Tempting The Biker (Royal Bastards MC: Charleston, WV 3) - Page 84

“No. Don’t start that. Don’t tell me it’s too soon or too fast or whatever other damn excuse you’re conjuring in that pretty head of yours. Waited my whole damn life for a woman like you. We met too damn soon, but I don’t regret one moment I’ve spent with you. One minute of loving you or wanting you unable to have you. It’s our time now. Ain’t no one or nothing gonna change that or come between us unless you let it. Marry me, Lex.”

“What?”

“You heard me, woman. I said marry me.”

I stare at him a beat. My heart is in my throat. Words I thought I’d never hear leave his mouth. My pulse races. I think I might faint. I place my coffee cup on the nearby table to stop from spilling it. “I think you’ve lost your ever-loving mind.”

“We both know I’m a crazy bastard. But I’m crazy about you. We can do it the easy way or the hard way. Either way this ends with you as my wife. If I gotta tie you up to make it happen I will.”

“Stop talking.”

“Lex...”

“I said stop talking, James.” I gaze into his eyes looking for a shred of doubt. I find none. He loves me. He always has. Deep in my heart of hearts I know it. My soul knows it. “I love you.”

“About fuckin’ time,” he mutters.

“I’m not finished.” I take his free hand in mine. “You had your say now it’s my turn. I’ve loved you as long as I can remember. You’re the only man I’ve ever loved. I resigned myself to the fact that we were never going to happen, and now here you are doing and saying all the right things. It scares the shit out of me. I’m not used to good, James. Bad is all I know. I want this, but I’m scared the moment I say yes to you that something bad will come to remind me of my place in your life and this world. I don’t get the happily ever after.”

Chapter Thirty-two

“Isn’t she beautiful,” Alexa coos over our granddaughter. She’s got a headful of dark hair. Pure perfection.

“Sure is. Gets it from her momma and her granny.”

Her eyes narrow into tiny slits. “I’m no granny.”

“Sexiest granny I’ve ever seen.” I kiss her forehead.

“Shut up. You’re lucky I’m holding her or I’d...”

“You’d what freeze me to death with that glacial stare.”

“What do you want the baby to call you,” Wylla Mae interrupts. “Nana, Grammy, Meemaw.”

Alexa scrunches her nose in disgust. “Those make me sound ancient.”

“What about Glammy?” East puts in.

“Not helping,” Alexa mumbles.

“Neenie. G-ma. Ya Ya.”

Alexa sighs. “None of them know what they are talking about. Do they?” She strokes the baby’s head.

“You two gonna name this kid?”

“I actually wanted to talk to you about that. Well East and I both were wondering how you’d feel if we named her Mila Rochelle, for my sister?”

Fuck. Fuck me. Her words cut straight through my heart. Tears spring to my eyes, and I close them, battling the wetness back.

“Here take her,” I hear Alexa pass the baby off. “Honey.” Her hand moves along my jaw. “Look at me.”

I jerk my head back and let out a breath that rattles through my chest. Turning my gaze on my daughter, I tell her, “I think it’s perfect.”

Relief visibly washes over her features and East gives me a chin lift.

“Why don’t we give these two some privacy, and I’ll take you to dinner. You gotta be hungry.”

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