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“I… Okay. What do you have to do first?”
Without pausing to consider how she might react, I grab her hand and tug off her engagement ring. Her eyes widen in surprise, but when I toss it down the drain, making sure it goes out of sight, she grins.
Violet lifts her arm and twists and turns her hand in front of her face as if looking at it for the first time. Her gorgeous smile never leaves her face.
“That feels really good, like a giant boulder has been lifted off my shoulders.”
“Well, it was a rock.”
She throws her head back and laughs, and my heart skips a beat. I’d give anything to be able to hear that sound. I have no doubt it would sound like the most perfect harmony.
Not wanting to waste any more time, I grab her hand and practically drag her out of the gym and toward my room so I can shower and change. Thirty minutes later, we’re in the garage and we managed to get there without any questions about where we’re going.
If my brothers knew what I was doing, they’d do everything in their power to stop me. And, honestly, I don’t know that I’d blame them. It’s a crazy idea. But it’s a crazy idea that will work.
I start to head for my Harley, but quickly shift directions and go to my truck. With Violet’s arm still in a cast, I don’t want to take any chances that she couldn’t hold on properly. After helping her into the passenger side, I pull my cell from my pocket and search for wedding chapels in Vegas. Once I find an address for one, I send a quick text to Jez.
Me: Meet me at 1301 S Las Vegas Blvd in two hours
Before I can even climb into the driver’s side, my phone vibrates with a response.
Jez: I’ve got a date in an hour
Me: It’s an emergency
Jez: Fine, but you’ll owe me… see you there
I could’ve told Jez the truth, that I need her to be a witness at my wedding, but she’s just like Soul. She’d try to talk me out of it. She still might do just that, but it’ll be harder to do if we’re in public versus at her house.
The ride to Vegas is tense. Violet stares out the window the entire time, and I absently drum my fingers on the steering wheel as I navigate traffic.
Before we head to the Little White Wedding Chapel, we stop at the Marriage License Bureau. There’s a line, so it takes longer than I’d like to be on the road again, but I park a block away from the chapel with five minutes to spare.
I turn to face Violet and reach for her hand to give it a reassuring squeeze. She lets me hold it for a moment before pulling it away so she can sign.
“This is nuts.”
“Maybe. But based on the way I found you in your apartment, I think it’s a matter of life and death.”
She gives a curt nod and then opens the door to step out onto the sidewalk. I exit the truck and hurry around to escort her down the block. Jez is standing right outside the entrance, a scowl on her face.
“What the fuck, Grim?” Her hand movements are stilted. “You’re getting married?”
“Looks that way.”
Jez darts her eyes from me to Violet. “Is he forcing you to do this?” she asks her.
“I can read lips, Jez,” I remind my friend.
“I know, big guy. But I need to hear Violet say she’s here of her own free will because this is fucking insane.”
“It’s the only way to keep her safe. There was a news conference, and Brad is looking for her.”
“Yeah, I saw it. But, Grim, I haven’t been able to find any dirt on him. I mean, has the club even given their approval of this?”
I stiffen. “I don’t need the goddamn club’s approval to get married. But I do need you to be a witness, so will you do it or not?”
Jez is about to argue, I can see it in her eyes, but Violet steps between us. Once she’s satisfied that she has our attention, she shifts so she can sign for me but speak to Jez.
