don’t know what the man has hidden in there, but this asshole seems to like it.” Myrt shook her head and tried to ignore the fact that she was being accompanied by a donkey with his dick reeled out, currently slapping his own belly in excitement. “Myrt, heard you were thinkin’ about doin’ somethin’. Shoulda told his brothers first, woman. We all want to be there.” He dropped his head as he tapped on his phone with one thumb, the other hand still wrapped around Randy’s lead. “Got ’em comin’ in now. We got your back, Momma.”
It was an endless couple of minutes before the men carrying her stopped only feet away from Bane. He’d turned to face them, one hand shoved into his pocket and the other propped on a hip. He was grinning widely, shaking his head. “Myrtie, doll. You got you quite an entourage.”
“Wasn’t intentional.” She released her hold on Horse and slipped her hand into the pocket of her skirt. “But I don’t mind the ride. Made me feel like a real princess. Thank you, boys.” Neither man moved, and she grinned as the expression on Bane’s face turned into confusion. “I’ve got something to ask you.”
“Yeah? Ask away, baby.” He took a step closer, one slow step that felt like he was stalking her. “I’m all ears.”
Fingers fisted around the object, she took a breath. Vanna had appeared and was leaning against Truck’s shoulder. Sharon stood nearby, frowning at Gunny. Monday, Coolio, and the rest of the local chapter stood behind Bane. The gang’s all here. “A few months ago you reminded me how being with someone didn’t mean they had a claim on me. I was glad at the time, because it gave me permission to shuck all the notions I’d had drilled into my head. Now, though, I find myself with a different feeling. See…” She shrugged, releasing her hold on Einstein to fold her hand across her belly. “Florida doesn’t have a common law marriage law, either.”
Bane approached several strides, rocking to a stop only feet away, gaze fixed on her face. From this position she was slightly higher than him, and she shuffled a bit. “You can put me down now,” she told the men who’d been her personal carriage, and smiled as they settled her feet firmly in the grass and dirt. “Bane, my sweet William, I don’t want to know there’s an easy out. I want to be tied to you. So…” She held out her trembling hand and stretched out her fingers, palm up. The sunshine glinted off the gold circle. “Would you do me the honor of marrying me?”
“Oh, fuck yeah.” He closed the distance and pulled her hand to his mouth, already sliding the ring into place on his hand. “Fuck yes, woman.” Arms around her, he fitted her side against his front, swaying them back and forth. “Kiss me, Myrtie.”
She lifted her face and closed her eyes, unsurprised when his kiss was long, hot, wet, and possessive.
Everything she’d ever wanted was tied up in this man.
So lucky.
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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING
In Search of Solace!
I truly hope you enjoyed this crossover story tying things together even tighter between the Rebel Wayfarers MC and the Texas-based Freed Riders MC. Thanks for takin’ this trip along with me.
~ML
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Raised in the south, Wall Street Journal & USA TODAY bestselling author MariaLisa learned about the magic of books at an early age. Every summer, she would spend hours in the local library, devouring books of every genre. Self-described as a book-a-holic, she says "I've always loved to read, but then I discovered writing, and found I adored that, too. For reading...if nothing else is available, I've been known to read the back of the cereal box."
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My Rebel Wayfarers MC and the Neither This Nor That MC series do cross over, along with the Occupy Yourself band books, so readers have a couple of choices. The series can be read independently beginning with RWMC, OYBS, and then NTNT without too many spoilers. There’s also a crossover between my RWMC world and Lila Rose’s Hawks MC world. Or they can be read intertwined—in chronological order.
Here’s the recommended reading order if you want to follow according to timing:
Mica, RWMC #1
A Sweet &