All Chapters of Falling For The Biker: The Vice President’s Girl: Chapter 151 - Chapter 156

Wren[Five Days Later]“Call me when you’re done, okay baby?” Ezra kisses me.“I will.”He reaches over and plants a soft kiss on Hannah’s cheek and she plants one on him too. “Bye daddy.”As we step out of his car, he holds my wrist gently and I’m compelled to sit back down.Hannah’s already yapping the three bikers ears off, and I bite back my grin.“Sweetheart?” Ezra murmurs. “Feel free to splurge, okay? You see something you like, go for it. Don’t look at the price tags.”I snort a chuckle. “I’m not going to splurge, babe. We’re having a baby soon.”“I knew you’d say that which is why Judi’s in charge of the card.”I gasp, exaggeratedly of course, eyes wide. “No, you didn’t! Judi’s a big spender.”“Which is an absolute delight considering we’re planning our wedding.” He winks. “Go all out, babe. We’re not broke, neither are we poor.”Well, I know my fiancé is a few millions away from being a billionaire, but still. Anything can happen.Sighing, I concede. “Okay.”“I’ll be with Ray

WrenI frown at my phone for the twentieth time in the past hour. I’ve been calling Ezra since I woke up this morning, but he isn’t picking up. Neither is he returning my calls.I’m trying not to worry, but it’s so unlike him.It’s 9:00 a.m.My make up has been done, my hair done, wedding dress—which I finally found and loved—donned on.Even my brides maids, little bride and Hannah are all set…though both kids are with Quincy and the other flower girls.It’s literally almost time to head to the venue which is a few minutes away, and from what Mrs Dee tells me, the guests have already started settling.And yet, I haven’t heard from Ezra…or Ray, all morning.“We’ve got everything packed up,” one of my stylist says, tapping on the small suitcase. “All the change of clothes, shoes, makeup, hair brush…all in here.”The door to my suite pushes open and Sasha walks in with Judi behind her. “Have you heard from Ezra?” Sasha crosses her arms.“What?”“His stylist has been calling. Ezra’s not

EzraThe yard at the clubhouse is bustling with so much energy. There’s drinks, there’s food, there’s music.We decided that the reception be held much later in the evening especially because of how our morning went.Besides, my wife needed the full details of what happened this morning including a meeting with Donovan.Whatever wife wants, wife gets.Speaking of her, I see her striding up to me in her third outfit for the night. A short, flared out dress. Her long legs are on display, and fuck, if she bends just a little bit, she’ll be flashing everyone.We’ve barely had time to be together since after the wedding and the meeting with Donovan. We’ve been pulled this way and that, especially because this reception did not need an event planner.We wanted to throw a proper MC wedding reception, so I’m not surprised when I hear gun shots being fired from a distance.Thankfully, all the kids are at Ray’s with the nanny, and my mom.Once Wren is close enough, I yank her towards me. “Jesus