Chapters (43)
- Also by Jennifer L. Armentrout
- Title Page
- Imprint Page
- Contents
- Epigraph
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Epigraph
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Epigraph
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Epigraph
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Epigraph
Within moments, I saw the glazed-over shocked faces of nearly every male in the bar once they realized they were in the presence of Brock Mitchell. If I had my complete hearing, I knew I’d hear the murmurings and gasps.
Brock nodded at the girls as he took my hand and pulled me onto my feet. Tugging me close, he said into my ear. “I was missing you.”
Placing my hands on his waist, I laughed. “I haven’t been gone that long.”
“Long enough.” He kissed my neck and then my jaw.
“You two are freaking adorable,” Steph said as Nick came up behind her.
“That we are.” Circling an arm around my waist, Brock drew me to him. I went, placing my hands on his chest as he lowered his head. His lips swept over mine and then he shifted his head, speaking directly in my ear. “You doing okay?”
“Yeah.” I slid my hand up to his shoulder. “I’m glad we decided to come.”
“I’m glad you decided to come.”
Tilting my head, I smiled a little as I rested my cheek against his chest. Colton was placing a new drink down in front of Abby as he kissed her upturned face before straightening. I found Reece and Roxy next. She was back behind the bar but had her arms across the top, gripping the edge as she stretched toward Reece. He met her halfway, kissing her.
Calla was smiling at something Jax was saying. They too were behind the bar, standing in the center. She started to turn, but Jax caught her around the waist and laid one on her. The guys around the bar hooted, and when he let go of Calla, her face was as red as a cherry.
Nick was back to rubbing Steph’s shoulders and she had this dreamy, peaceful look on her face. You almost couldn’t believe she was sitting in the middle of the bar. She reached up, placing her hand over one of his and squeezing.
They all had their own struggles and stories to tell and they all made it to this point, happy and in love.
I looked to the right, and found the bright blue eyes of Katie staring back at me. She raised an eyebrow and nodded. She didn’t have to speak. I knew what that look and nod meant, and I heard her words from earlier in the night.
Still going to be rough at times, but he’s worth it now.
I turned into Brock, wrapping an arm around his waist. I felt his chin graze the top of my head, and he held me tighter as Colton shouted over the music.
Sometimes, like now, I really believed Katie just might be psychic.
I let out a happy sigh.