Page 116 of Loyal
I frown, thinking back to that day. “You said that day that it didn’t look like a regular flat.”
He nods. “I think Billy did it. I couldn’t tell you that, though, so I kept it to myself. I never planned to tell you I was a bit of a stalker before we met. I thought if I did, you would run screaming.”
I take a step toward him. “Am I screaming?”
I should be, but it doesn’t matter how we got here. I love Loyal, and I wouldn’t give him up for anything.
“No. Are you mad?”
I shake my head. “It does make me wonder if you love me more than I love you, though. Because you have loved me longer.”
He smirks. “I have to love you more. You are a catch. You could go out and find another man in a second. So I have to love you twice as hard to keep you.”
I giggle as he pulls me into his chest. “No, you don’t because I love you just as much as you love me. It isn’t a competition. We both are winners.”
He leans in, kissing me softly. “That we are.”
I cannot believe the biggest secret I have been keeping from Sami is out in the open and she still wants to be with me. I swear I need to pinch myself to see if this is a dream. There is no way this intelligent, beautiful woman is accepting the fact that I practically stalked her before we officially met.
Yet here she is in my arms, looking up at me as if I hung the moon in the sky just for her enjoyment.
Fuck, I’m lucky.
“Be my old lady.”
It falls out of my mouth without a second thought.
“I thought I already was,” she says, confusion on her face.
“Yes. Always, but I want to make it official. I’ll be honest, it’s permanent. Even more so than your marriage ever was. It means telling the club that you are mine for the rest of eternity. There’s a ceremony. You get your own cut. We could include Farrah in it if she wants. So what do you say? Are you ready to tell the whole world that you are my woman?”
She beams up at me. “I am. That means you get to tell all those hussies that look at you that you are my man.”
“I don’t even notice them. I only ever notice you.”
“Smooth,” she whispers before pressing her lips against mine. “Does this mean you will marry me one day too? I know I kept Billy’s last name for Farrah, but I don’t think she will mind if I change it.”
“Name the time and place, and I’m there,” I promise.
“I think we should celebrate.”
I hum against her lips. “Oh yeah?”
“Farrah is staying with Jackie and likely cuddling up to that Abel kid. Hopefully making smart choices.”
I chuckle. “I threatened him within an inch of his life before he saw Farrah earlier. They are making the best choices for tonight at least.”
“You are such an overprotective father. She is going to kill you.” She slaps my chest.
“It’ll be worth it. So continue. Were you thinking we should make some poor choices tonight?” I ask.
“Well, I was thinking maybe we get some practice in.” She steps back, pulling off the shirt she borrowed from me.
“What kind of practice?” I ask.
“The kind that makes babies?”
I freeze. “You want more babies?”
