Redemption Road (Vicious Cycle #2)(75)

My eyes widened. “What a naughty mouth you have there, Miss Percy.”

Annabel grinned. “You have firsthand knowledge of my naughty mouth.”

Relief filled me that she was okay emotionally. I didn’t know what it might be like for her in the light of day. We seemed to be moving at warp speed since last night, considering she’d run away with me and now we had taken our relationship even further by making it physical.

“I missed waking up next to you these past four months,” she said softly.

“I missed it, too.”

Annabel stared up at me. “What was it that made you finally come after me? I mean, the way you showed up at the party was like something out of a movie. After all those months, I thought you had forgotten me.”

“You really don’t get it, do you?”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever known. Strong, beautiful, kind, caring, and funny. No man in his right mind could ever forget you.”

Her lip trembled at my compliments. “You really mean that, don’t you?”

“I sure as hell do. As for me coming after you, I was pretty much miserable on a daily basis, but it was Willow who really helped me see the light.”

Her mouth dropped open in surprise. “She did?”

“I swear that kid is one hell of an old soul.”

With a smile, Annabel said, “I can’t wait to see her again.”

“She’ll be thrilled to see you. Everyone will. They love you as much as I do.”

“And I love them.”

I brought her arm up from my chest to kiss her palm and then her scarred wrist. “I’ve been thinking,” she said.

“Mmm,” I murmured as I continued kissing along the scar.

“Since I’m going to be a biker’s old lady, I think I need some ink.”

I glanced up from her hand in surprise. “You do?”

“All of the girls have a tattoo but me, even Alexandra.”

I was once again surprised. “She does?”

Annabel nodded. “It’s somewhere hidden by her clothes. Somewhere only Deacon can see.”

“Mmm-hmm, and is that the type of ink you plan on getting? Something somewhere that only my eyes will see?”

“Not exactly.” She held her wrists up for both of us to look at. “I want to get the scars made into something beautiful. Maybe a butterfly on one wrist and angel wings on the other.”

I smiled, since it was obvious she had been giving this a lot of thought, even when we were apart. “Why those specifically?” I asked.

Annabel pursed her lips thoughtfully. “Well, a butterfly has a beautiful rebirth when it comes out of its cocoon, especially since it seemed like its entire world was over.”

“That’s true.”

“And then angel wings because it felt like at times I had an angel watching over me.” She smiled. “Or maybe you’re my angel.”

I laughed. “I think I would be more of the fallen angel variety.”

“I don’t mind.”

“I think you getting ink would be wonderful. I have just the guy to do it for you. I can make you an appointment when we get back.”

“Thank you. I would appreciate that.” She stared up at me with hopeful eyes. “Will you go with me?”

“Of course.” I pushed a strand of hair out of her face. “We’re a team now.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” She reached up to kiss me tenderly. Just as we started to get hot and heavy, my cell phone rang on the nightstand.

When I pulled away, she protested by gripping me tighter. “I need to get that,” I murmured against her lips. “Tell the boys where I am.”

“Okay.”

I reached over and grabbed the phone. “Yeah?”

“You’re in Virginia?” Deacon demanded.

“Are you tracing my phone now?”

He snorted. “No. But as your VP, I was just informed by a prospect that a very angry-sounding man by the name of Senator Percy called the roadhouse wanting to speak to you.”

With a groan, I glanced over my shoulder at Annabel. When her brows rose questioningly, I said to her, “You need to call your parents.” Then it was her turn to groan.

“Thanks, brother. I’ll take care of it.”

There was a moment of silence on the line before Deacon asked, “So you went after her finally?”

I smiled into the phone. “Yeah, I did.”

“It’s about f*cking time.”

With a laugh, I said, “I assume that means we have your blessing.”

“It sure as hell does. Just get your ass back here ASAP so we can celebrate.”

“We’ll be there as soon as we can.”

“Later.”

“Bye.” I then handed the phone over to Annabel. “Deacon sends his love.”

She grinned. “He does?”

“Yeah, he’s glad I finally came after you.”

“That makes two of us.”

When she crawled across the bed to wrap herself around me, I shook my head. “Call your parents.”

“Then will you make love to me again?” she asked, her breath warm against my cheek.