“After everything we did Angel. We are in this together. I’m working through it all, but you have to trust that I do forgive you as I hope you forgive me fully and truly.”

She sucks in a deep breath. “Okay.” She whispers.

“Okay. You ready to go out there?” Her smile radiates the room.

“Yeah, let’s celebrate.”

“Let’s.”

I lace my fingers with Angel’s as we step into the main room of the clubhouse. Tables and chairs are everywhere. A DJ is set up in the corner, his large speakers bumping with bass as music flows out of them.

“There you are!” Princess yells from behind the bar, running towards us quickly. Before I can protest, Angel lets go of my hand as Princess picks her up swinging her around. “You okay?” She asks.

“Yeah. I really am.” Angel says putting her feet back to the ground.

“Good. There’s food. You need to eat.” Princess looks at me. “I’m taking her for a while.”

Before she can pull her away, I grab Angel and pull her flush with my body wrapping my arm around her waist, pulling her as close to me as I can. Her eyes widen in surprise. I lower my lips crashing them to hers, my tongue moving in and out of her mouth. She meets me move for move and I grab her ass pressing her body against my hardening dick.

Angel’s arms reach up, wrapping around my neck and hold me tight, her body melting into mine. I need to take her back to my room. Now. Whoops and hollers come from the room and they get louder and louder the more we go on. I couldn’t give two shits if they watch, but my Angel pulls slightly away. I nip her bottom lip with my teeth and rest my forehead on hers. Her breathing is labored and I take great satisfaction in the fact that I did that to her.

“You done pissing on your territory?” Princess says smiling wide.

“Never. But it’ll do for now.” Angel smiles and I nip her lip one more time before she reluctantly releases my neck and moves with Princess. I watch her ass sway side to side only making my dick harder. I move my hand down to my jeans, adjusting the hard-on that she will be taking care of soon enough.

“Here brother.” Buzz calls handing me a beer and a shot glass full of amber liquid. I shoot the whiskey first and then start on the beer.

I look around in search of Bella knowing she wouldn’t leave without saying bye to Angel. “Thanks. Where’s Bella?” I know she rode back with Buzz, but looking around I do not see her now. Bella’s had quite an education coming here for the past couple of weeks. Even though everything has been pretty calm for the most part, from what I hear, she’s been pretty busy getting to know Buzz and Breaker for that matter.

“Asleep. Be out in a bit.”

“Been keeping her busy?” I smirk.

“Fuck yeah, brother.” He laughs. “She’s fucking hot and a wildcat in the bedroom.”

“She still leaving?”

“Yep. Tomorrow now. She wouldn’t miss this.” I nod and head over to the large table with Pops, Dagger, Cruz, Rhys and Becs.

“Brother. Bout time you get your ass out here.” Dagger chuckles holding up his beer in salute.

“I’m here.” I hold my arms out wide flashing my rag and smirk. I pull out a smoke, roll it between my teeth and light it. Pops kicks the chair next to him in invitation and I sit. Judging by the slew of bottles on the table, this party is in full swing.

“Raise ‘em boys.” Pops declares. All of us raising whatever concoction is near. “To my beautiful granddaughter.”

“Mia.” They say in unison. I smile and take a pull from my beer.

“Princess sure outdid herself this time.” She utterly amazes me sometimes. With all the shit being thrown at her, she’s stronger than ever.

“Brother, you have no idea. That woman is relentless.” Becs says smiling.

“No shit. Try living with her.” Cruz laughs. “She’s been a fucking basket case. I can only calm her ass by fucking her.” He shrugs. “Not that I mind.”

“I gave her a lot of leeway with this shit, probably more than I should have, but I knew how much it would mean to you and Casey. And shit, who doesn’t like a kick ass party.” Pops grins, taking a pull from his beer.

“I just don’t even know what to say brothers, besides, thank you.” I shake my head and search for my girl. I spot her at a table on the other side of the room, Princess next to her and a big pile of food in front of her. Her eyes lock with mine and she smiles so brightly it lights the entire fucking room. I raise my brows suggestively and she blushes turning back to her food.

“She yours brother, or free game?” Rhys asks. My head jerks to him. I clamp the bottle in my hand so hard I feel the bottle waver a bit but not enough to break. My teeth grind and my pulse picks up, fiery rage spreads through my body.

“No one fucking touches her. Got me?” I grind out through gritted teeth starting directly into his eyes.

“You puttin’ colors on her?” Becs stares at me intently and it’s as if Bam asked the question and not him. I know that Casey sees Becs as the closest thing she has to a father because of their tight friendship, so his question doesn’t piss me off; instead it calms me a bit from Rhys’ mouth.

“Absolutely.” I answer immediately.

“Good boy. About fucking time.” He stands up and stretches.

“I’m gonna head outside, make sure everyone’s happy out there.” Dagger smirks standing up too. Outside the club doors, the club mommas wait until the party gets really going. Inside is just for family, for now.

“You do that.” Pops answers knowingly. We sit for what seems like hours talking and shooting the shit about everything; sports, women, our bikes. Members from other chapters come up, repeatedly patting me on the back and giving condolences along with the ol’ ladies who all piled around Casey. She caught my eye several times, giving me her sexy smile and each time, I am tempted to pull her into the bathroom and fuck her senseless, but refrain. Why? Who the fuck knows. But the way the ol’ ladies are rallying around her warms my heart. She’s feeling the family that she never thought she had.

The party is seriously picking up and club mommas in scraps of fabric come in, some with brothers from other chapters hanging on them, some alone but all looking to party.

The ol’ ladies have loosened up and are dancing in front of the DJ shaking their asses, Casey in with them. Currently, she’s wedged between Flash and Harlow shaking her body tempting me at every step. The sly looks she keeps sending me are about to send me over the fucking edge. The thing that stands out though is she’s the only one that doesn’t have a Property of rag on and that will fucking change soon.

I watch as she moves her body back and forth and up and down. Flash, Dagger’s ol’ lady, grabs her from behind and begins grinding with her. Angel’s face turns flush as she pushes her ass right into Flash, her hands hugging her hips tight.

I continue watching, catching her eye often. The sexual tension thickening with every passing minute. Feminine hands land on my shoulder, I glance up seeing DeDe. Back in the day she used to clean my room. “Hey.” I smile up at her as she moves around the table resting her almost bare ass on it.

“Hey handsome.” She crosses her leg, her skirt rising. “I’ve missed you.” Her hand reaches out touching my shirt.

“How ya been?” I pull out of her reach, her once long nails now look like daggers and the dark brown hair does nothing to appeal to me.

“Alright.”

“You been taking care of yourself?”

“Yeah. Some friends of mine wanted to come tonight. Heard about your daughter. Sorry.”

“Thanks.”

“I was hoping we could catch up.” She smiles bashfully.

“Nah. I’ve got my girl.” I look out to the dance floor and eyes are piercing through me. Several ol’ ladies are killing me right now in their mind; Angel is nowhere to be seen. Shit. Without a word, I move to get up and DeDe stops me by grabbing on to my arm.