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I slept right through Tucker going down to church and claiming me yesterday morning, not that I would have been allowed to be there anyway. From what Tucker told me, the only person who wasn’t on board with me being there was Clutch. I’m not surprised considering Tucker told me how he felt like my skimming was a personal affront to him given his position in the club.
I’m hoping I can help heal the wound I’ve caused a little bit tonight.
I’ve only just arrived here, but I already know that I don’t want to go back. I can see so clearly that this is where my future is. I’m meant to be with Tucker. I’m meant to be here with these men as my family.
My knees feel weak when Tucker steps out of the bathroom looking hot as hell, a smirk gracing his lips as he looks over my outfit. I wasn’t sure what to wear to a biker New Year’s Eve party, but jeans and a sparkly top felt appropriate.
He holds his hand out to me, and I don’t hesitate to take it. “It’ll be fine,” he assures me, knowing I’m a nervous wreck.
Not only am I meeting all the guys in the club, but Tucker filled me in on the angels and their role in club life. He assured me that he hasn’t been with any of them in a long time, but I just don’t want to deal with any drama. I am looking forward to meeting the other old ladies though.
My knees feel like jelly when we make it to the common room, and I can’t help but feel lighter as I take in everyone having a good time. There are a lot of smiles in the room along with loud music, alcohol, and a few scantily clad women. I’m going to try not to judge them. It should be easy enough as long as they stay the fuck away from my man.
Tucker gives my hand a squeeze and when I look up into his eyes, he nods toward a man standing at the bar. His cut displays a patch that says ‘Clutch’ and ‘Treasurer’. When he looks over at me, his eyes narrow and I take a deep breath while searching for a little bit of courage.
With one more squeeze of my hand, Tucker lets me go because he knows I need to do this on my own. I know he’ll be at my back while I do, and it gives me the boost I need. I walk toward Clutch slowly, hoping he won’t turn his back on me and will listen.
His eyes are wary and curious when I step right up to him without paying any attention to anyone else around us. “Hi, I’m Robyn,” my voice wavers slightly and I take another breath to fortify myself. I reach into my back pocket and pull out a picture, one of the last ones I took with my best friend and one of the few things I always made sure I had with me, no matter where I went. “I know Tucker told you about why I did what I did, but I wanted to show you.” I hold the picture up between us and his eyes look at it and soften. “This is Kyla. She was like a sister to me and then she was just…gone. For a long time, even though I knew I wasn’t the one who took her or hurt her, I blamed myself. The only power I could find in the darkness was in taking from those who were feeding the evil in this world. I know I got it wrong with the DSMC. For that I am sorry, but I’m not sorry for fighting for a cause that matters and doing it in the only way I knew how.”
He gently takes the picture from me and stares at it for a long time. When his eyes lift to mine, something shifts and understanding breaks through the clouds that were there just a moment ago. Without warning, he wraps his arms around me and pulls me against his chest.
“I understand, Robyn,” he murmurs. “Thank you for sharing her with me. I’m glad you’re on our side now.”
“Always,” I murmur, knowing it’s true to the depths of my soul.
These men are all about loyalty and I intend to show up every day and prove I’m here for them and for their cause. I’ll do the same with my man through my love and the future we build together.
Tucker gently pulls me away from Clutch, his voice teasing and cutting through the heaviness in the air around us, “That’s enough manhandling my woman.”
Clutch chuckles and I giggle as we share a look. I have a feeling we’ll be friends now and that this will just be water under the bridge. I jump a little when Tucker claps his hands loudly, drawing the attention of everyone in the room.
Silence descends as the music is shut off before his voice carries, “As most of you know, I went out to take care of some club business and came back with my old lady. Her name is Robyn, she’s mine, and I expect everyone to treat her with respect.”
I have a feeling those last words are directed at the barely dressed women scowling at me, but my happiness doesn’t have room for their petty crap, and I ignore them. The brothers chuckle and there are a few women clapping, from the way they’re tucked closely to a man while wearing a cut themselves, I’m going to assume they’re the old ladies I can’t wait to meet. I’m almost a little jealous of the property cut they’re wearing since Tucker explained them to me and their significance. I smile and force myself not to give into the impulse to wave at everyone.
“I didn’t give my woman anything for Christmas,” boos ring out throughout the room, and I can’t help but laugh, “but only because I needed to get her home before I could give it to her.” He turns toward me and grabs a small box I didn’t even notice sitting on the bar near where Clutch is standing. He holds it out for me and shakes it a little. “Open it, Temptress.”
I blink up at him, butterflies taking flight in my belly and making me feel off kilter. I gently slide the top of the box up and freeze. Not only is there a property cut folded neatly in the box, but, on top of it, sits the most gorgeous ring I’ve ever seen.
“You’re mine, Robyn,” Tucker’s voice is earnest, “and this only shows the world what we already know.” I nod and look up to meet his blue eyes, finding them shining with so much happiness and joy. “Will you be my wife, my old lady, my everything?”
I give him a cheeky smile and sass him, “I thought I already am your everything.”
He barks out a laugh, grabs the ring, slips it on my finger and then helps me into my property cut. It settles around my shoulders and feels…perfect. It just fits. Much like the man I was never expecting, but now can’t imagine not having in my life.
Spark shouts, “Time to party. We have a lot to celebrate.”
Everyone cheers and I meet the club with a smile on my face, love in my heart, and a future just within reach. Then there’s the man at my side. I might have robbed him and his club, thinking I was taking from those who misused their power and money to give to those who needed it. Then Tucker showed up and robbed me right back.
Only he stole my heart and I never want it back.
