Slate (Rebel Wayfarers MC) (55 page)
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Authors: MariaLisa deMora
“Ohhh,” she moaned, “you have no idea.”
Sitting in bed that night, she had her head in his lap and he was stroking her hair. “Ruby, we need to decide where we’re getting married. I was talking to Bingo, and he said there’s a state park not far that might work. They’ve got an inn on the place we can rent for the party after. We can let folks know they can camp there; plus, we can put a couple hundred up at the clubhouse. Pokagon sounds about right to me.” He leaned over to see her eyes were closed and smiled, tracing down her nose with one fingertip. “Okay, baby, you sleep. I got this.”
***
“That was a fucking awesome wedding, Slate,” Deke told him, clapping him on the shoulder. “I about lost it when I saw how many brothers came to honor you, man. I’m fucking proud of our club and members. This has been epic.”
Slate nodded, taking a deep breath. It had been epic, and amazing, and fucking scary at times, but it was behind them now. He looked down at the plain platinum band on his finger, remembering the intense look on Ruby’s face as she put it there, her pretty lips mouthing the phrase she’d had engraved on the inner surface, ‘
For-fucking-ever, babe’
, and he smiled.
“It was a good day, yeah?” He looked up at Deke, and then swung his gaze across the field, taking in the hundreds of people standing or sitting in large and small groupings. “I am humbled, man,” he said softly. “I love these motherfuckers, and they all came here for me and Ruby.”
The wedding had been casual; they’d gotten Preacher from St. Louis to do the vows, and had a small group of close friends and family to witness. The hog roast afterward had been huge. Mason had been right—there were nearly a thousand people who came, but he’d gotten help with the logistics of feeding and housing that many people, and it had gone pretty smoothly. It helped that the weather cooperated too, giving them beautiful, cloud-free days and warm nights.
He spent the next hour moving from group to group, thanking people for coming and accepting their congratulations. He knew Ruby was doing the same in a smaller way with their family, most of who were staying at the Potawatomi Inn. They had made plans to meet back at the Inn shortly, so they could get in the wind and away from everyone.
The last group he stopped at was filled with his friends: Watcher, Mason, Bones, Bingo, Mica and Daniel, Molly and J.J., Jason, Bear, Duck, Digger, Tug, Estavez and Carmela, Blackie and Lottie...so many familiar faces around him. He realized he’d been there longer than expected when he saw Ruby making her way over to him, and within minutes, he felt the familiar tug of her fingers winding their way into his belt loops.
Reaching back, he loosely clasped her wrist, pulling her up alongside him, tucking her into his side. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he covered her belly with his palm, dragging his fingertip across the waistband of her pants. Leaning down to kiss the top of her head, he said softly, “You ready to go, baby?” He felt her nod against his chest and leaned down, scooping her up into his arms as she squealed and giggled.
“I’m taking my woman away now, Brothers,” he announced to the crowd. “Last one out, turn off the lights.” He smiled, hearing the catcalls and laughter from around them, and turned to walk her to his bike. Slate stopped short when he saw the lines of people stretching across the field; he would have to walk between them.
“Rea
dy, baby?” he whispered to her.
“Always ready with you, Slate; let’s go,” she whispered back, and he began striding between the rows of their friends. Hands were slapping him on the back and ruffling his hair, but there were also hands that reached out to drop things in Ruby’s lap. He saw patches, jewelry, money clips with cash, cards...it seemed nearly everyone had something small they wanted to give, and Ruby’s hands were working overtime to gather them all.
Slate leaned his forehead against the side of Ruby’s head as he walked, carrying her. “I love you so much, Ruby. Love our Peanut, too.” He kissed her neck.
“Love you too, babe,” she told him. It took them nearly twenty minutes to transit the field, and her lap was overflowing by the time they arrived where Susan, DeeDee, GeeMa, and Ben were standing near the bike, waiting to say goodbye.
DeeDee had a duffle in her hand, and she laughed when she saw the piles of gifts stacked and strewn across Ruby’s belly and chest. “I heard there was a gift line and thought you might need something to carry it all in,” she said, coming over and holding the bag open for Ruby. “Love you, baby girl,” she said, leaning in to kiss first Ruby’s and then Slate’s cheek, “ and love you too, big guy.” Slate put Ruby down and watched as she hugged his family.
Fuck me
, he mouthed as his heart clenched;
she
was his family now.
Sitting astride the bike, he held out a hand to help her up onto the pegs and onto the seat behind him. “Hold on, baby,” he called, and they moved slowly down the drive. Once on the highway, he opened the throttle up, feeling her fingers tighten around his waist. Tipping his chin, he pointed the bike south and put them into the wind.
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THANK YOU FOR READING
Slate
!
This is Book #
2 in a series. I hope you enjoyed and fell in love with the characters as much as I did while writing Slate’s story. You can learn more about Mason, Bear, and Eddie’s story in Book #3 of the Rebel Wayfarers MC book series,
Bear
, available December 2014.
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REBEL WAYFARERS MC BOOK SERIES
While these books are intended to be readable as standalone stories, there is a sequence if you are reading the series:
Mica – Book #1:
Amazon.com/dp/B00L7H0W9O/
Slate – Book #2:
Amazon.com/dp/B00M4TEDCQ/
Bear – Book #3
Jase – Book #4
Mason – Book #5
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Raised in the south, MariaLisa deMora learned about the magic of books at an early age. Every summer, she would spend hours in the local library, devouring stacks of books in every genre. She still reads voraciously, and always has a few books going in paperback, hardback, on devices, on napkins! On music, she says, “I love music of nearly any kind—jazz, country, rock, alt rock, metal, classical, bluegrass, rap, gangstergrass, hip hop—you name the type, I probably listen to it.
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I can often be seen dancing through the house in the early mornings. But what I really, REALLY love is live music. My favorite way to experience live music is seeing bands in small, dive bars [read: small, intimate venues]. If said bar [venue] has a good selection of premium tequila, then that’s a definite plus! Oh, and since I’m a hand gal, drummers are my thing—yeah, Paul and Alex…you know who you are!”
