Page 106 of Hard Corps (Selected Sinners MC 7)

I slid the ring onto her finger.

“Katie, what symbol do you bring as a pledge of that sincerity of your vows?”

“A ring,” she said.

“Alec, this ring is a seal of Katie’s vow to you. She presents this to you as a token of her submission to you in Jesus Christ. This is a symbol of leadership and privilege. God has placed you as head of the family. You must lead in worship, works and fellowship. As the weaker vessel she depends upon you for strength.”

“Katie, you may place the ring on Alec’s finger.”

“For as much as Alec and Katie have consented in holy wedlock, and have thereto confirmed the same by giving and receiving each one a ring; by the authority committed unto me as a minister of the Church of Jesus Christ, I now declare you husband and wife, according to the ordinance of God, and the laws of the state of Texas, in the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit, Amen.”

“You may kiss the bride,” he said.

I tilted my head to the side and kissed Katie for the first time as my wife.

We turned to face the crowd. Five Marines lined each side of the aisle, and as we stepped down the steps, they drew their swords. Under their raised swords we walked, and took the traditional kiss. I turned from the kiss and faced the rear of the church.

Selected Sinners lined the back of the church, all dressed in their cuts.

With my Marine brethren beside me, and my MC brethren in front, I cupped Katie’s hand in mine and held it high in the air. After the cheers slowed, I picked her from her feet and carried her toward the door.

“I love you,” she said.

“I love you, too,” I responded.

As we approached the two long lines of men in their cuts, Axton lowered his chin.

“Get that Marine shit hung up in your closet where it belongs, and get on your cut, A-Train,” he growled.

Soon enough, Brother Slice, soon enough.

“You ready to take care of some long overdue business?” I whispered as I carried her between the two aisles of Sinners.

“We have a reception,” she responded.

“Doesn’t start for thirty minutes,” I said.

“Sounds good to me,” she said with a smile.

I had no intention of having sex with Katie in the thirty-minute window we had before the reception started, but it was fun to joke about.

For her, it was going to be the first time, and I was going to make it special.

I glanced around the church. It was filled with my family – all facets of it. They surrounded me on all sides. Family by blood, family by oath, and family by choice.

And with God’s blessing, I was ready to get started making my own family.

One special moment at a time.