Chapter 19 #3
I slide it on her finger, a perfect fit.
Her eyes focus on it, her head tipping back to look at me, and the woman says some shit about California and that we can kiss.
I press my hand to the side of her throat, lean down and press my lips to hers, allowing myself to let the satisfaction of Harlow being my wife wash over me.
Something feels like it locks into place within me. My chest unclenches a little.
Pulling back, I stroke my thumb along her throat. Wow, yeah, definitely needed to do this.
The woman congratulates us, signatures happen, and then we are handed our documents.
I wrap my arm around Harry’s shoulders and walk her back out of the county building.
Her head is dipped, looking down at the ring on her finger.
I clear my throat. “I, uh, chose that because you are the center of my universe.”
Her head tips up, looking at me, the sun catches on the tiny diamonds inlayed in the gold band to look like stars. The celestial setting just seemed right. Her pretty face kicks up into a massive smile. “I love it. I really do. I love you too.”
I chuckle, pulling her to me, pressing my lips to hers again. Aware of just how many people are out and about here, I keep the kiss PG. I pull back smiling. “I really fucking love you, Harlow.”
She shifts one of her shoulders and hedges into something that I am really fucking glad to hear, “How would you feel if I changed to Harker? I really don’t like having my mother’s husband’s last name.”
“I would love for you to be Harlow Lillian Harker.” I roll my shoulders feeling fucking pleased as punch about this, one more binding. “It’s engraved.”
Her head jerks down, hand coming up she tugs the ring off, holding it close to her face she rolls the band letting the sun catch. “F+H Forever. When did you do all of this?”
“Mom suggested marriage when I talked to her yesterday and I realized she was right. I used one of your rings for size. They engraved it on the spot. I didn’t realize we would be doing this today, but I am damn glad I decided to wait for that engraving instead of coming back to get it.
” She laughs this beautiful bubbly sound.
Everything about her seems as though it has lightened.
Her whole being lighter than in all the time I have known her.
“I have to get to work in a little bit.” She harrumphs, her pretty bangs fluffing with the gust she blows upward.
“If we go now, you can tattoo my finger.” I wag my brows at her.
She nods. “Yeah, let’s go.”
When she is done with my latest tattoo, my lips press to my wife’s before I head out from the shop, letting her get on with her workday.
I find myself checking my finger over and over as I ride down the road, getting to the clubhouse.
I fucking love what she did, she made it look like I am actually wearing a ring, and on the inside of my finger, she put and H.
Making my way through the clubhouse, I head straight for the office to grab the paperwork Jolt asked me to drop off tomorrow when I go get my car from Sacramento. When I push into the office I am surprised to find Kev. “You don’t have to be in office today?”
He looks over at me. “Hey. I do. I had enough time to rush by and submit this spreadsheet to Badger for Mint.”
Badger is the SLO treasurer, and he generally does the club wide accounts. “Got it. I came to grab some shit for Jolt. I reach past him, flicking through the folders on the desk organizer.
Kev’s hand wraps around my wrist. “Want to explain that?”
The second skin on my finger is keeping the new ink protected and I am kind of excited to talk about this new thing, though I probably should have kept this to myself just a little longer. “It’s a ring.”
“No fucking shit.” He turns fully toward me, his mean mug in place. It has never bothered me because it’s just his way. He is clearly waiting for me to finish.
“Me and Harry…” I trail off.
His brows go up. “Bold fucking move to do it without Mint knowing. Hanger knows?”
“He knows I moved her in and that she’s my woman.”
“And you two getting married?” He leans back in his seat, blowing out a whistled breath. “Mint’s going to flip.”
“She needed to know this shit is forever for me.” I try to justify my actions, and am not really sure why I am.
His hands come up. “Not judging you. Fuck, I’m the last one that would.
You stood by me with all the shit with Gracie and not once did anything but back me.
You have my full support. Honestly, Gracie is going to be over the fucking moon.
She and Meadow, Paige too, have been wanting to see you two give each other a chance.
I knew you loved her, but… man… well you operate fast.” He chuckles.
I shrug.
“She needed to know this is forever. Something I need to know?” he probes.
“Yeah, but I rather only have to go through it once.” I rub my hand over my head. “We have some shit to take care of.”
He nods. “Whatever we need to do to keep her safe and okay.”
“Revenge. I am giving my wife her pound of fucking flesh,” I tell him.
“That’s fucking right.” He pushes to his feet, his hand smack at my shoulder. “We’ll get that for her. And for what it’s worth, Gracie and I are in full support and will help however we can with Mint.”
“Thanks. That means a lot.” I give him a dip of my chin.