The Biker's Fate Chapter 465

Remington

About six weeks later, I was soaking in the tub after one hell of an audition with Cassidy and replaying the routine in my head. Merrick had totally stepped up for me, and if I wasn't chosen to be part of the company, then it wasn't because of anything we did. I'd had my cast removed four days ago, so I'd only gotten one practice in without it before my audition.

"You got a delivery," Merrick said, leaning over me.

"A good one?"

"I'll get it. Stay put."

I stayed put, but I did shift so I was facing the door. Merrick walked in carrying a huge bouquet of flowers. Well, I should say, the flowers grew legs and walked in, since I couldn't see his face.

"Who are those from?" I asked as he set them on the counter.

"Want me to read the card?"

"Yes, please."

He pulled the card out of the envelope and read, "These flowers don't match the grace and beauty with which you danced today. I am so proud and happy to offer you a place in our ballet company. I have emailed you with details. Much love, Cassidy."

I let out a squeal and jumped up, sloshing water over the side of the tub.

"Babe, careful, you'll slip," Merrick growled as he reached out to me.

I took his hand and he helped me out, then I toweled off quickly, making a run for my laptop, despite being buck-naked. I pulled up my email and saw one from Cassidy, so I opened it and scanned through it really quick.

"Oh my god, honey, it's like twice what I was offered at PBC."

"Is that good?" he asked from our closet.

"Yes," I said and made my way to him. "What are you doing in the closet?"

I pushed open the door and found him on one knee a gorgeous antique ring nestled in a velvet box in his hand. I covered my mouth with my hands.

"I love you, Rem. Will you marry me?"

I blinked back tears as I nodded. "Yes. A thousand times yes."

He grinned, standing and picking me up to carry me to the bed. He dropped me on the mattress gently, then set my laptop aside and stretched out beside me, slipping the ring on my finger.

I held my hand up and hummed in appreciation. A large diamond, probably two carats, was surrounded by smaller diamonds, and a filigree pattern on the white gold band. "It's amazing."

"It was my grandmother's."

I turned my head to look at him. "Her engagement ring?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, wow. And she's okay with it?"

I'd met his grandmother a few weeks ago at a family dinner, but the get-together had been a little tense. Merrick's dad and his lady friend weren't getting along, and quite frankly, she was kind of a bitch to him. Merrick's grandmother had laid into her, then asked Flea and Grace to take her home. That had been the end of the get-together.

"Grams adores you honey."

"She does?"

He slid his hand to my neck. "Were you not at the same dinner as me?"

"I just remember her going off on your dad's girlfriend. Your grandmother and I didn't get a chance to talk, so how would she know she likes me?"

"She clocked you within five minutes."

I rolled my eyes. "Really?"

"Yep. She loves you. Trust me. She gave me the big ring to give you."

I chuckled. "That's the test?"

"Hell, yeah. If she didn't like you, she would have given me the garnet ring she's also hanging onto for me or Grace."

"I like garnet."

"It's fake."

I wrinkled my nose. "Oh, no fakes for me."

"Exactly," he said, and kissed me. "Let's get naughty."

"Get the lube," I said, and he laughed.

"And this is why I'm the luckiest man alive."

"Because I let you do butt stuff to me?"

"Yes," he hissed out, now laughing uncontrollably. "So fucking romantic."

I straddled him, leaning down to kiss him. "Gonna show you just how romantic when you stop laughing."

He stopped immediately and flipped me onto my back, running his nose against mine. "Gonna feast on your pussy first, then I'll fuck you hard."

I nodded, my body shivering with anticipation. "Okay, fiancé."

"Fucking love that, Rem."

I smiled. "Me too."

He kissed his way down my body, sliding off the bed to remove his clothes before kneeling between my legs and covering my mound with his mouth, sucking gently, then moving to my clit.

Just as things started to get good, someone pounded on his door. I whimpered when I lost his mouth and he sat up. The pounding started again, and he snapped out a curse before pulling on his jeans and stalking out of the room. I dressed quickly and followed, pissed that my perfect engagement had been ruined by some asshole we weren't expecting. I walked out to the living room to find Merrick facing off with a very familiar man.

"Daddy? What are you doing here?"

"Did your mother steal your money?"

"What?" I asked, glancing at Merrick, hoping he didn't have his gun handy.

"Did your mother steal your money?" he repeated. "It's a simple question, Remington."

"Yes."

"Goddammit."

I gasped. My father never swore. Ever.

"You didn't know?" I whispered.

"You asking me that question wounds me, Remi."

I blinked back tears.

He shook his head. "Had I known, I would have made it right."

"She said it was all for you," I said.

"She lied."

Of course she did.

Merrick wrapped an arm around me. "You want him to leave?"

"No. Daddy, this is Merrick. My fiancé. Honey, my dad, Walter."

My dad held his hand out and Merrick hesitated, but took his hand after a few tense seconds.

"I'm going to sort this out, honey," Dad said.

"Merrick already took care of it," I said.

"I know. But I'm going to pay you back what she stole."

"Dad, it's fine. I don't need it," I said.

He scowled. "That's not the point, Remi. It's your money. She had no right to take it."

"Okay," I whispered.

He stroked my face. "I'm going to make this right, baby. Your mother will never hurt you again."

I wrapped my arms around him and dropped my cheek to his chest. "Thanks, Daddy."

"I'm sorry I wasn't there for you more," he said, and stroked my back. "And I'm sorry I didn't protect you against Thomas."

I looked up at him. "Are you dying?"

He shook his head and smiled. "No. But I've been asleep nigh on thirty years and that ends today." He kept his arm around me and looked at Merrick. "Thanks for doing what I should have done. I appreciate it."

Merrick nodded, looking as bewildered as I felt.

Dad looked back to me. "I hope you'll still allow me to give you away, baby. Regardless, you figure out what you want, and I'll pay for everything. Just send me the bills."

I burst into tears and held him tight, nodding into his chest. "Okay, Daddy."

"I'm here for a few more days. Will you allow me to take you both to dinner tomorrow night?"

"That would be great," Merrick said. "Thanks."

"I'm going to go ahead and go, honey. We'll talk tomorrow."

"Okay," I said, and released him. He shook Merrick's hand again, then left us and I fell onto our new micro-suede sofa, dropping my face in my hands.

Merrick kneeled in front of me, tugging my hands away. "You okay?"

"I thought he was part of it."

"Yeah, baby."

"Do you believe him?" I asked.

"The important question is, do you?"

I met his eyes. "Yes. But does that make me an idiot?"

"No, Eeyore, it doesn't. If you want, though, I can have Booker dig deeper and find out."

I nodded. "Yes, please."

"Okay, honey. I'll take care of that tomorrow."

I wiped my cheeks and smiled. "Thank you. Now, we have some lube to destroy."

"Shit, baby, you sure you're up to that?"

"Hells, yes. I demand satisfaction, sir," I said and went super southern on him, rising to my feet and heading toward the bedroom.

"Babe."

I turned on him and slid my hand to his waistband. "I want butt sex."

He dropped his head back and laughed. "Holy shit, baby, you're crazy."

"You love crazy."

"I do love crazy," he said, bending and lifting me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"Tweety!" I squealed, wrapping my arms around his waist as I hung upside down.

His hand landed on my butt and he squeezed my right cheek as he walked me into the bedroom. I shivered at his touch and when he dropped me on the bed, I yanked my clothes off as quickly as I could, rewarded with him burying himself deep inside of me as he kissed me gently.

"I love you, Remington Aultman Charles, soon to be Lundy."

"I love you, too, Merrick Tweety Lundy, soon to be Charles."

He chuckled, and his dick pulsed inside of me as he did. "Mmm, I like that."

"I'm gonna do stuff you like better in a second."

"Yay," I whispered.

"Can't wait to marry you, baby."

I smiled, stroking his face. "Me too."

Merrick kissed me again and then made love to me with more gentleness than I expected, but it was exactly what I needed.

I was cherished, which made me free.