Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35751 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 179(@200wpm)___ 143(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
“Good. I don’t want to lose you.”
“You won’t, baby.”
Chapter Fifteen
Dylan
It’s been a week since I found Harley, and we’re on our way to Vegas. My uncle is getting married. It’s something I should be doing with Harley. A plan comes to mind, and I’m doing it. Harley will be mine forever this weekend. I can’t wait a day longer than necessary, so the second my uncle marries his love, I’ll be taking my bride the next day to say our vows.
“I’ve never been to Vegas before,” Harley says, turning to me and digging her teeth into her bottom lip while we ride in the back of our SUV on our way to the airport.
“There’s a first for everything, sweetheart.” I take her hand and bring it to my lips. All I can think about is tying her to me. My heart races when I consider the ring in my pocket. It’s only been a few hours since I picked it up from the jeweler, but I want to slide it on her finger already.
“Do you go there often?”
“No, I’ve been there for a couple of conferences, but nothing in particular. I happen to be acquainted with Esperanza’s son and his business partner. We’ve done business together over the years.”
“Oh, wow, the world is so much smaller than it seems.”
“I’m just so glad you ended up in my part of it.” I press my lips to her temple and hold her close. Thoughts of the past creep up on me, and my faults threaten to derail my good mood.
“What’s wrong?” she asks me, reading me easier and easier the more time we spend together. I want to tell her the truth, but I’d hate to ruin our trip.
I press my lips to hers and then say, “Nothing. I’m just lucky to have you in my life.”
“So am I.” Damn it, I want to ask her, but I can’t do it in the back of a moving vehicle.
The rest of the ride and the takeoff over, I’m able to control my fears because Harley has her own fears. My sweet girl is completely afraid of flying. My hand comes over hers, giving them a squeeze.
“I’ve got you. We’re going to be fine. This is pretty standard and will steady out as we reach cruising altitude.” And just as I finish that, the plane steadies. “See, beautiful?”
Her body relaxes slightly, but she’s clearly still on edge. “Would you like something to drink or eat?”
“Something to drink for sure. Something strong, please.”
“Sure. I’ll tell the flight attendant.”
“Good morning, Mr. Hunter. How can I be of service?” For the first time in my life, I regret having a male flight attendant. His eyes land on my woman, and he gives an appraising look.
“What would you like?” I ask her, running interference because I don’t want this guy to make any moves on my woman because he’d have a thirty-five-thousand-mile free trip to wherever he landed.
“I don’t know.”
“Get her a tequila sunrise.”
“Yes, sir.”
“Thanks. I just know I need something.”
I press my head on hers and whisper, “Anything for you, Harley. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
He brings her drink and she sips it, calming down after a few minutes. Luckily the rest of the flight remains turbulence free, and we land in Vegas without any major hiccups. Although, I wish we had come at night so she could see the lights. Perhaps when we leave, she can see the strip lit up.
****
“Their wedding was so sweet, and almost everyone was well behaved.”
“You mean that asshole Blade?”
“He’s just himself, but her son is sweet.”
“You liked him?”
“And his beautiful wife, who happens to be Blade’s sister, which I think is why Blade is enjoying the torture a little bit.”
“I suppose, but he shouldn’t be flirting with you. You’re taken.”
“According to him, there’s no ring on this finger.”
“I’ll remedy that right now,” I growl. I grab her hand and pull her to my side.
“What?” she gasps.
“I’ve asked you to marry me, but the circumstances forced me to hold off on getting the one thing that made sure everyone knew that you were mine. Enough waiting.” I slide the four-carat stone on her slender finger.
“Dylan…”
“Yes, my sweet Harley?”
“It’s gorgeous and way too much. You didn’t…” I press my hand to her lips, silencing her.
“I would have gotten you a larger ring, but I didn’t want to hurt your hand with something so damn heavy. You have slender fingers, my beauty.” I kiss her ring finger and then her lips. “Marry me tonight.”
“Yes, Dylan.”
****
I stand in front of the officiant in the Vegas chapel, waiting for Harley to come out from the back where she’s getting ready with her cousin. It’s one of the nicer spots, and thankfully I was able to get many of the Riders and my uncle to show up for the last-minute ceremony since they were already in town.