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When he pulled his mouth away, he pressed a kiss on the tip of my nose and winked at me.
I smiled, “Go. Before I say fuck it and climb on the back of your bike.”
His chest rumbled against mine as he chuckled.
Then he said, “I’ll have dinner waiting. K?”
I nodded, “Sounds great, honey.”
Those caramel-colored eyes of his softened.
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And a week later, to correct one of his wrongs, he threw a graduation party for me at the clubhouse.
And then... he surprised me.
He walked up to me with a large white box that had a big red bow on top.
“What is it?” I asked him.
He winked as he teased, “Have to open it to find out.”
I lifted on my tiptoes and pressed a soft kiss on his lips.
Then I looked at the white box and took off the red bow.
Then I opened it.
Lying there in white tissue paper was a black leather kutte.
I squealed as I hurriedly pulled it out.
On the back was the club logo of a skull over crisscrossed bones, along withProperty Ofon the top rocker, and on the bottom readXander.
I held it out to him, “Help me put it on?”
He winked, then he helped me put it on.
And the moment it settled on my shoulders, fitting perfectly to my back, I fingered the leather straps that crisscrossed at my ribs like a corset.
It was perfect.
Then I looked at Nuke, “Permission to take a photo.”
He winked.
Xander growled.
I giggled.
Then Nuke chuckled at Xander’s response to his wink, “That property kutte makes you an ole lady. Means you don’t ask permission to do a goddamned thing. Just don’t come in here and try to paint the walls pink. Alright?”
I giggled, then I nodded, and asked, “So, purple is okay. Right?”
He shook his head.
I looked at Ophelia and smiled, “Care to take a picture for me?”
