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“Yep. See you soon, Abby.” Her freshly manicured nails left my shoulder, and she took a few long strides till she was back with Jax.

So did I let them go to war over me or did I just hand myself over? I put my hand on my stomach. Sadly, it wasn’t just my life anymore. I didn’t have a choice. I was going to have to let Reaper handle this and just hope he comes out the other side alive.

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“Kim?” I banged on her door. “Kim.”

“KIM!”

“For Christ’s sake, what do you want?” She opened the door, half dressed, and I caught a glimpse of Trigger in her bed.

“I’m getting married.”

Her eyes widened. “What, you and Reaper?”

“Yep.”

“When?”

“ASAP. So I sort of need you to help me with the details. I want it done before he rides out.”

“But he is going in a couple of days.” Kim frowned. “It would be a quick wedding.”

“I just need the piece of paper signed.” I didn’t care about the dress or the party. I just wanted the piece of paper that linked me with him forever.

Excitement burst across her face. “This is going to be one wedding people won’t forget. I’ll just get dressed. Meet you in the lounge in ten?”

“Yeah, if you are finished with Trigger, that is.”

She smirked at me. “For now I am. A wedding is much more fun to plan.”

I rolled my eyes and walked off. So I was going to be Mrs. Wilson.

Chapter 44

Abby

Ok, I never wasa Barbie girl. In fact, I use to burn them and have them melted on sticks and chase people with them. So if someone said what was your dream wedding, I would just stare blankly at them. Because I never thought about my wedding. I never dreamed about it. I never planned it. And most of all, I never expected it to happen.

So as I sat with Kim at the huge dining table, I just stared blankly at her.

“Come on, Abby, there must be something you want?” Kim tapped the pen on the table.

“Can we just, I don’t know, make it like a club party?” I pulled my sleeves down and played with the ends. It bothered me that Amber and Jax and Reaper and Dad were all still in the office.

“You want a club party? For your wedding?” She didn’t hide her disgust.

“Kim. I just want the piece of paper. So use the same sources for the food and drinks. Hire the same security. Just also hire someone to wed us.”

“I don’t believe this.” She grumbled but started to write things down. “How many charters are coming?”

“Reaper’s and Dad’s.”

“Dad won’t like that. You also have the King here and Amber. You should at least invite their charter.”

“I don’t want more bikers staring at me.” I crossed my arms.

“What does Reaper want?” She arched an eyebrow at me with a knowing smile.

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