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“I’m here because I want to be.” She swallows, the slender column of her throat bobbing. “Grim can keep me safe, right?” Jez nods, although she appears like she wants to dispute that fact. “Right now, my biggest concern is my safety. I’m the one that will have to live with the consequences of this decision, Jez. Not you. So, please, be a witness for us.”
Consequences?
Am I that bad of a catch?
Jez heaves a sigh. “Fine. I’ll do this. But don’t come running to me when it all falls apart.”
It’s not the best endorsement, but I’ll take it. At least I can follow through with this plan and make sure Violet stays alive for a very long time.
An hour later, and with very little fanfare, I’m a married man.
CHAPTER20
VIOLET
“Where the fuck have you been?”
Soul and the rest of the club are standing in the common room waiting when we arrive at the clubhouse. Jez sashays up to the bar as if she doesn’t have a care in the world. She might not have been on board at first, but she obviously will do anything for Grim. As for the club…They might convince him I’m not worth it and force him to choose: me or the club. It wouldn’t take any deliberation on my part. He’s known me for a couple of weeks. This club is his life. I won’t let him sacrifice himself for me.
I’m terrified of what they’ll do when they find out that Grim put his life in danger to save mine. After all, I’m no one of importance.
Grim pulls me behind him, but I peek around his arm and can still see what he’s signing. “We got married.”
Soul’s eyes go round as saucers, but before he can speak again, Malice steps forward. “Who got married?”
Grim glances down at me and smiles before answering. “Me and Violet.”
“The fuck?” Rogue snaps.
Shocked curses fill the room. My legs tremble as Soul marches forward and stabs a finger into Grim’s chest.
“You got fucking married without talking to us? Who witnessed this shitstorm?” He points to me and sneers. “We don’t know what kind of fucking trouble is coming our way or who the fuck shereallyis.”
The trembling in my legs travels all the way up my body, and I know by the grip I have on Grim’s arm that he can feel my fear.
“Back the fuck up.” Grim snarls. “And you owe Rogue fifty bucks.”
I knew this was a bad idea. What was I thinking? They’re going to kick him out of the club, and who knows what they’ll do toyou.
“Calm down,” Jez demands, walking into the fray. “I witnessed the marriage. It was actually a pretty nice ceremony with Elvis facilitating and everything.”
Someone snorts, but I’m not sure who’s brave enough to do that with a very angry President standing here.
“For the love of all that’s unholy.” Soul rubs his temple.
I squeeze Grim’s arm, and when he looks at me, I slightly jerk my head toward the hallway behind us. He must understand what I’m trying to tell him, because his eyes soften, and he nods.
As I quietly retreat, the last thing I see is Soul pointing at Jez.
“I’ll deal with you later,” Soul promises. “Church. Right. Fucking. Now!” His voice echoes through the room.
I scurry down the hall as fast as I can without hurting my ribs. I should rest, but I’m too scared to. There’s no way I can let my guard down now. Grim and I might need to make a quick getaway.
You’re forgetting one small detail. You’re married now. For better or worse, in sickness and in health… ‘til death do us part.
Not sure where to go, I head to the medical ward. It’s familiar and feels safe.
For the moment.
