The Biker's Fate Chapter 305

Lily

I arrived back at the nurse's station just ahead of my boss, Alana. I glanced sideways and saw that Maverick, Dad, and Ace were still talking with Flea, but at least they weren't all in my face anymore. Maverick caught my eye, and I smiled, hoping he'd get the point that I was fine.

"Who the hell are they?" Alana asked.

"Hmm?" I asked as I faced her.

She nodded toward my family. I debated lying and saying I didn't know, but I couldn't. "Superman's my fiancé, Maverick, and the guy next to him is his dad. The blond guy's my dad, and the other guy's name is Flea."

"Flea?" she asked. "Seriously?"

"Motorcycle Club name," I provided with a shrug.

"Ohmigod, he's gorgeous," Alana breathed out.

I grinned. "That's Katie's brother."

"Katie Jameson?"

"Yep."

Alana and Katie had gone to school together and had started out nursing at the same hospital. Katie had actually gotten me the job at Legacy.

"I'm surprised you haven't met him," I continued.

"She's super tight-lipped on her family. I didn't even know she had a brother. He's gorgeous. They all are."

I grinned. "This is a fact."

"So do they like have get-togethers or parties? You know, ones you would invite your boss to?"

I chuckled. "I'm sure I can set something up."

"That would be great." She studied my guys again. "Lordy, lordy."

Her ogling was cut short by a new emergency, and we were once again in the thick of work.

By the time Maverick picked me up that morning, I had this strange sense of an adrenaline high as well as the need to sleep for a year. "Thanks for picking me up," I said, biting back a yawn.

Maverick took my hand and squeezed. "Anytime, baby doll."

"Are you going to be late?"

Maverick was scheduled to work with his uncle at the pet clinic all week, but he was on a normal day shift, which meant we wouldn't see each other much.

"I'm good," Maverick said. "Knight knows my time constraints."

I smiled sleepily. "You don't have to pick me up every morning, you know. I can drive myself or Flea can bring me, since he's being forced to babysit me, anyway."

"Don't make this a thing, Lil."

I rolled my eyes. "What would you do, honey bun, if I actually made this a thing?"

He grinned. "You don't want to find out, pookie pie."

"You're ridiculous."

"You're the only one who thinks so," he retorted.

"Pretty sure that's an incorrect statement."

Maverick laughed. "Maybe so, but no one but you says it to my face."

"You got me there."

I bit back another yawn as Maverick pulled up in front of my house, and I waited for him to open my door before climbing out. He grabbed my bag, and I led him inside, where he wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me to him. "I have a surprise."

"I'm kind of tired, Möosh. Can we get naked after my nap?" I joked.

He grinned. "Follow me."

I took his outstretched hand and let him lead me down to the basement. Instead of pushing open the door, he unlocked it. It hadn't previously had a lock on it. "Is it done?" I asked, excitedly.

Without a response, Maverick pulled me in front of him and gently pushed me through the door, flipping on the light as I walked in. I couldn't help letting out a quiet gasp. "Ohmigod, honey. It's amazing."

The basement was no longer a basement. It was a bonafide apartment. A large sliding glass door led to a small patio outside. Because it was a daylight basement, our bedroom and bathroom had small windows to let light in. Maverick had hung blackout curtains over the bedroom window under which a king-size bed sat. We'd need to work on better bedding, but for now, it looked comfy, and considering how tired I was, comfortable sounded pretty darn good. I adored our compact but lovely kitchen. It had everything we'd ever need, and they'd even fit a small island in the middle of the space that helped to define it.

The bathroom was the bomb. Somehow, they'd managed to get a soaker tub in it with double sinks and shower.

"Cade took some space from the closet to get you a tub," Maverick said.

I wrapped my arms around his waist. "It's perfect. Thank you."

He kissed me, stroking my cheek. "I have to go, so I'll lock up. We have a separate alarm down here, so I'll set it. Code's our anniversary."

"Which anniversary?"

"First kiss."

I gave his waist a squeeze. "I love that one."

Maverick chuckled. "I'm aware."

"You're going to be late," I pointed out. "I'm going to shower and then crawl into bed."

"Okay, baby. I'll see you later."

"Love you."

"Love you too," he said, kissing me again and then heading out.

In the end, I didn't have the energy for a shower, so I stripped down and fell into bed.

When my alarm woke me at three that afternoon, I was a little confused for a second as to where I was. I smiled when I remembered I was in the love den Maverick had created for us and dragged myself out of bed. I texted Maverick and let him know I was awake then decided to see if I needed to run to the store.

Opening the fridge, I couldn't stop a grin. Maverick had stocked it with his favorite beer, my favorite soda, and all the labels were facing forward in perfect lines. He was a little OCD that way, and it was something I adored about him.

He'd managed to buy actual food as well... although that could have been Mom, but for the moment, I'd give Mav the credit since he'd worked his ass off to get the apartment ready for us.

My phone buzzed in my pocket while I still had my head buried in the fridge. I grinned as I answered the call. "Hey, Möosh."

"Hey. How did you sleep?"

"So, so well. Smart move putting the blackout curtains in."

"I thought so."

"Thanks, honey. Seriously. Everything is perfect."

I heard the smile in his voice as he said, "It was my pleasure, baby doll."