Total pages in book: 61
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60268 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 301(@200wpm)___ 241(@250wpm)___ 201(@300wpm)
“I’m a guy who can see what good a prom would do. I wasn’t there to take Sophia.” Nash shrugged. “Think how much our women would love us if we were to throw them a prom.”
“Angel loves me.”
“Look, I’m begging for this, okay? I fucked up the whole of my marriage, and I thought it was because of me cheating on her. It wasn’t just that. I’ve been failing my woman for so long that I don’t even know where it fucking starts. I’ve got to do something. She’s pregnant with my kid, and I’m not just going to sit back and lose her.” Hardy pleaded his case to Lash.
“Fine.” Lash gave in. “Next Friday and I don’t want to hear another thing about it. This gets out and we’ll have everyone fighting us for Fort Wills.”
Hardy thumped the air and turned to the women. “I’m going to need your help.”
He worked for the next couple of hours to give the women an idea of the kind of prom he wanted. Everything that didn’t fit into the whole high school theme had to go. His mission was to give Rose everything she ever wanted. The diaries had been a nightmare and an insight, an important insight into his woman’s mind.
By the end of the day they had ordered a lot of prom crap, and now all Hardy had to do was get her a dress to wear.
Leaving the decoration of the club house to the women and men, Hardy begged them not to let anything slip to Rose. He wanted this to be a surprise to her. Riding into town, he pulled over when his cell phone went off.
Picking up his phone, he saw Rose was calling.
“What’s the matter? What’s wrong?”
“I couldn’t get Millie to agree to Friday night, and I did tell Baker yesterday. However, she called and said if I’m still free she’s available tonight. Will you come over tonight? I really want this to work for him.”
Hardy had completely forgotten about Millie and the plan to get her with Baker.
“Sure, yes. Have you phoned Baker?”
“Yeah, he’s more than happy. I offered to swing by the clubhouse to pick him up, but he doesn’t want me to. Said I didn’t need to pick him up.”
“Nah, it’s better if he takes his bike. That way he can ride back to the clubhouse if he’s needed,” Hardy said. The last thing he needed was for Rose to go to the club. “I’ll swing by in an hour. I’ve got some things to do first.”
They said their goodbyes, and Hardy made his way toward the shopping mall.
Entering the mall, he found the shop specializing in proms and went inside. He looked through the racks, and when he found what he was looking for, he took it to the counter. After paying for the dress, he completed the outfit with some underwear. The dress was long, red, and would hug her curves to perfection. He found a lacy bra to match, and decided against underwear. She didn’t need the markings to ruin the line of the dress.
Once he’d purchased shoes, he made his way to his home. Rose answered the door and stared at the boxes.
“What is this?” she asked.
“I will let you know in a couple of days’ time.”
“What are you planning, Hardy?”
“That’s for me to know, and you to find out.” He kissed her cheek, taking his package up to his room. He found the secret compartment where he stored all of his gifts for Rose, and slid it inside. When he came downstairs, he followed the lovely scent of garlic. Rose was in the kitchen, and he stood in the doorway, admiring her new curves. She wore a skirt that fell to her knees, and molded over the curves of her ass. Rose looked good enough to eat, and all he wanted to do was take a bite out of her ass.
“Did you have a good day?” she asked.
“Yeah. I want to ask you a question, and I want you to be honest with me,” he said.
“Sure.”
“Did you ever love me?”
She turned around to face. “Of course I loved you. I’ve never stopped loving you.”
“Then what is it?” he asked.
“Hardy…”
“I want to be the man for you. I want you to love me, and to want to be with me.” He took a step toward her.
Tears glistened in her eyes. “I never imagined myself married to a biker. I also never imagined myself part of your world.” She bit her lip again, and he’d come to see that she always did that when she was worried about upsetting him. “I fell in love with you when I was young, and I didn’t have a fucking clue what was going on.”
“Would you still marry me again?” he asked.
She hesitated. “I would still marry you. I just wouldn’t have married you when I did. We jumped in too fast, and we both paid the price because of what happened.”