Page 44 of Holley Jolly Biker

A kiss so powerful that I swayed backward when he moved away from me.

Then that was the moment that Soraya came down the stairs, and I watched as my big man smiled, his eyes got misty, which caused mine to do the same.

He walked over to her and dropped to one knee, then he pulled something out of his pocket and held it up for her to see.

When I saw it was a gold bracelet, my breath stalled in my lungs at his words, “When a man picks you up for a date, he better bring you flowers.”

She nodded. Taking in his words with a serious look, I knew she would remember for the rest of her life.

But this is something from me to you. Told you that I love your heart. And this is my symbol for you that will never change. Inscribed on the heart is,Princess,I love you – Saint.”

I didn’t even try to stop the tears that trailed down my cheeks.

I watched as he clasped it around her wrist, and then he picked her up and brought her over to me.

I leaned up on my tip toes and placed a kiss on her cheek, “I love you, pumpkin’ head.”

She was smiling from ear to ear as she said, “I love you, too, Monnie.”

Then, after I got a kiss from Saint, I stood there in the doorway while he carried her to his truck, buckled her up, and then placed his fist over his heart and tossed me a wink.

He had my girl.

And nothing in this world would harm her with him at her side.

I got videos sent to me while I wrapped Christmas presents via Kettle.

Who was quickly becoming my daughter’s best friend.

And when I heard about what he did when we had been in that accident, I knew that for the rest of her life, there was one person she could call if she couldn’t reach either of us.

Then, I received another video of a woman hitting on Saint.

She said, “You’re one big strapping man. I don’t see a ring on your finger.”

He shook his head, “Don’t need one. My woman has my heart in the palm of her hand.”

And with that, he turned around and started to walk away. But my little girl had to have the last word, just like I taught her to do. “He’s taken. Back off.”

With the next video I received right there, in that moment, I knew.

If Saint asked me to marry him within the next five seconds, I wouldn’t hesitate with my answer.

Because in that video, Soraya was in Saint’s arms, swaying to the song,I Loved Her First.

Needless to say, by the time they got back, I was close to a bucket of tears over this man.

And not the bad kind of tears.

No. The good ones are when your world has finally been sewn back together because of one person.

And after we got Soraya in bed, I proceeded to show my man how much he meant to me.

His growls and moans were music to my ears.

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It was the next day, and we were about to head to the clubhouse to do Agatha’s Secret Santa and potluck when there was a knock on the door.