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From behind her back, I threw the bottle of pills. They scattered all over the alley. “You wouldn’t have shown up anyways, so hear this, sweetheart. One,” I sucked on her tongue, “I made no such promise. Two, I don’t do brunch, but I will be doing you.”
Her fantastic lips sucked on my neck. “Fuck you for making me want to live.”
I gripped her ass and pulled. “You’re not dying until I say you can.”
She moaned. “God, if only that could be true, but he’ll never let me go, VP.” Her exhales against my skin were saturated with unexpected emotions. “He’d rather me dead.”
We were both lost in an unnamed storm. Storms that land namelessly on shores do so because no one sees them coming. Elle and I never saw each other coming, but that didn’t stop us from merging, blending, and becoming one that night.
Grabbing the nape of her neck and holding her head back to expose her jugular, I licked from her collarbone all the way up to her chin, marking the prize I’d just stolen. “He no longer has any say over you. You do. So, choose.”
Her ribs were pushing against her skin, pressed against me, desperate for air. “You going to live, Duke?”
I forced her to look into my eyes. “What do you see?”
Tears burst from her. “A wild spirit who will never give up.”
“Minutes, babe. I’ve only given you minutes and look how far we’ve already come. What do you think years together could give us?” When she didn’t answer, I shook her head. “What. Do. You. Have. To. Lose?”
Tears streamed… “My heart. The one that you’re forcing to beat.”
I pulled her to me and laid my head on top of hers, mumbling my mother’s wise words, “Read the soul…” Then I promised Elle, “I’m not the only one with spiritual eyes. Yours are roaring with a life of their own.” As she cried in my arms, feeling like she had been in them for as long as I’d been walking this Earth, I thanked a God I never spoke to. “Thank you for having me shot, so I could find her on her very last day.”
Had everything I’d gone through happened even hours later… I never would’ve found my Elle.
And, thank you, Coach, for being so brave and telling me your truth. Thank you, Mom, for words I’ll never forget again.
As soon as Elle heard vehicles racing down the alley, she spun in my arms and leaned her back to my stomach. Her arms were wide, the exposed box knife in one hand. A guttural growl escaped her throat.
The woman just kept getting hotter.
As soon as an SUV skidded to a stop, Pops got out of the passenger side, shocked by her actions. His head was tilted as he studied her, his hands lifting in the air in between them. “Easy, girl. I would never hurt that boy behind you. Feel me?”
With such emotion it ripped at my heart, Elle suddenly whispered, “Grey eyes,” then sagged back into me. “I can’t believe it.”
Dagger and Vice were quickly darting around the vehicle to flank Pops but paused at her words.
They watched as her face tilted up to me. “A father. Yours.”
Slowly nodding while approaching, he agreed, “Yes, ma’am. His father. I’m the President of the Steel Stallions. They call me Legend.”
“Legend.” She almost chuckled, but it was labored, laced with some sort of awe. Exhaling, Elle retracted the blade. “Sorry for, uh, threatening you.”
Pops looked at me and gaped. “What the hell happened in the last twenty minutes?”
As a few bikers from a club I hadn’t heard of, also now out of the other vehicle, came around the hood and back of the SUV, I stayed leaning against the wall. My arms around Elle’s waist from behind her, I kept smiling. “Hey, Pops. I’d like you to meet my Old Lady.”
“The fuck?”
The air crackled with tension, but I didn’t think I could be happier as I stood propped against the wall. Elle, on the other hand, was unnerved by all the armed men gawking at her as if they simply couldn’t believe their eyes. Not moving from in front of me, still facing them, Elle lifted her sheathed blade and asked, “Do I still need this?”
The men all jolted, stunned by her question. What I just told them meant hurting her was something they would never even consider. Their eyes darted between each other. So many questions were silently spoken.
“What?” asked Elle.
After a delay, Pops ran his hand down his stressed face. “What did you give him?”
I watched the back of Elle’s head as it tilted. “Drugs? None. Please help him.” She stepped to the side and pointed to my gut, ignoring my hands and arms trying to recapture her. When no one moved, she snarled, “What is wrong with you people? Do something.”
