Lahat ng Kabanata ng Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

WrenThe breath leaves my lungs as I watch the tear that rolls down Pete’s face. I’ve been crying since I saw Ezra break down like a baby, apologizing over and over again for the accident.I can’t begin to imagine the guilt he feels. I’ve had to plant my feet to the ground to give the three of them their moment.“Are you having big feelings, Mr Pete?” Hannah questions. Then, she does something that shocks us all.She wipes his tears—with MaryAnne’s towel, but that’s okay—and the drool at the corner of his lips. “It’s okay to have big feelings, I had big feelings too when aunt Wren read my real mommy’s letter.”We all just stare at her, speechless, enamored by this sweet little girl. And when my eyes cut to huge, macho, Mitch, he doesn’t look so big anymore.I see the tiredness in his face, the slump of his shoulders, and I also see the hope in his eyes as he stares at Hannah and his brother.He may not have been the best person, but he loves his brother. So much. “I really don’t wan

WrenThe move to England was nostalgic. Ray hasn’t stopped calling, Beth and Noah too. It’s been almost a week since we got here and Mitch has called just once.Settling in hasn’t been hard, in fact, we settled in pretty early with Hannah and Andrea.“Wren, honey, you said you’re heading out, yes?” Andrea asks as Hannah disposes of the take out trash.We’re yet to go grocery shopping, so we’ve been unable to cook. Andrea doesn’t like that we’ve been ordering take outs, but we don’t have a choice.I nod. “Yes, yes. My friend’s coming in from Windsor.”Judi has been in England for a while, working with her boss. But she’ll be heading back to Seattle tomorrow. When I informed her I was here, she screamed in my ear and promised to see me today.At least Windsor isn’t so far from London.It’s been great taking in the wet weather, and the accents. It’s so different from New Orleans, and quite peaceful—compared to the MC life we had going on.“Alright, alright. Judi, you said?”“Yes.”“Can

Wren“Aunt Wren,” Hannah starts, taking in a deep breath. She looks so nervous, skin flushed and clammy. My brows pinch in worry. What exactly does she want? I’ll give her the world.I have to say, her nervousness is making me queasy.“Talk to me, love,” I urge softly. “I’ll give you anything.”Her eyes go big and round, filling up with tears. “I know that it’s my birthday but I want to say thank you for always taking care of me, and playing with me, and tucking me in to sleep even when you were studying for…for…”“My exams?”“Y-yes.” She nods, and sniffles. “I love you, aunt Wren, and I know I’ve been slipping and calling you ‘mommy’, but that’s because you’re like my mommy and since I don’t have one, will you…” she swallows and my heart skips. “Will you please be my mommy, aunt Wren?”And before I can process, Ezra drops to one knee and holds out an opened box.My breath hitches.Th-that’s a ring. There’s a ring in the box. He’s kneeling, he’s…oh my god.“You’ve been amazing, Wren,

WrenExcitement buzzes through me, and warmth floods my whole body. The moment we walk into the elevator, Ezra is on me.Our lips joined fiercely, tongues searching. He kisses me like a man starved, and I take…and give equally.My back hits the wall, his hands roam my body, touching, grasping. When his lips latch onto my neck, I gasp for breath.“Oh god,” I pant, tugging at the soft strands of his hair, as my eyes roll to the back of my head.He bites, nips, sucks on my neck. “You smell so good, feel so good.”I yank his shirt from his slacks, my shaky hands working the buttons. Large hands slide down my waist, down to the curve of my hips and slides up beneath my dress.We’re so lucky it’s just us in this hotel elevator. The chimes as we ascend doesn’t phase me, it only builds my anticipation more.Ezra slips a hand between my thighs and they fall open. “Darling,” he groans, and taps my center.My head falls on his shoulder, lips parted on a soundless moan. My panties stick to my cor

Ezra“Hey.” I feel arms wrap around me, and I don’t have to look to know its Wren. Her scent invades my nostrils, and they flare, breathing in deeply.Turning, I pull her to my front and hug her properly. “Are you good?” I murmur.“Yea,” she mutters back, “just tired.”Ray offers a small smile. “Chirp, hey. Sorry that I’m taking him from you.”“I guess we’ll have to talk later, yes?” I ask Ray. He nods once and heads into the house just as Quincy steps out with the kids.Wren snuggles further into my chest, and I plant a soft kiss on her forehead. “Are you sure you’re good?”“Ezra, babe–” her bright eyes pierce into mine like the skies on a summer day. “I…I overheard…”My blood runs cold and I stiffen. “How much of it did you—”“Chirp, EJ!” Ray calls, interrupting us as he waves, heading toward his car with the kids bags. “I’ll see you both later, okay?”Quincy waves and so does MaryAnne. “Bye Wrennie!” We both wave back until they get into the car and speed off. And finally, it feel