Page 37 of My Single Dad Biker

She processes this slowly. Then she steps back. "Come in."

I walk inside and she closes the door and locks it out of habit. We're standing in her entryway and she's looking up at me with concern now, more awake.

"What happened?" she asks.

"Nothing happened. I just woke up and I couldn't sit at home drinking coffee when I needed to tell you something."

"Tell me what?"

I look at her standing there in bare feet with her hair a mess and sleep still in her eyes and the words are already there. "That last night wasn't casual for me. That I woke up knowing you're mine. That I'm not halfway in this, I'm completely in, and I needed you to know that before I did anything else today."

She goes very still. "Holt."

"I know it's only been a few days. I know it's fast. I don't care. I've never been good at slow and I'm not starting now. You're mine and I'm yours and I needed to tell you that in person."

"You drove over here at seven in the morning to tell me you're all in."

"Yes."

"Before you even finished your coffee."

"I finished the coffee. Couldn't drink a second cup sitting at my kitchen table when I needed to be here."

She stares at me for a long moment. Then something in her face changes. Goes softer. "Come here."

I close the distance between us and she reaches up and cups my face in both hands and kisses me. Soft and slow and I feel it everywhere. When she pulls back I'm breathing harder than I should be from just a kiss.

"I'm all in too," she says quietly. "I was all in last night. I'm all in this morning. I'll be all in tomorrow and every day after that."

Something in my chest that I didn't know was tight loosens. "Say it again."

"I'm yours, Holt. Completely."

I kiss her properly then, deep and claiming, and she makes a small sound and presses closer. When I force myself to pull back we're both breathing hard and I want to stay so badly it physically hurts.

"I need to get home before Louis wakes up," I say.

"What time does he wake up?"

"Seven usually. I've got maybe twenty minutes."

"Then you should go."

I don't move. "I'm telling him today. About you. About us."

"Okay."

"I'm also bringing you to church on Wednesday. The clubhouse. I need the brothers to know you matter and that you're under protection."

Her eyes widen slightly. "Protection from what?"

"From Marrow retaliating. They're going to come back at us for the warehouse burn. When they do, they need to know that touching you means going through the entire club."

She absorbs this. "And bringing me to church accomplishes that?"

"Yes. When I bring someone to church it means she matters. It means she's family. It means the club protects her the same way they'd protect me or Louis or any brother."

"Okay."