It was simple. Classic. And elegant.
As soon as he said you may kiss your bride, I dipped Lena down low and kissed the hell out of her.
Wolf whistles, cat calls, you name it, we heard it.
***
Lena had just hugged Cree when Red looked at me and nodded, “Proud as fuck to not only call you my president but my son-in-law.”
He tilted his head over to where Lena stood with some fucker at her side, nodding, I sat my glass down on the table, stood up, and then marched over to where my woman was smiling and laughing with another fucking man.
Raine saw me coming and thankfully didn’t give me away.
Thank fuck we had a conversation about this very thing, cause if she hadn’t agreed to it… well… I would have risked alienating my daughter for this woman.
Reaching her back, I didn’t even think, I just moved.
Wrapping her body in my arms, I pulled her tight to my chest, buried my face in her neck, and asked, “Can I snap his neck? So, I won’t have any competition?”
She chuckled.
The guy stiffened. Fucker.
Yeah, I didn’t say those words softly at fucking all.
“Sam, meet the president of Wrath MC, Pinewood Lake chapter. Storm, meet Sam, the friend that Raine and I went to pull for in the drag show three weeks ago.” I took in her words, lifted my face from her neck, and then really took in the man who had my woman laughing and was standing too close for my liking.
And that was when my eyes caught the piercings, the space in his eyebrow, and the eyeliner he wore… Okay, yeah, now I see it.
But did he really have to lean to the right to get a better view of me? To the right that put his face even closer to my woman’s.
“Girl, how come you and Raine got good-looking men? Oh, slap my ass, I’ll definitely be okay with calling you Daddy.”
Raine and Lena burst out laughing, and then they laughed even harder when Krys came over who was carried by Cason, and asked, “Daddy, he my brother?”
I closed my eyes, not at what happened, but at what Krys had called me just days ago.
Daddy.
And yes, four days ago we got with the lawyer, and I adopted Krys and gave her my last name.
***
Krys was staying with Raine and Tank while we went on our honeymoon.
We were packing the last bit of stuff when I asked, “Precious, where’s your passport?”
“I think it’s in the bedside drawer,” she said.
I nodded then headed and opened the drawer.
And what my eyes landed on...
I tagged the passport, and then grabbed the thing in my hand, headed to the living room where my wife was zipping things closed, and asked, “Wanna tell me what this is?”
Her head lifted and looked at me, and then at what I held in my hand, and I watched as her face flushed with embarrassment.
I lifted a brow, “You use this?”