by Dawn Martens
“Can I please kiss you, one last time?” I practically beg her.
She gives me a small nod and I lean down, pressing my lips to hers as I deepen the kiss. My tongue slides inside quickly and I give her one last peck. “Thank you.”
“Goodbye, Carson.” She gives me a wistful smile. Things are as they should have been all along. She was never meant to be mine, as desperately as I tried to cage her in. It's time to let her go free.
I walk out of the house and drive off.
Chapter 22
Trevor
The wedding march sounds, and Melissa walks down the aisle, with Angel by her side, escorting her. She looks beautiful in her off white dress, a huge smile on her face. I look up at Dray and the fucker is beaming so bright I want to punch him. I like the guy, but here he is, getting married to a wonderful woman, when my life is still in the shitter from losing the only woman I’ll ever love.
Just as Melissa and Dray are about to say ‘I do’, the church doors burst open and in storm a shitload of members from the Untamed Angels. Hangman leading them in. Fuck.
Angel, Reaper, Zippo, and I quickly stand and move in front of Melissa to protect her. I don’t give a fuck anymore about Hangman knowing about me. I’m done hiding.
“You didn’t think to tell me I had a daughter?” Hangman demands, glaring at Angel. “A granddaughter?”
“How’d you find out?” Angel barks back.
“Who do you think? I finally get my wife back, and not only am I just finding out that I have a daughter who is twenty-years old, but my brother, who not only is alive, but got my wife pregnant and is living with your pussy club!” he roars.
What the fuck did he just say?
“Hangman, watch yourself,” Reaper growls, stepping ahead.
“She doesn’t want me. She begs me every day, every fucking day since I forced her home, to send her back to you, to sign the divorce papers. Well, she got her wish. I’m giving her the fuck up, but not before I go a few rounds with my dead fucking brother!” Hangman shouts.
“This isn’t the time or place for this,” Angel declares, throwing his hands out.
“No, it’s the perfect fucking time.” Just then, a woman steps forward from behind Hangman’s men and she glares at Dray. She is stunning, tall, and looks like the perfect black woman, all ass and tits.
I look to Dray, and his entire body stills.
“You son of a bitch, what do you think you are doing, huh?” she shouts. Who is this chick?
“Shayla…” Dray starts.
“Um, I’m sorry, but who are you?” Melissa demands.
Shayla looks to Melissa, “Who am I? Well, this is great. Now, I actually feel bad for you,” she says, looking back to Dray. “I’m his wife.”
The fuck is going on? We did a damn check on Dray the minute we found out about him. He’s not fuckin’ married.
“I never signed his stupid ass papers, so he probably didn’t realize we’re still married. I told him before what my conditions were. He visits his children, talks to them, then and only then would I let him be free,” she says.
“This isn’t how I wanted to meet my daughter for the first time, but when I found out about the fuck head she was marrying, I had him looked into,” Hangman interrupts.
Dray’s wife, Shayla, looks back at Melissa and then to the daughter Melissa shares with Dray and her eyes widen in disbelief. “You had his child?” she whispers, a hand going to her throat.
This wedding couldn’t have gone any worse. Fuckin’ Dray. Not sure how in the fuck shit checked out when we did a background check on him. No mention of a wife or kids. But here it is, right in front of all of us. Dray’s damn wife.
Melissa runs out, and Cori jumps quickly to go after her.
“I’ll deal with you later,” Hangman growls, pointing at me.
I clench my jaw.
“Bitch, will you shut the fuck up!” Hangman roars at Dray’s wife who is screaming like a damn banshee.
She stills, face paling, tears streaming down her face.
“I’ve never met my daughter, and this wasn’t the way I wanted it to happen. But you, mother fucker, you’ll stay away from her. Or I’ll kill you,” he snarls at Dray.
“I thought the divorce was final. I swear. I never would have put Melly through this if I knew it wasn’t,” he says frantically. “I know I should have told Melissa I was married once, and had kids from that marriage, but it didn’t matter at the time. I love Melissa, more than anything.” He looks at his wife, who is now sobbing. “Shayla, I’m sorry, I really am. We ended our marriage six years ago. How was I to know it wasn’t finalized?”
“You would have known if you took my calls, read my letters,” she spits out.
“You two need to go talk, work something out, I don’t know. But you are to stay away from Melissa until this is finalized. And even then, I highly doubt you’ll get her back,” Angel says. “Everyone out. We have to check on Melissa, make sure she’s okay, then we’ll meet at the clubhouse. We’ll have a talk,” he says, looking at Hangman.
“You have one hour. And Trevor, you better fuckin’ be there, too.” He storms out of the church, his men following behind him.
Eden chuckles. “I don’t think the church has ever had so much swearing in it before.”
I shake my head at her. “Depends on which church you go to…” “Dray, you better stay the fuck away from Melissa,” I tell him. Pissed.
“You don’t get it, I love her. I swear, this will all get cleared up, it’s not what you think,” he says desperately.
“Don’t give a fuck man, fix whatever this bullshit is. Until then, stay the fuck away,” Reaper growls at him.
“Well, let's go check on Melly, then get this meeting over with.”
“Think Tori is back?” Zippo asks.
I don’t know, but I sure as hell hope so.
**
We get to the clubhouse before the Untamed MC arrive and wait around. We sent all the women home with the kids, wanting them to be safe.
“Scraper, man, you sure you want to be here?” Angel asks.
He shrugs. “I ain’t backing away from this. I know what Rage is like, I’ve been the only brother that has ever beaten him in the ring, so I’m here for the muscle.”
The front door crashes open and Hangman walks in. His gaze zeroes in on me and he storms forward, punching me in the jaw and I fall to the floor. “Fuck.” That hurt.
“That was for fucking my wife.” He sneers.
“Fuck you!” I shout.
“How could you be alive and I not know?” he shouts, helping me back up.
“I almost died because of you. I hid out, changed my appearance, because of you. I didn’t want you to fuckin’ know.”
“I didn’t think Vic would take it that far. If I had known I never would have sent you.”
“Bullshit, you sent me to get me out of the way so you could have my woman.”
His jaw clenches. I knew it, fucker doesn’t even deny it. “Why?” I ask, needing to know why he didn’t want me with Tori.
“She was going to take you away, alright. I saw it happening, I heard you two talking about running away together, and I knew it was because of her. I didn’t want you to leave. Me moving in on her was never part of the plan. But fuck, brother, she’s hot. So I went for it.”
I punch him in the mouth. “That’s for fucking my woman.”
“Okay, back it up, both of you,” Angel says, stepping between us.
“Why are you here?” I ask. “Come to gloat that you won the girl in the end?”
He pulls an envelope out of his back pocket and hands it to me.
“What’s this?” I open it up and see it’s a divorce decree. She’s free of him?
“I didn’t win shit. The better man did. Go home, there is a surprise waiting for you there.” He gives me a smug grin and winks. Without thinking I rush out of the clubhouse and get home.
Chapter 23
Tori
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br /> I fell asleep waiting on Trevor to get home, pregnancy has me constantly tired and needing naps, so it takes me a few minutes to come out of my sleep when I feel hands on my stomach and I sit up instantly. “Trevor?” I whisper as he stares at me, tears in his eyes.
“Mine?” he demands, his hands still on my slightly rounded stomach.
I nod.
“How long?”
“Three months along.”
“Did he touch you while you were with him?”
I shake my head. “Once he realized I would never love him how he wanted, and I was pregnant with your child, he let me go.”
“Then why the fuck did it take you so fucking long to come back to me?”
I flinch. “He wanted to wait until the divorce was final, then he would bring me back to your personally.”
“Why did you leave me in the first place? Huh?”
I wrap my arms around stomach. “He threatened to hurt Lilly and you. I couldn’t let that happen.”
He stands up and punches the wall. “I would have protected you.”
I’m starting to get mad. “What about you, huh? Why didn’t you tell me the truth? All the months we spent together, and not once, not one fucking time, did you say you were my Trevor!” I scream.
“I wanted to tell you since day one, but I wanted us to be secure first, I didn’t want you hating me. I’ve loved you my whole life, Tori.”
My anger deflates and I stare at him. “I’ve loved you my whole life too, Trevor. Now, are we done being mad at each other? I would like a kiss.” I give him a small smirk.
He grins back at me. “Fuck, baby.”
Trevor
I pull her into my arms, and kiss her as if I’ll die without her. Pulling back, I stare into her eyes. “I need you.” We quickly undress and I lay her on the couch, climbing over her. Sinking inside her instantly, I grit my teeth. “So good, I’ve missed this.”
“I’ve missed this too,” she says, as I thrust at a slow pace and relish in the feel of her warmth squeezing me tight. Her arms circle around my neck as she stares into my eyes, and I finally feel like life is good. This is perfect. She’s fuckin’ perfect. Her body was made for loving me.
“Fuck, I love you,” I say as I pick up the pace. “Don’t ever leave me again.”
“I won’t,” she moans as I bite down on her nipple. I follow up by biting the other. “Yes, Trevor.”
“Only mine,” I growl as our bodies bump and grind.
“Yes, only yours.”
I pull out of her and she cries. “What are you doing?”
“I need to taste you.” I move down her body, inhaling her scent and shove my tongue inside her pussy. Fuckin’ hell, I’ve missed this.
I replace my tongue with my fingers and go to her clit, biting softly on it before sucking it. “Trevor!” she shouts, coming hard. Pulling my fingers out, I shove my tongue back inside her, lapping up her juices, not wanting to waste a drop. Fuck, she tastes out of this world.
I move over her again, shoving my dick back inside. I shudder at the feeling. So fucking good. “Tell me you’ll marry me.” When she doesn’t answer, I thrust harder. “Tell me.”
“Yes, Trevor, yes. I’ll marry you!” She screams as another orgasm takes over.
Minutes later, I’m spilling all I have inside her. Hovering over her, so my weight isn’t on her stomach, I stare into her eyes. “I mean it, we’re getting married.”
She pants. “Yes, we’re getting married.”
I kiss her one last time before pulling out. “Let’s get cleaned up and start planning.”
“So soon?”
“I’m not waiting another day without you being my wife.”
“But, the courthouse is closed right now.”
“Then we’ll plan everything, and go there first thing Monday morning.”
“Okay,” I agree. I know it seems fast but this is what should have happened twelve years ago. I was never meant to be with Carson. Trevor is my soulmate and now that we have found our way back, I am never letting go.
Epilogue 1
Trevor
Nine Months later
This is the fucking life. I wasn’t joking when I told Tori we were getting married as soon as possible. Two days, after she came back to me, and after I kept her up all night by fucking her all over the house, on every surface, in every room, we went to the courthouse and made it official.
Everyone at the club was happy for us. Lilly was pissed at Tori for a bit, for not telling her she was pregnant, but as Tori said, she would have blabbed, and she wanted to be the one to tell me, not have me finding it out from someone else.
Hangman left town after our showdown at the clubhouse, I haven’t kept in contact with him, but I keep up with his life through Melissa. After the disaster of a wedding, she moved east to live with him for a while. We all tried to talk her out of it, but she didn’t want to be around Dray, and I didn’t blame her.
Dray was right, though. The shit that went down wasn’t what we all thought. But that’s not my story to tell, all I know is he’s leaving this weekend and getting his woman back. I wish him well. He seems to not even give a shit that he has to get through Hangman if he wants Melissa back.
“Trevor?” Tori calls from the living room.
“Yeah, babe?”
“Can you get me a bottle, please? Tristan is hungry again.”
“Sure thing.” Tori was upset when she couldn’t produce milk for him to breastfeed, she felt like she was a shitty mother, but Eden told her to knock it off, that many women formula feed their kids, and that there was nothing wrong with going that route. Eden never breastfed any of her kids, so Tori got over it.
Our son, Tristan, was born four months ago, and Tori is itching to finally go back to work. Once he was born, the first thing she did was go to the local elementary school and apply for a position.
Since she just gave birth, they said they would wait until the next school year, and that she was lucky the second grade teacher was retiring. She’s so excited to start back up with her dream job.
My bar is doing great. I have a full staff, and the place is constantly packed. Life couldn’t be better. I am living the dream, and I couldn’t be happier.
Epilogue 2
Tori
2 years later
The last few years have been magical. Trevor went all out, every chance he got to make sure I knew how special I was to him.
A month after I came back, we got into a huge fight, though, I found out about some bitch named Jasmine and sort of lost my shit. The woman caused a scene at Eden’s diner, and word was she was pissed Trevor got married after fucking her. Finding out he slept with her after I left killed me, but I forgave him after he explained how it happened. He was drunk and hurt I left.
It was then that I also confessed to Trevor that I kissed Carson in his house. To say he was livid would be an understatement. We had to hire a guy to patch up a few holes. The kiss with Carson meant nothing, it was goodbye, and at the time, Carson really looked like he needed it. Should I have let it go on as long as it did? No, but it was the closure he needed.
Trevor ended up fucking me against the wall and kissing me so roughly, my lips were swollen and bruised the next day. He said he wanted to erase every single trace of Carson from me. The thing is, he already did that, many, many, times since we got together.
After putting Tristan to bed, I go to the living room and wait for Trevor to get home. I wanted to tell him my news this morning, but I didn’t. I wanted to wait until we had the night to ourselves after our son went to bed.
I hear his bike come into the driveway and I smile. I’m pregnant again. And tonight, he’ll find out.
My life is perfect. I never thought I would have Trevor back, thinking he was dead for all those years, but here we are. Back together, the way we should have been all along.
He was always mine, and I was always his.
THE END
About the Author
Dawn Martens is a young, spunky Canadian Author. Being a wife to Colin, and a mother to three beautiful little girls (Sarah (2007), Grace (2010), and Ava (2014), hasn’t stopped this Canadian Firecracker from pursuing her dreams of becoming a writer! Dawn’s number one passion in life is the written word, and she’s extremely thankful that she has the ability to share the ramblings from the characters inside of her head with the rest of the world! She also may or may not have the hugest girl crush on Author Kristen Ashley, who is her personal idol and helped inspire Dawn in the beginning of her Indie career.
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