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“Yeah, he’s more than happy.Ioffered to swing by the clubhouse to pick him up, but he doesn’twant me to.Said I didn’t need to pick him up.”

“Nah, it’s better if he takes hisbike.That way he can ride back to the clubhouse if he’s needed,”Hardy said.The last thing he needed was for Rose to go to theclub.“I’ll swing by in an hour.I’ve got some things to dofirst.”

They said their goodbyes, and Hardymade his way toward the shopping mall.

Entering the mall, he found theshop specializing in proms and went inside.He looked through theracks, and when he found what he was looking for, he took it to thecounter.After paying for the dress, he completed the outfit withsome underwear.The dresswas long, red, and would hug her curves toperfection.He found a lacy bra to match, and decided againstunderwear.She didn’t need the markings to ruin the line of thedress.

Once he’dpurchasedshoes, he made his way to his home.Rose answered the door andstared at the boxes.

“What is this?”sheasked.

“I will let you know in a coupleof days’ time.”

“What are you planning,Hardy?”

“That’s for me to know, andyou to find out.”He kissed her cheek, taking his package up to hisroom.He found the secret compartment where he stored all of hisgifts for Rose, and slid it inside.When he came downstairs, hefollowed the lovely scent of garlic.Rose was in the kitchen, andhe stood in the doorway, admiring her new curves.She wore a skirtthat fell to her knees, and molded over the curves of her ass.Roselooked good enough to eat, and all he wanted to do was take a biteout of her ass.

“Did you have a good day?”she asked.

“Yeah.I want to ask you aquestion, andI want you to be honest with me,” he said.

“Sure.”

“Did you ever loveme?”

She turned around to face.“Of courseI loved you.I’ve never stopped loving you.”

“Then what is it?”heasked.

“Hardy…”

“I want to be the man foryou.I want you to love me, and to want to be with me.”He took astep toward her.

Tears glistened in her eyes.“I neverimagined myself married to a biker.I also never imagined myselfpart of your world.”She bit her lip again, and he’d come to seethat she always did that when she was worried about upsetting him.“I fell in love with you when I was young, and I didn’t have afucking clue what was going on.”

“Would you still marry meagain?”he asked.

She hesitated.“I would still marryyou.I just wouldn’t have married you when I did.We jumped in toofast, and we both paid the price because of whathappened.”

Hardy hated the truth, and yet thatwas all he was going to get.

“I asked forthat.”

“I’m not going to lie andpretend something isn’t happening.We spent a lot of time when wewere younger avoiding conversations.”

“Did you want a banker?Someonewith a nine-to-five job?”

“That was something Ithought I was going to get.Please don’t think that I don’t loveyou.I do, and that’s the problem.I met you, fell in love, and weboth moved faster than either of us anticipated.We should havetaken our time, gotten to know each other.”

“My only regret is not cominghome that night to you.If I’d come home, I wouldn’t have beenwhere I was, and it wouldn’t have escalated the way itdid.”

Tears filled his own eyes, startlinghim.

“Hardy, are youcrying?”

“Yes, I am.”He rubbed hiseyes, and forced himself to look away.Rose caught his face,forcing him to turn to face her.

“Don’t hide fromme.”

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