Page 42 of Maverick
Dad. Why? She loves you.
And that one that broken me. Because I knew, without a doubt, that I loved her too. Even though our time had been limited. I loved her more than anything. I wanted her by my side, on the back of my bike, in my bed, at my table every damn day.
LANI
Van keeps asking about you. I think it breaks her heart all over again. Don’t be the guy I thought you were for years.
I closed the app and put the phone away, brushing at the tears threatening to fall. I wanted to have it all.
Looking over at Reaper heading inside with Rowan, I thought about what it would be like to have Tavi here with me. Van running around the clubhouse causing mischief, me showing him all about bikes and how they work, taking him to work with me, teaching him about poker.
Fuck.
That sounded like bliss.
Like a dream come true.
I needed to see her.
Them.
Because it wasn’t just Tavi…they were a package deal.
A deal I wanted so fucking much it hurt to think of them never being in my world.
I couldn’t sit around here, smoking my life away. I needed…I don’t even fucking know, but I needed to see them.
Getting up, I headed to my bike, ignoring the calls for me to join the party inside, and I jumped on my beast. Roaring through the streets of Sydney, I had one thing on my mind.
Tavi.
She was the only woman for me, and I knew it. I had to prove it to her. I had to show her that I could be hers. There was no way I would survive losing her for good.
I didn’t care how dangerous it was, or who her fucking father was. I didn’t care what her name was. She was mine.
She always was.
The rain pelted down from above, as I watched her step out from the shelter and run to the letterbox to grab the parcel sitting inside, and run back to the shelter of the porch.
I shouldn’t be here.
I know this was dangerous.
Not just for her, but for me, too.
She had so much at stake, and so did I, but I was obsessed. I had been since she came waltzing into my shop. When I learned who she was, I should have just walked away, but I was already in too deep.
But how do you walk away from someone like her?
I wanted everything to be different.
I wanted her.
And everything that came along with her.
She looked up, scanning the street, like a good girl, checking for predators. Only I was the only predator out here, watching her like a lovesick fool. Prez got his girl, so why couldn’t I have mine?
Because…of who she was.
