“I asked you to be my maid of honor. So, will you do it?” I raise an eyebrow and stare at Nadia like she’s lost her mind. “Did you hit your head or something?”

A few patch bunnies come strolling into the kitchen snickering about something, but I don’t pay them any attention. Pearl comes in behind them and offers a small smile to Nadia and me. The three of them grab some food and sit down at the island, their backs to us.

“Why would I hit my head?” Nadia asks.

“Cause you’re acting weird.” I scrunch my nose. “Are you surprised I asked you? If you don’t want to do this, I’m not going to be offended.”

“I’m shocked that’s all. I…I didn’t…” Nadia’s face turns as red as her Ol’ Man’s.

“It’s OK, Nadia. You don’t have to be my maid of honor. I thought we were best friends. I mean,” I trail off not wanting to finish this sentence but know I need to. “You’re the only female I’ve been this close to. I’ve had friends, yes, but nothing like what you and I have.”

A tear trails down Nadia’s cheek and she wipes it away. “I would be honored to do this with you.”

“Yay! I’m so excited!” I squeal jumping up and down. Matthew laughs at his Aunty Kensi acting like a psycho.

“What’s going on in here?” Danyella asks as she and Monica enter through the swinging doors.

“I’m getting married!” I shout.

One patch bunny chokes on her food and spins around on her stool. The look of pure hatred crosses her face. I don’t even remember her name so she isn’t relevant to me. Pearl looks genuinely happy for me and my heart soars knowing Pearl, a complete stranger, is happy for me.

“That’s so exciting!” Danyella squeals. “Where’s the ring? When did he propose?”

“When’s the big day?” Monica asks.

“Who’s going to be in your wedding?” Danyella pipes in.

“Are you going to do it here at the Clubhouse?” Monica chimes in.

I’m trying to keep track of all their questions. With a smile on my face, I answer them while holding out my left hand. “Aftermath proposed last night, I want a New Year’s Eve wedding at the beach with just the Royal Bastards MC, no patch bunnies.” I see the smile on Pearl's face drop. “With the exception of one.” I wink at her and she drops her head, hiding her beautiful smile so the petty bitches don’t notice. “I want my dad there and Nadia is going to be my maid of honor. I don’t know who Aftermath is going to ask to be his best man, but I assume it’ll be Red.”

“A New Year’s Eve beach wedding! I absolutely love the idea. Do you have your dress? What about food? Flowers? All the necessities of a wedding? Girl both Monica and I are here to make this the best day of your life.” Danyella’s excitement is contagious. “Oh! I know, we can have Jezebelle’s company cater the food and Daisy can handle the flowers.”

“I already have an idea of the dress I want.” I pull out my phone and show them.

“Oh, I know where we can get this or one similar.” Monica chimes in. If anyone knows anything about shopping, it’s Monica. “I will make an appointment to get you in and find your dream dress.”

“I want Naomi and Mara Jean as my flower girls and Jaxson as my ring bearer.” I chime in.

“Done.” Monica sets her phone down. “Our appointment is at one p.m. tomorrow. Do you know what Aftermath and his best man are going to wear?”

My head is spinning with all this information. I’m still wrapping my head around the fact I’m getting married and so much is being planned already.

“Danyella and Monica, quit.” Aftermath’s deep baritone voice hits me right in the chest. “You’re overwhelming my tiger and she’s going to claw your eyes out.”

I attempt to hold in a laugh at Monica and Danyella gaping at Aftermath but fail miserably. Aftermath wraps me in his arms, kisses the side of my head and then glares at the girls. “The only clawing I’ll be doing is to your back.” I counter.

A shudder runs through Aftermath’s body and he holds me tighter. “Promise?”

“Promise, but later. Right now, the girls are planning our wedding. Do you know who you’re going to ask to be your best man?” I turn my head so I’m staring into Aftermath’s eyes.

“I do, but I still have to ask him.”

“So, go do it while we,” I point to the ladies with me, “plan our wedding.”

Aftermath kisses me one more time before letting me go. “Ok, Tiger, but when I get back…”

“I will claw anything you want.” I wink at Aftermath and he growls.