Page 188 of Indecent Lies

She’d love him, make him happy and try to reform their band as best as she could.

The bikers might still slightly terrify her, but Tait loved them so they couldn’t be all bad.

Love her biker.

Make her biker happy.

It was an excellent plan and one Poppy Astor would see through to the end.

She was a runaway bride who’d found her destination.

“Go to sleep, little girl,” he rasped quietly next to her ear, squeezing his arms around her before slipping his hand down into her panties.

Her man was so delicious and indecent, she could hardly stand this euphoria.

Poppy grinned and snuggled in.

Two years and a few months later

A lot had happened in the last two years and Poppy wasn’t a bit unhappy about any of it.

It took a lot of reassurance from Tait to make her okay with the fact that she didn’t want a career.

Modern women were supposed to want it all.

Poppy wanted Tait and their idyllic life which meant spending a lot or all of their time together and she wanted their fur babies and other babies if they ever came along. She didn’t want to spend 16 hours out of the house where she was too tired to give any of her attention to Tait. She was fortunate to have her own money, plus Tait never let her pay foranything.

Being a modern,fortunatewoman, she was schooled by her friend Winter, meant she could decide what she wanted to do and if that was to be a kickass housewife and mom, then that’s what she should do.

She took that advice, because Tait didn’t even wait five months before he wifed her good and proper in a gorgeous intimate little ceremony. But then something happened a few weeks into marriage and they built a career together quite by accident. Tait decided he loved fixing up the apartments downstairs. Flipping houses seemed to be a brilliant idea. Poppy dealt with the business side while Tait took on the physical labor.

It was perfect really.

In total so far they flipped six properties.

They made money and they were happy doing it together.

“Baby, you good?” She heard behind her and she brought her head out of the closet.

God, that first hit of him even if it had been just a few minutes since she last saw her husband and it made her brain all squirrely.

Tait was a tie man.

He wore them and a nice pressed shirt with his leather and denim most every day.

She thought it made him badass and distinguished at the same time.

Today’s tie was the color he’d worn for their wedding. Aquamarine blue.

Seeing it made her want to jump his indecent bones just like she did on their wedding night.

That was after he’d fucked her over his bike on the ride to their hotel.

Life was good.

Things were better with her mom.

She saw her more than her dad, he couldn’t help but see how well Tait took care of Poppy, but he was also a stubborn Astor and wouldn’t admit that this was her life and she was deliriously happy with it.

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