Silas (Dirty Aces MC #4) - Lane Hart Page 0,65
Well, the table he paid for and put together for me. The last thing I expected to find were the four words written in all capital letters.
I LOVE YOU, BABY
I reach out and run my fingertips over the indentions. “Why did you do that?” I ask him softly.
“Because it’s true, and because I didn’t think saying the words were enough. I wanted you to have something tangible, something you have to look at and can’t ignore. I love you, Cora, and deep down I think you loved me too. You said the words when you thought I was someone else. And that’s fine. I won’t give up until you love the real me too.”
“Ugh, I hate it when you do that,” I say, slapping my palms against his hard chest.
“Do what?” he asks.
Looking up at his face, I tell him the truth, “Make me forgive you, even when I don’t want to.”
Flashing me a rare grin, he says, “So you do forgive me?”
“I’m not sure why – ” I start to say before his mouth swoops down on mine.
After our tongues get reacquainted, Silas pulls back and says, “I love you, baby.”
“I know,” I reply with a small smile. “For some reason, I think I love you too.”
Epilogue
Silas
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A few weeks later…
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Malcolm was right. It turns out I can have the best of both worlds – paradise with my woman and the MC with my boys.
Today, for the first time, I’ve got both at the same time. The whole crew is packed into the Southern Comfort Café with their significant others — well, except for Wirth and Fiasco, who are still, and will probably always be, bachelors.
Speaking of the devils…
“Oh fuck me!” Fiasco groans like he’s busting a nut rather than eating apple pie. Shoveling another bite into his mouth, he adds, “This shit is so fucking good!”
“I’m glad you like it,” Cora says, practically beaming at everyone’s praise. She’s been stressing out all week, worried the guys and their ole ladies wouldn’t like her or her cooking. Which is crazy since she’s fucking amazing and everything she makes is heaven on Earth.
“Ah, Cora, sweetheart,” Jetta says from the table where she and Devlin are sharing a slice. Wincing, she digs her fork around and says, “There’s something…hard and metal in our pie.”
“What?” my girl exclaims before rushing over in a panic.
Devlin leans closer before Cora gets there and picks the metal object out of the center. “Yep. Found it.” He holds it up between his finger and thumb, covered in apple chunks and pie filling.
“Oh my god!” Cora exclaims as she takes the discovery from him and wipes it on her apron. “It’s a ring,” she says with a frown right before the others speak up.
“There’s something in mine too, Cora,” Malcolm says.
“Ours too,” Nash says, trying to take it from a shocked, wide-eyed Lucy who is reluctant to let go.
“Something over here too. Might need to toss the whole pie, doll,” Wirth announces.
“But…but I don’t understand,” Cora whines as she goes from table to table examining everyone’s pie and collecting a total of four rings before I finally put her out of her misery.
“They’re engagement rings, baby,” I say. “I wasn’t sure which one you would like, so I bought you five to choose from.”
“What?” she exclaims at the same time Fiasco says, “Uh-oh,” his eyes bugging as his hand goes to his stomach.
“Four. Make that four rings for you to choose from,” I grumble, getting up from my seat while glaring at the idiot. I told them all before they got here that it was a set-up, but Fiasco didn’t listen.
“Engagement rings,” Cora says when I take the four rings from her hand and put each one in my mouth to clean them, one at a time while she watches with a slack jaw. When the pie is mostly off of them, I put them back in my palm to show her.
“I think we should get married, don’t you?” I ask.
“What?” she gasps.
“Marry me?” I say simply. “I love the fuck out of you, and I want you to be mine forever.”
When she opens her mouth but closes it before saying anything, I’m disappointed but not surprised. “I know this a big decision to make and you may want to think about it for a while, especially after all the shit I put you through. That’s fine.” Taking her delicate hand, I drop the four rings into her palm and close her fingers. “I can wait however long it takes for you to say yes.”
“You’re…insane,” she finally says with a shake of her head, which is not the reaction I was hoping for. “And I am too because I really want to say yes.”
“You do?” I ask with a grin.
“I don’t need even one ring, much less four,” she tells me. Opening her palm, she glances up at me and then, holding my gaze, picks one without looking to slide onto her left ring finger. “Let’s get married!”
Cheers and applauds go up around the room as I lunge for her, attacking her mouth as I hoist her up my body so that she can wrap her legs around my waist.
I’m so damn lucky to have this woman in my life, loving me even after she’s seen me at my worst.
I still don’t believe there was ever a shred of decency in me before I met Cora. But I can admit that nowadays I think some of her goodness is starting to rub off on me.
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The End
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After a patch-over party turns into a fatal shootout that injures several members, the Dirty Aces MC is left reeling.
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Wirth feels especially guilty since he wasn’t at the bar when his brothers needed him the most. Instead, he had left with a beautiful, mysterious woman, making some of the new members question his loyalty to the club.
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Needing to clear his own name, Wirth intends to find out who the rat is within the MC. Suspicious of the new girl, Mauve, he decides to try and get closer to her to determine where her true loyalties lie.
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