“You’re lucky you’re in this bed, because I’m about to bruise you.”
Her tears dried up.
His lips split in a smirk.
“I get to ask you.”
Oh, well then. Good.
“Okay, fine. Ask me.”
“Not like this. Not now. But swear to Christ, Icy, I ask, you better say yes.”
“I will,” the water started leaking from her eyes again. Slower this time, with love and relief. “I will say yes. When will you ask me?”
“You’ll just have to be patient.”
“Rider…you got shot. Time is precious. Ask me.”
He rolled his oh-so-pretty eyes and she found herself laughing.
Her life was rich and full because of him. Every road and brick led to and from her Rider.
“I can’t believe this shit, now she wants to marry me. I should have got shot years ago.”
“No,” she breathed, their foreheads together. Loving him. Relishing that he was here being his big bad biker-man bossy self.
“Don’t ever get shot again, I mean it. I love you.”
“Love you, Icy. Where’s my babies?”
“They’re outside with your parents having something to eat.”
“Go get them, want my babies close.”
She smiled into his lips and kissed him softly. “Love you,” she repeated.
Loving a MC prez came with fraught days like this. Hopefully few and far between, but they weathered, they got through and once she got him home and their lives fell back into their blissful normalcy, she’d be at peace that her man, whatever he’d done for them and the club, he’d made the world better. “Love you so much.”
She slipped off the bed and was at the door.
“Icy baby?” She turned to find those incredible eyes of his on her.
“Yeah, honey?”
“You gonna marry my ass then?”
Nothing would stop her laughter or the way she whooped loudly and bound back over to him.
Of course he wouldn’t do the whole romantic schtick, but that wasn’t Rider and it wasn’t her. He did romance in his own biker-man way and she freaking loved it.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes.”
He grinned and held the back of her head while she kissed over his face.
That’s how the whole MC group found them when they’d come running at her shriek.
It was left to Rider who told them proudly.