Series: Straight to Hell MC Series by Sam Crescent
Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43704 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
She’d never seen him nervous, and yet that was exactly how he looked. Grace was a little confused.
“What’s wrong?” For a split-second, Grace didn’t know if Reaper was about to tell her in a very polite way that they were going to end this relationship. She had no idea why her thoughts were suddenly swarming to the negative, just that they were, and there didn’t seem to be a way to stop it.
Grace had every intention of telling Reaper she loved him with all her heart, and there was no one else she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, yet what could she do now? If she told him how she felt, and he wanted to end it, it would look like desperation. No, there was no way she was going to do that.
She forced a smile to her lips. “Whatever it is, we’ll deal with it.” There, that sounded reasonable.
Reaper cleared his throat, and what was worse, he looked down at the ground, and Grace didn’t know what was going on. Is this the way a relationship ended?
And then, she couldn’t help but pause as Reaper lowered to the ground, but he didn’t sink to his knees, no, he literally put one knee down, looked up at her, and she was able to see what he’d been rifling through his pockets to find. In his hand, he held a velvet box. Her heart instantly started to pound, but she didn’t know if she should get her hopes up yet.
“Grace, you are my world. You mean absolutely everything to me, and there is no one else I would ever want. You’re everything. I don’t want to live without you. I know I’m not originally what you had planned, and for that, I’m sorry.”
“Reaper?”
“I love you. I love you more than anything in the world, and you’re the only woman I want to spend the rest of my life with. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”
He lifted up the velvet box, and inside was a dainty engagement ring that was so perfect. Grace loved it the moment she saw it.
“You’re everything to me,” she said, cupping his face.
“Is that a yes?”
She burst out laughing, because she struggled to see through the tears of happiness.
“Yes, yes, a million percent it’s a yes.”
He got to his feet and she was amazed as he slid the ring right on her finger, and it was a perfect fit.
****
One Month Later
Reaper lifted Grace up into his arms. He was done playing nice, done posing for photographs, or having another piece of cake shoved into his mouth. The club had done wonders with the wedding and he would always be grateful to them, but now was not the time to be drinking beers with them, when he could be balls-deep in his wife.
Grace had accepted his proposal, and then came the chaos of actually getting married. Grace didn’t want to do it in the church, so that meant the clubhouse. The other little problem they had—Grace was pregnant. She didn’t want to be showing in the pictures, or for their little boy or girl to think they had only gotten married because she was pregnant. Her hormones were already all over the place, and Reaper just wanted to give her everything her heart desired.
Rather than a long engagement, it was a very short one, and they agreed to get married at the club, with as little decorating as possible. With the club’s help, and the other old ladies, they were able to create a wedding of dreams.
Grace was everything to him, and he knew she had done this partly so he didn’t have to be uncomfortable with a long, drawn-out wedding. He didn’t like standing up in crowds and being watched. When he was with his club brothers, that was all he needed.
Some of the women from the shelter came for Grace’s side, as she didn’t have any other family to attend. It didn’t matter, because the club made sure there were no sides to be taken. They put all the chairs together, and Lord offered to walk her down the aisle, which was at the side of all the chairs. He knew it meant the world to Grace that his club prez would do that.
The ceremony was short and sweet, along with a short reception, that exploded into an even bigger party. Now, he had forced his wife away from the crowd.
Kicking open his door, he slammed it shut, and for good measure, he even locked the door so no one would dare to enter and disturb them. Slowly, he lowered his wife to her feet, and he cupped her face, staring into her beautiful eyes.
“Hey, you,” he said.
Grace smiled. “It has been an amazing day.”
“Okay, so we can either strip naked, go and take a shower, come back, and pass out and sleep.”