bikes are pulled out, and my heart falls right out of my chest. Ryan is just like my dad, she stormed towards the thing with excitement pouring out of her in waves. Bull taught her exactly what she wanted to know and never once let her out of his sight. She’s still got a bit of learning to go before either one of us would be comfortable with her doing it all by herself, but it’s a great start.
Jet took off with Zoey at one point, while Chief hung back and manned the barbeque, and Ax just grunted every now and then. What surprised me, though, was the way that all four of the guys looked out for my girls as if they were their own.
Once everyone had enough of the bikes, and the girls went down for their midday sleeps, Bull convinced us all that it was a great idea to go fishing. I should have known that was only part of the plan. Somehow, both Zoey and I ended up waist-deep in the middle of the lake. And after waddling around in the water, something tells me there aren’t actually any fish in there.
By the time I’m climbing into bed beside Bull, my heart couldn’t be fuller. It’s been an incredible day and it’s shown me a glimpse of what my life with him could be like, and I’ve never wanted it more.
CHAPTER 15
BULL
The wind whips through the open window as I drive down the highway with my girl beside me. It’s been an incredible weekend, and I’m devastated to see it over, but in all honesty, it’s bittersweet. While I don’t want this weekend to end, I’m also excited to get home and really start my life with Amelia.
I knew I wanted her since the second I laid my eyes on her, but these past few days have shown me that this is the real fucking deal. I want her in my life. I want to be a family, to show her and the girls all the love that they deserve.
I glance across at her with her feet up on the dash and the sun shining on her face. As if sensing my gaze upon her, Amelia looks across at me, and a bright, beaming smile lights up her face.
Fuck. She’s gorgeous.
I can’t help but reach across the center console and take her hand in mine, lacing our fingers together. She gives my hand a gentle squeeze before looking back out the window and letting the wind whip through her hair once again.
I look up into the rear-view mirror and find Zoey squished between the two car seats with the girls already fast asleep, utterly exhausted after the long weekend. Zoey glances up and meets my eyes before ripping them away in her embarrassment. She’s hardly made eye contact with anyone since being caught sneaking out of Jet’s cabin. Jet, on the other hand, has been following her around like a puppy, unintentionally being the weekend’s entertainment.
It’s been fucking hilarious. I have no idea what’s going on with those two, but watching Zoey squirm has been one of the highlights of the weekend. She’s been avoiding Amelia like the plague, but I’m sure one late night and a few bottles of wine will have all the dirty details spilling out. That girl has an issue with talking too much where alcohol is involved.
Music streams through the speakers, and I can’t help but wonder if this is what it’s going to be like for the rest of my life. Taking my girls away and spending endless hours teaching them how to ride, going fishing, and sitting back with Amelia as the girls have the time of their life. I couldn’t ask for anything better.
This is the fucking life.
I turn into my street, feeling exhausted. After my 48-hour shift and a massive weekend, all I want to do is sleep, but I have a feeling sleep isn’t going to come for a while. My truck is covered in dirt, there’s a shitload of crap in the back that needs to get pulled out and sorted, and I promised Mom that I’d head over to her place to help cut the lawn and tidy things up while Tanner and my stepdad are away on club business.
As I pull up to my home, I notice a white car sitting in my drive, and my gut instantly sinks.