At this, Breaker stops walking and throws his head back laughing.
“Oh fuck, beauté, that’s a good one,” he says a moment later after he finally sobers. Lifting a hand from my ass, Breaker reaches out and starts the shower. “As for it being asinine to want to marry you, it wouldn’t be stupid to prolong what I know will happen in the long run. See growing up my uncle, Ryder, you met him, and my other uncle, Chains’ dad, they told us boys when you find the one you know is meant to be yours, you’ll know it. So, the moment I saw you Nora, mon amour, I knew it. I felt it and I’m not about to waste time with bullshit. Seen enough shit in my life to know not to take what’s mine in the beginning. Life’s too fuckin’ short. Now you gonna marry me?”
Well, that’s one way of putting it. Life is short. I for one know this to be true. It’s probably why the next thing out of my mouth slips out before I can stop it.
“Yeah, Orin, I’ll marry you.” And I mean it. Why the hell not? Breaker’s absolutely right. Plus, I know exactly what he’s talking about when it comes to the pull between us. There’s something there that’s unique in itself.
“Good,” Breaker murmurs, his eyes darkening, and he smirks. “Now, I’m gonna fuck you in the shower, ma tendre. I need to hear you scream my name one more time.” With that he checked the water before stepping in, put my back to the tiled wall, and proceeded to fuck me so hard I not only screamed his name, I screamed it so loud I swear they could hear it from outer space.
Chapter Seven
Breaker
“I can’t believe you actually did it, brother.” Brakes chuckles, shaking his head as he lifts his beer to his mouth.
“Fucker, you know what Uncle Reno used to tell us growing up. I knew it so I went with it. I took what I wanted and don’t give two fucks what anyone thinks. Nora’s my ol’ lady and I’m not letting her go,” I grumble, lifting my own beer to my lips, my eyes locked directly on my Nora.
After our shower earlier, Nora dressed in a sexy, little, light blue sundress and sandals. I’d just grabbed a pair of my jeans from my bag in the living room, a black tee shirt, my cut, and boots. I don’t do the whole dressing up bullshit. What you see is what you get. Evidently my Spitfire didn’t have a problem with it because her eyes had lit up as she took in what I was wearing.
Grinning, I’d taken her hand and strolled out of the house, straight to my bike. Straddling my girl, I hold my hand out to help Nora on, but she shocks the shit out of me by waving my hand away. My little Spitfire smiles as she places a hand on my shoulder and hops on behind me. The moment she’s situated behind me with her arms wrapped around my waist, I bring my girl to life.
Backing out of the driveway, I keep a lookout for anything out of the ordinary. Since during the day I’ve been working and a prospect had been watching over Nora, I just want to make sure no one is watching us.
Satisfied with not seeing anything, I hit the throttle and head for the French Quarter. They had a twenty-four seven wedding chapel that we could use. Considering it’s a Saturday we couldn’t just go to the courthouse and get shit done that way. Later on, if Nora wants to do something else, I’ll give it to her, but I wasn’t about to go another day without having her as mine in every way.
“Didn’t expect you to. I’m happy for ya that’s for sure. Between you and Chains, y’all keep that lovesick shit away from me. I ain’t trying to find no ball and chain if you catch my drift. There’s too much pussy out there for me to settle on just one,” Brake states.
“Like you’re getting all the pussy,” Tyres chuckles as he comes up and puts Brake in a choke hold.
“Fuck you,” Brake grumbles as he forces Tyres’ grip to loosen.
Shaking my head at the two of them, I lift my beer to my mouth and take a long pull as I scan the area looking for Nora. I’d barely seen her since we’d gotten to the clubhouse. Tiny had whisked her away to join her and Ela at a table.
Since getting here, Tiny has come a long way with being around all of us. I know it’s because she now knows she can trust the men around her. But she still refuses to leave the clubhouse property besides the time she’d been in the hospital with Chains. Maybe with Nora here, she’ll come out of her shell even more.
“What are y’all over here bitchin’ about?” Chains grumbles as he joins us as well.
“Not bitchin’, Prez. I was tellin’ Breaker, I don’t want y’all rubbing that lovesick puppy shit off on me,” Brake grunts.
“Lovesick?” Quirking a brow, Chains crosses his arms over his chest. A barely there wince shows in his gaze as he does this.
“You all right?” I ask Chains before Brake can answer that. I don’t need him pissing me off by fuckin’ calling me lovesick.
Switching his focus from Brake to me, Chains grins. “Yeah, I’m good. Chest is healing and my ol’ lady is finally starting to come out of her shell completely.”
“Is she still going to do school?” Chains had told her if she wanted to go to school, we’d all help her. Whether she wanted to do online or go to a classroom. Either way the club is there for her no matter what. Tiny’s had it rough growing up and never got to finish school. Then that
