Keeping Meg (Devil's Knights #6) (20 page)

“Wait,” I called before they filed out of the room. “I just want to thank each of you for being here today and well, just thank you for putting up with my crazy ass.” My vision blurred as we all hugged. Marley, Gwen, and Jackie filed out the door, and Cyn threaded her arm through mine.

“Ready to do this?” She asked.

“Just one more drink,” I pleaded reaching for the half empty bottle of Southern Comfort.

“No,” she said clamping down on my arm. “The rest of your life starts right now, Meg. Are you ready?”

I looked down at my dress, and she handed me my flowers. I was ready. I had my purple chucks on, my beautiful dress that I had dreamed of all my life and my hair and makeup were flawless. The only thing missing was my groom.

“I’m ready.”

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Chapter 2
7

Meg

“You sure about this?”

I glanced over at my dad and a huge grin spread across my lips. “I’ve tried to run twice today, Dad, and I’m still standing here. I’m sure.”

“Well, if you’re sure,” he huffed. “But if you’re not, all I need to do is signal your mother and she’ll hightail it out of here and pull the car around the front, and we’ll be out of here lickety split.”

My dad was reaching to itch his nose, and I knew that was the signal. I grabbed his arm and threaded my arm through it. “I’m good, Dad. I promise.”

“Marley just walked down the aisle. Jackie goes and then I do. Are you ready?” Cyn whispered to me.

I squeezed my Dad’s hand and nodded my head. I was ready. I. Was. Ready. Cyn nodded to me over her shoulder then turned the corner in the hallway. This was it. As soon as I turned the corner down the hall, there would be no turning back.

I waited until I heard the opening chords of ‘Give In To Me’ by Rose Falcon and my feet started moving without even thinking. I knew in my heart that this was right. Walking down the aisle to Lo was the best decision I had ever made.

My breath caught when I reached the end of the hallway that opened into the common room, and my eyes went directly to Lo. All I could see was him, standing there waiting for me in a tux. Logan Birch, the sexiest man on all of the earth, was wearing a tux. My heart sped up as my eyes traveled over his body, taking in every detail that I possibly could.

His tux was pitch black with a dark gray vest with a pressed white shirt underneath, and he had managed to get a tie that matched the flowers and the bridesmaid’s dresses. He looked so different and handsome, but he was still my Lo.

We walked down the aisle that parted the room full of guests who were all camped out on chairs watching me, but I only had eyes for Lo. Dad and I made it to the end of the aisle, Lo only mere feet away from me. Dad hugged me, whispering in my ear, “You’re beautiful. I love you.” And I felt the tears begin to fall. He wrapped me up in his arms, holding me tight and then he handed me off to Lo.

He grabbed my hand, pulling me close and buried his face in my neck. “Babe.”

One word and it felt like my heart was going to burst. One word and I knew exactly what he was feeling and thinking. “I love you.”

He crushed me in his arms, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. This was right. This was what I had always been missing in my life. Lo.

“You think we can let the preacher man get through his spiel before you go all caveman on her ass?” Demon whispered.

Everyone chuckled under their breath, but Lo still held me close. “You’re mine,” he whispered in my ear.

“Always.” He finally let me go, well, not exactly let me go. He pulled away from me, but he grabbed my bouquet out of my hands, tossed it to Cyn then threaded his fingers through mine.

“We’re good now,” he mumbled to the preacher.

I turned my head and looked at the ‘preacher’. I kept calling him that because I had no idea what else to call him. Lo had sprung the idea on me a couple of weeks ago that we should let his old club president marry us. I couldn’t really argue with the idea because I was stumped on who I was going to have ordain the ceremony. Lo’s old friend and ex-club president seemed perfect. Looking at him now, I might have rethought how perfect he was.

While Lo and I were dressed up, Blade was, well, dressed how Lo normally is. I guess Blade didn’t get the memo that this was a wedding, but from the rough around the edges look of him, I wasn’t going to be the one to tell him.

Blade’s voice boomed as he addressed the crowd, welcoming them to our wedding and this was when I took the time to look around. I paid attention to his words, but I quickly sneaked a peek at my bridesmaids, all lined up perfectly and looking gorgeous. Then I looked behind Lo, smiling as I saw Demon, Rigid, Gambler, and Troy were each wearing tuxes also. They each looked handsome, but Lo definitely stole the show.

Ethel and Gravel sat in the front row surrounded by the rest of the club and who I had to assume were members of the Collinsworth club that Lo had once belonged to. My Mom and Dad sat behind me, and I knew they were surrounded by my sister's family and multiple aunts and uncles who had made the trip.

Everyone we both loved was here, and I couldn’t ask for anything else.

“Meg and Lo both decided to write their own vows. Meg.” Blade nodded at me, and I knew it was show time.

Lo’s hands squeezed my fingers, and I cleared my throat. “Lo, Logan Birch.” I paused, trying to gather my thoughts. I had planned on writing my vows but decided to wing it and just say what was ever in my heart. “From the day I met you, I knew you were unlike anyone I had ever met. You see me for who I am, and you never want to change that. You’ve accepted not only my weird and strange ways, but you’ve also accepted my son. Remy has had my heart since the day he was born, and I never wanted to share my heart with anyone but him until the day I met you. You give me things I never knew I was worthy of. You make my heart full and my life complete.”

“Oh my God, don’t do it,” Cyn whispered from behind me.

A smile spread across my lips. “You complete me.” Cyn and all my girls giggled behind me, and the whole crowd groaned. Lo threw his head back laughing and wrapped me up in his arms. I guess that was what happened when I went total improv, Jerry Maguire came out of my mouth. But it was true, though.

“You’re Goddamn crazy, and I love it,” he whispered. He pressed a kiss to the side of my head and stepped back, our hands still connected.

“Lo,” Blade nodded.

Lo cleared his throat and closed his eyes. I couldn’t tell if he was nervous or just trying to collect his thoughts. I assumed he was doing what I did and just winging it. He opened his beautiful green eyes and stole my breath with every word that came out of his mouth. “I don’t even know where to start, babe. I knew the day I met you that I wasn’t going to let you go. The love that you have for your family and friends amazes me and the joy and laughter that you bring into my life day in and out is more than I ever could have asked for. I’ll do anything to keep you, even buy you ten more big ass beds that you break as long as it means you’ll be in them with me. I love you, and I’ll always be yours for as long as you’ll have me.”

Tears streamed down my cheeks, and all I could do was nod my head. God dammit, I loved this man.

“May I have the rings?” Demon stepped forward, reaching into his pocket and dropped the rings into Blade’s hand. “Meg, take this ring and place it on Logan’s left ring finger.”

I grabbed the black tungsten ring on his finger. Blade continued to talk, telling me what I need to say, but everything just went by in a blur. All I can remember is Lo putting the beautiful ring on my finger, and my tears multiplied.

This was it. I had found my happily ever after.

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Lo

“You may kiss the bride.”

Those were the words that I had been waiting for. This was the moment I had waited for my whole life. I wrapped my arms around Meg, her body melting into mine, and I kissed her like she was the last woman on earth. I kissed her like she was mine. Always and forever.

I was keeping her, and there was no going back.

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Chapter 2
8

Meg

“It’s five minutes to midnight. Are you ready to ring in a new year with me?”

“I’m ready to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“So that’s a yes on ringing in the new year with me?” I laughed. Lo danced me around the area of the clubhouse we had cleared as the dance floor and shook his head at me.

“Yeah, babe. No one else I’d rather spend it with,” he growled, leaning down to kiss me on the lips.

I dodged his mouth and tsked at him. “Not until midnight.”

“I’ll kiss you at midnight, too.”

“You can wait four minutes,” I scolded. His arms flexed around me as he pulled me close, and I buried my face in his chest. Fleetwood Mac was pouring out of the huge speakers on the sides of the dance floor, and I hummed along to ‘You Make Loving Fun’ as I snuggled into Lo.

“In those four minutes, I could have you back in our room, and we could ring in the new year a whole different way.”

“Hmm, twirl me around a couple more times and it’ll be the new year before you know it and then you can officially make me your wife in every sense of the word.” I leaned my head back, a small smile on my lips.

Someone turned the music down, the sounds of Fleetwood Mac fleeting and the voice of Ryan Seacrest getting louder. “Promise me we’ll spend every new year like this.”

“You expect me to marry you every new year?” That seemed a bit crazy. I had heard of people renewing their vows but doing it every year seemed a bit over the top.

“No. Every year, you and I ringing out the old and welcoming the new together.”

“I think I can manage that,” I whispered.

“One minute!” Marley yelled as her, and Troy danced past us, headed for the TV. The dance floor had mostly cleared off, and everyone was gathered around the huge TV ready to countdown to the new year.

“Demon still seems to be in a mood,” I mused as my eyes fell on Demon, who was leaning against the bar looking like he was sulking.

“He’s dealing with his own shit, babe. His attitude doesn’t have anything to do with you.”

“Maybe we should try to set him up with someone.”

“Nah, not happening, Meg. Get that shit out of your head.”

“But this is the good kind of shit, Lo,” I pleaded.

Lo threw his head back laughing, and I socked him in the shoulder. “Did you not just hear what you said.”

I played back in my head what I had said and had to agree it was pretty funny. “You know what I meant.”

“I did, and I still say no.”

“Fine,” I pouted.

“Ready?” I heard Marley shout. “Ten, nine…” Lo grabbed my hand and dragged me off to a dark corner and pinned me up against the wall. “Three, two, one. Happy New Year!”

“Happy New Year,” Lo growled low, his lips hovering over my mouth. “Can I kiss you now?” He smirked.

“You can kiss me forever,” I whispered.

“Thank God.” His lips devoured my mouth, and his tongue swooped in, claiming me as his hands delved into my hair, tilting my head back.

I wrapped my arms around his waist, leaning into him, knowing with everything that I had that this was right where I was supposed to be.

Right here in Lo’s arms.

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Chapter 2
9

Paige

I was ready to go home. I mean
beyond
ready to go.

Gwen had somehow meddled and set me up with Princeton, who by the way, was a nice guy but he just wasn’t my type. He was serious and barely talked, so when thrown together with me, who never talked, you can imagine the stimulating conversation we’d had.

“You want another drink?”

I shook my head no, realizing that three cosmos that I had already had was more than enough. Usually I stuck to only one drink when I was out with a new guy, but the first one went down so smooth that I figured what the hell and had two more.

Princeton made his way to the bar, and I had to admit he was a good looking guy. His body was stacked like a brick house, and his face was chiseled to perfection, but I just didn’t feel any connection with him.

“Hey, how’s it going?” Gwen sang as she walked over to the table I was sitting at.

“I’m ready to go,” I yawned. Princeton and I hadn’t made it to the wedding until after the ceremony, and although we had only been here a couple of hours, I was exhausted.

“Oh, you’re such a party pooper. It’s only a little after midnight.”

Trust me, I fully know what time it was. I had sat at this table in an awkward silence with Princeton as everyone in the clubhouse had basically made out. Talk about awkward. “I normally turn into a pumpkin after midnight,” I laughed.

“Are you at least having fun with Princeton?” Gwen babbled.

“He’s nice, Gwen, but there’s nothing there.”

“You hardly gave him a chan-”

“Gwen!” Meg yelled as the opening chords of Journey’s ‘Don’t Stop Believing’ started playing. “Get your ass out here!”

“Shit, I gotta go. Text me when you get home, and I’ll call you in the morning.” Gwen danced off in the direction of Meg, and I had to laugh when Gwen, Cyn, and Meg all started belting out the lyrics.

I was glad Gwen had found such good friends. After the whole Matt debacle, I was worried she would never get back to the wonderful person I knew she was. Thankfully she had met Gambler, and her life seemed to be exactly what she deserved.

I grabbed my purse and pulled my shawl over my shoulders and made my way over to the bar where Princeton was standing talking to Creed, his partner from what I had gathered. I elbowed my way to bar but managed to trip over a pair of legs that were lounging in front of the bar.

A pair of arms managed to grab me around my waist and twirl me around before I fell face first on the floor.

I pushed my hair out of my face, ready to thank whoever who had just saved me from possibly making a fool of myself when all the blood rushed from my face, and I saw a ghost from my past I never thought I would see again. “Demon,” I gasped.