courthouse sounds perfect.

I hum and kiss him, making him groan as my tongue tangles with his. He grinds his jean-covered crotch against me, making my legs tighten around him. He breaks the kiss.

"Just so you know, your nights at the home are ending tomorrow instead of in two weeks. I need you here, baby."

I cut in, "But Jayden—" but he continues over me.

"You can do a few shifts a week, but you need to concentrate on school, and I think you need to quit the café."

I go to move, but he doesn't let me, making me scowl as I snap in frustration at his alpha side. "I need to pay for school."

He nods. "I had an idea." I raise a brow, making him smile. "Hear me out. You get your inheritance when you turn thirty, right?" I nod, and he continues, "Okay, so I'll pay off your tuition, and you just pay me back when you get your inheritance." I go to object, knowing it's a good idea but my pride is a bitch. The ass just kisses me and admits, "I've already paid for it, baby, so it's a done deal. Plus, we'll be married when you get your inheritance, so you won't need to pay me back anyway."

My mouth hangs open in shock, making him grin wide as he bends and kisses my neck.

"I missed you, Shorty," he rasps against my skin, trying to distract me from him overtaking my life without speaking to me first. Of course, it works because I've missed him. I end up moving my head to give him more room, making him smile against me. His lips move down my chest as he lifts up my shirt.

He may think he's gotten away with paying my tuition, but God help him. I think it's time he sees my pranking side, the one that daddy hated so much.

I grin as his lips touch my lower stomach, my body tingling.

Finally, I’m happy.

15

Tats - Two Weeks Later

I smile at my girl's contented sigh.

Fuck, I love her.

We're lying on the couch after having a shower together. She’d decided to start a whipped cream fight out of nowhere, and now we’re watching some old movie I can't even remember the name of, because my whole focus is on the girl lying on top of my body, wearing nothing but my shirt as I gently rub her back.

I place my nose against her head and inhale. Walking in two weeks ago to see her in tears was fucking heart-wrenching.

I knew I'd struggle with killing that guy in front of her; at that moment all I could see was her behind that bar, wearing practically nothing, looking terrified. I saw red.

Afterward, I thought I'd make her stay here so she's close while I sort my fucking head out, trying not to go back to the place where I think she's better without me.

I should have opened my eyes and seen the pain she was going through in my silence, but instead, I was too busy focusing on how to ensure I didn't lose her because of shit I did.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

"I love you," she mumbles sleepily, making me smile.

I reply, "I love you, too."

Having her here full time, no more staying at her apartment two or three nights a week, is perfect. She's made this place her home, put some of her personality around with throw pillows and blankets, including a nice throw in front of the open fire. And I love it.

Even if she has started pranking me, proving she's more lethal than Axel's old lady.

After realizing I’d paid off her tuition, instead of getting angry like I thought she would, we made love, and then the pranks started. It was small at first, so small, I didn't notice it; the odd pink shirt, the funny-tasting toothbrush, and the weird-tasting coffee.

Then the subtle things started getting more noticeable, like when I walked into the clubhouse for church, and the brothers asked why the fuck my cut was bedazzled. Snake actually wondered if I'd pissed Sarah off, knowing this is something she'd do, or Brook?—

a girl Tech had been seeing before he fucked up and allowed his ex to get into his head, no thanks to his momma, one of the old ladies who hated my existence.

And to think this all started out with the Untamed Hell Fire's treasurer, Slicer, and Meghan's little girl, who liked watching a kid's prank show, and decided to try it out.

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