Epilogue
Three months later
Stacey never thought she’d be sitting in a sidecar of a motorbike dressed in her wedding gown, a helmet over her veil.
She and Metal Man had come to a halt in front of the chapel on Jean-Paul’s plantation. The Slayers pulled their bikes in on either side of her. Hard men with beards and tattoos, dressed in leathers sporting their colors, climbed off their bikes with salutes to her, and strode into the chapel.
Amazingly, she was comfortable around them, and was grateful they’d all gone out of their way to look after her. She was so proud of Troy. He’d resigned from the army and had thrown himself into civilian life without blinking. All for her.
She smiled at Metal Man as he lifted her out of the sidecar and unstrapped her helmet, no doubt under Troy’s instructions.
She walked up the steps of the chapel, and her stepfather, dressed in his full army uniform, walked her down the aisle, while the organist played Against the Wind by Bob Seger.
Troy stood with Axel, facing the altar, both dressed in black leathers, their club emblem emblazoned on the back. As one, they turned, and Troy’s eyes lit up when he saw her in her white wedding gown. She could see the love shining in his face as she came closer, and her own heart beat with happiness. In a short amount of time, she’d come so far, had learned to trust her delicious alpha male completely. He was worth every difficult step she’d taken.
He didn’t know she wore a black lace garter decorated with skulls under her dress, which she hoped her brother would catch and give to Lizzie, now that she and Brian were back. Stacey smiled at them both. Her beloved brother had grown a beard, and although he looked like he was fitting in with the bikers, he was holding Lizzie’s hand and grinning at her like a little boy. Stacey thought they made a sweet couple.
She could accept and love Pa now. Especially after he’d welcomed Brian back without a hint of discipline.
As she walked with the music toward Troy, joy vibrated throughout her whole being. She was so happy, and she could barely believe this gorgeous man was really hers. He was strong and supportive, and she loved him with every cell in her body.
He held out his hand, and she took it. He leaned in close, whispering, “You are the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen.”
She beamed back at him. “I’m so excited to be your wife.” Oh, God, she adored him.
She held his hand as they said their vows in front of their families, Troy’s military buddies, and his club brothers, who’d all crowded into the tiny chapel. When he placed the wedding ring on her finger, she was the happiest she’d ever been, almost giddy with the joy that bubbled up inside her.
She also had a ring for him. The Slayers never wore wedding rings, but he accepted hers with a wink and a smile.
And when they were declared husband and wife, he gave her a look of love so intense, she knew she’d be just this happy for the rest of her life.
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