Chap. 64: Honeymoon Motel

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• Honeymoon Motel above •

The sun is nearly set in the West, the day bleeding into nightfall. The three black Cadillac's stop in front of Honeymoon Motel. Sasha gives Lane a look, her brow arched.

"Honeymoon Motel? Really?" The mixed girl with snow white braids says annoyed.

"My men are tired." Lane shrugs, "It's the only place from here and where we're going."

"Where are we going?" Sasha mischievously smirks.

Katie rolls her green eyes, holding back a gag. Lane gives the woman a dark glare, a darker smile.

"You'll know when we get there." The crime lord glares at her annoyed as well.

The vehicles park. Lane motions for Katie to get out at first. She glares at him in annoyance, before rolling her green eyes and climbing out of the car. Max quickly gets out of the car and over the side where Sasha is. Lane climbs out on Katie's side, shutting the door behind him with a mean grin on his face. Sasha glares him through the window before climbing out the other side where Max is.

Lane grabs Katie by the bicep and heads to the head office to pay for the rooms. The blonde jerks out of the blue eyed man's grasp, glaring daggers at him.

"Asshole!" Katie growls.

"Watch it!" Lane barks, nodding towards the front office. "This is a ideal spot for Honeymooners, so keep your mouth shut and I'll do the talking."

"Yes, dear." The blonde sings sourly, stretching a smile.

"Keep it up, Hun' and you'll spent the night over my knee." The crime lord smirks, "And no one would think twice because we're just newly weds whose just making love on our wedding night."

"Oh, yeah? What about the rings, Genius?" Katie says sourly, "Won't they find it suspicious?"

"Not if I tell them we're getting each other's initials tattooed on our wedding finger." Lane looks ahead, "That's what my parents did."

"Like I really believe that story after what you've pulled." The blonde scoffs as they step up to the wooden door with a heart in the center.

Lane grits his teeth, putting his mouth against her ear as he grabs the metal handle. "Smile like you mean it, Wifey."

Disgusted, Katie glares at Lane as he pushes them forward. Inside the office sits an older woman with faded lavender purple hair and bright makeup reading the Holy Bible. Her bead like eyes look up at the couple, she smiles softly at them as she shakes. An uneasiness flows over Katie.

"Oh, hello!" The old woman has a soft, slow voice. "Are you two love birds looking for a room? We have plenty available!"

"We actually need five rooms." Lane chuckles, pulling the blonde into his side. "We are on our way to the West Port beach and we are bringing our families with us."

"Oh how nice!" The old woman grins, lipstick in her teeth. "Is this your daughter?"

Katie smirks, grabbing the blue eyed man's arm. She stands on her tippy toes and kisses his cheek, her other hand on his warm chest.

"Actually, I'm his little' ole wife now." Katie cuddles Lane's side, waning to gag. "We just got married this morning"

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