"Shit, Miles, really; that don't sound like him.""Juice found him, Miles had it on him." I nodded taking a sip of Jax's beer as he smirked at me.
"So when ya'll getting married?" I looked over at Dean.
"I don't know, shit you guys are busy dealing with the cartel when does he have time to help me plan a wedding."
"Can't you plan it? All he needs to do is be there."
"That's why your fucking single." I replied as Hap, dad and Jax laughed at him. "I can do a little but no he has to be with me sorry. I need him to help figure out the cake and food, I know he dont care about invitations and honestly don't even really need one we can just tell everyone but it's his wedding too and he's fucking helping. By the way is that issue from earlier all clear?"
"Yup." Happy replied. "By the way that was a good clean shot, too bad couldn't see it happen."
"Eh, maybe next time."
"I don't think so Harley." Dad said looking at me. "Blowing random porn sluts heads off is not going to become a common practice."
"Didn't say it was dad."
"I know you." After the guys left I got the boys in the bath and to bed. I walked to the living room sitting down and leaning against Jax.
"I love you Jax."
"I love you to Nikole, always have always will."
"What are you thinking about?"
"How this plays out."
"The cartel thing?"
"Yeah, I don't like it, two weeks in already lost one of the guys and who knows what the hell else is about to happen."
"It's going to be ok, Clay doesn't know he's only digging that hole deeper and deeper and it's all going to come back to bite him in the fucking ass, just I think once he realizes it he's going to go off the rails so be prepared for it."
"As long as you and the kids don't get hurt, you guys are priority number one for me."
"I appreciate that." I knew how much the club meant to him so for him to say we were first was pretty big.
"Where do you wanna get married?"
"I don't know, somewhere outside, guess we can just use Wahewa if chief is cool with it."
"Probably won't mind."
"That's good, besides he adores me."
"Yeah, speaking of when was the last time you saw Aiyana?"
"When I was pregnant."
"You haven't talked to your best friend in 7 months?" He asked shocked.
"Never said I didn't talk to her, said I haven't seen her. Hell I talked to her earlier."
"You should spend some time with her."
"This your way of getting me out of here?"
"No, I'm done trying to do that, hell wouldn't fucking work anyway."
"Good glad you know that."
"I can't wait to marry you."
"Me either." I kissed him and he pulled me into his lap before he took the shirt I had on off. His mouth taster like the beer he had been drinking and weed, his hands rubbing up and down my sides before sliding up my back and unhooking the bra I had.
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Princess of SAMCRO
RomanceNikole Morgan was born and raised in Charming, CA. She was far from your typical girl. Preferring to much rather get rough with the boys, ride motorcycles fix cars and shot guns, than wear mini skirts and try to see how many guys she could get. she...