Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 254(@300wpm)
"If you guys are going to keep hooking up three guys to a girl, I should just start making fucking copies of the same speech so I have it ready for next time. The first time, I thought I was doing something unique, the second time there were four of you, to be fair, but this is the fourth fucking time, and I don't think anyone in this club even knows how to do this the fucking normal way anymore."
There's cheering and laughter. Now that I've gotten the chance to get to know Emily and her three guys, Alessa and her four guys and Faith with just three again, a little better, this whole thing doesn't seem quite as crazy to me, but still… a little weird. It helps that Sandra is being so encouraging, though.
"Be that as it fucking may…" Eagle-eye turns to me. "Natalie, you've had the whole wide world of men to choose between, and hell, probably women too if you wanted to, and somehow, you've settled on these three fuckers who want to have you as their old lady. I'm just going to ask you this once, but are you fucking sure it's them that you want? They can be a damn handful, if you ask me."
Both hands, to be honest, but I don't say that out loud. Wouldn't want to blow up their egos even more than they already are, though in this crowd, it wouldn't even be inappropriate.
Biker weddings aren't like normal weddings, that's for sure.
So instead, I just shrug and say, "Yes. They'll do."
"We'll do, huh?" Badass says with a growl that sends delicious chills down my spine, even through all the laughter around us. "You're going to fucking pay for that later."
I'm counting on it.
"And you three." Eagle-eye fixes each of my men with his eye, one by one. His expression is so stern, you'd think they were about to get kicked out of the club and their cuts burned, and not just married to me. "I don't know if any of you fuckers realize exactly how fucking lucky you are to have found a girl like Natalie, and even luckier, that's she's chosen you to spend the rest of her life with. So I want to hear each and every one of you swear with your cuts as forfeit that you're going to treat her like the queen she is, that you're going to deal swift justice to any fucker that tries to mess with her and to not dip your wicks into any honeypots except hers." He shrugs. "Unless that's your thing by mutual fucking consent. I don't know, it's a whole new fucking generation out there and I'm getting old. Now swear."
Um, yep. Biker weddings, definitely different.
"I swear," says Quickshot.
"Fuck yeah," agrees Animal and smacks my ass.
"For fucking ever," says Badass.
"Then I declare to the club that Natalie is your old lady, claimed and owned. If any of the rest of you fuckers even think about fucking around with your brothers' lady, I'm gonna fucking keelhaul ya. Read me?"
"We read you!" yells every biker in the room, followed by a cheer.
"And now! Cupcakes!"
And the whole café devolves into a feeding frenzy. Man, I was hoping that people would like them, but holy crap.
Badass sweeps me right up in those huge arms of his. "You fucking did it."
Animal closes in behind me and with a hand on my ass, leans in to kiss the back of my neck. "I like that you didn't bake any muffins, though. That muffin's just for us."
"Jesus, Animal," I groan.
"No regrets?" asks Quickshot. He slides his fingers through my hair, running his fingertips firmly over my scalp. I lean into it before I answer.
"None. Only that the Unwanted didn't sell me to you earlier."
The guys laugh. "I think the timing was okay," says Badass. "You needed to get your sister out of a tough spot first."
"Yeah, I guess so. I've never been to a biker wedding before. What's next?" I wrap my arms around Badass's neck.
"We either take you right on the counter over there in front of everyone, or you 'give us a tour of the bakery' downstairs," says Animal with a wide grin. "What's getting a new old lady for if it's not for consummating?"
"You guys!" I smack him on the chest, acting all scandalized. Then, more seriously, "The bakery."
"You got it babe," says Quickshot and leads the way. I doubt anyone has any doubts about what we're up to, but I pretend that they don't as the guys bring me into the back room and down the stairs to my spanking new bakery.
Then again, it's not like they haven't heard us before.
39
NATALIE
God, I'm nervous. Zoe said that I had the basic hang of it at least, but I think she was just being nice. But I’m committed now. I've taken the lessons, and the guys are about to get the show they never expected.