Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 78534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78534 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 393(@200wpm)___ 314(@250wpm)___ 262(@300wpm)
At least I'm wearing a dress today. Most days it's tight jeans and T-shirts, and after a decade in an ugly nanny uniform, I've grabbed the opportunity to find a new me with both hands. But today's special. Besides, the guys expressed a preference for me wearing a dress with nothing underneath so there was less to get in the way of the celebration afterwards.
I am wearing something under, but I don't think they'll mind when they see.
My starts white at the tight, strapless corset, and then from the waist down, it spreads out in a wide, flowing, layered skirt of tulle that darken the lower and deeper you get, creating a color transition from pure white to almost pure black that stops right around my knees. Instead of dainty pumps, I'm wearing leather boots that lace all the way up to mid-calf, and over my shoulders, I have a sheer black embroidered shawl that’s light over my shoulders, accenting to match the darker shades further down. My hair's up, a silver tiara perched on top. I feel like a biker princess. It’s awesome.
"You look so beautiful!" Anne beams at me, standing close to Bonnie.
With Victor gone, it turned out that Anne really wasn't in any official system. She'd been tutored at home, kept out of the public eye, and I doubt Victor filed a single official government form in his life. That left her adrift when Victor disappeared, and it was probably a sign of how absent of a father he'd been that she handled his death so easily. Not that she wasn't sad, but it’s more aspects of her old life she misses rather than Victor. And she's still got me.
But more importantly, she's got Bonnie, who—once we realized Anne didn't have any near relatives and was basically adrift—was quick to take her in, and now Anne's getting the closest thing to a normal life she’s ever had. She smiles up at Bonnie and takes a step closer for another hug. Is Bonnie perfect? No. Does Anne probably get a little too much coffee for her age? Yes. Is she learning way too many bad words way too early? Almost definitely. But Bonnie's been adrift too, after losing General, and with all the love she's got to give, I think Anne moving in was the perfect solution. More importantly, I think both of them do, too.
I've learned that Church is a pretty common term for meetings in MCs, but I love that the Outlaw Sons can have theirs in an actual church. It adds a whole new level of gravity to it. And it makes what we're about to do seem a little more… real, a little more legitimate, in a way. Not that it truly matters. I would do this with the guys anywhere, and it would be just as real. But I like it. It makes me feel good.
"Here, you can hide in this," says Bonnie and hands me a long black cloak. "So you can see the rest of it, but the guys don't get to see how gorgeous you look for them before it's their turn. Good to keep an element of suspense, right?"
She grins as I take it from her and wrap it around myself. It's just a little bit longer than my dress. Perfect.
I feel a smile spreading on my face. The boys had better have a good reaction in store for me when I reveal my look, or they're not getting any afterwards.
Oh, who am I kidding? I wouldn't deprive myself like that.
There's someone here today that I'm actually curious to meet. Over on one side, watching the altar platform while sipping a bottle of water, is a woman with honey blonde hair almost all the way down to her waist. She's got a baby bump well on the way, and she's watched over by three big bikers from the Screaming Eagles MC. Tex pointed them out to me earlier, since apparently several guys taking a single old lady together has become a thing over there, and she's one of them. Mila, I think they told me. And her brother's getting blooded in the Outlaw Sons today.
I'll have to try and talk to her later, though, because Hellfire strides up to the front and takes the steps up to stand next to the altar. "We got a new member to bring on board today. He's shown bravery, skill and concern for his brothers in ways most prospects never manage. Fuck, some of you boys could do with some pointers. Sinner, come up here."
Sinner approaches the altar, and now I see the resemblance between him and Mila. Knowing how close MC members are, not to mention forward, I can understand why he might not want to be at the same club where his sister was getting frisky with three of the guys.