Page 113 of Armor
She nodded again.
“You told me you wanted to dance with me to your favorite song.”
Just then, as we had planned, Hippie hit play on that all too familiar song.
Night Moves.
She smiled up at me as she heard it, her face going soft with the movement.
“While we danced, I glanced up at the night sky, and a star seemed to shine brighter. I watched that star when we separated after we danced, and it dimmed. While I had you in my arms, astar shone. Leading me to my home. That’s why I call you Star Shine.”
Tears cascaded down her cheeks.
I lifted my hand and brushed them away.
“Do I need to gut him for you?” Clip asked as he approached us.
Creedence shook her head and sniffled, “No. Just need you to make me a promise.”
He lifted a brow in waiting.
“Make sure he always comes home to me.”
Clip nodded, “Got you.”
He looked at me and lifted his chin.
I looked down at Creedence, and then she buried her face in my neck as we danced to our favorite song.
The same song I had to sing to myself when it was during the darkest nights in the military to keep my head on a swivel.
“You know, you saved my life,” I said.
She sniffed, then pulled her face out of my neck and asked, “What do you mean?”
“When I was in the military, I was sent on missions, missions I can’t talk about. Shit got hairy on a few of them, and the only way I could keep my head there in the present was to sing this song and have your face at the forefront of my mind.”
She smiled, then she started crying again.
Garret growled, “Jesus Christ, princess, how many times is he going to make you cry? I tossed the bullet I had with his name on it already. Do I need to make another one?”
Cotton chuckled, “Should be asking if she’s pregnant. Swear to Christ, never seen that girl this fucking weepy.”
I froze.
Creedence froze.
Everyone froze.
“Oh. Shit,” Valerie said.
Garret growled, “Ripper!”
I lifted my woman off her feet and strode around the clubhouse to the front courtyard while our family trailed in our wake.
I stopped beside my bike, carefully sat her on her feet, then thought better of it, and lifted her up again while she gasped and giggled, and headed to one of the trucks the club owned.
Her eyes went soft as she got why I left my bike in favor of the truck.
