Chapter 22

 

I fucked Angel on almost every surface of the house before we left. I still have that counter in the bathroom to look forward to later. Right now, with her hands wrapped around me, I’m at peace. The open road and the woman I love, what else could I want? I know the answer to that, though. I want the blood. I want the bodies of the motherfuckers that set her up to be hurt. I want to see them, look them in the eyes, as their life slowly fades away from them. That’s the problem I seem to be having. That internal war. The part that wants to kill and see the blood, is against the part that wants to be good for Angel. I could never change who I am, but I’ve thought long and hard about calming it down.

Only, for her.

If I didn’t have her, I wouldn’t need to tone it down. I’d go all out, guns blazing like always. That part that wants Angel to be happy though, it’s overriding everything else.

Her fingers toy with my stomach under my shirt as we ride. I don’t think I could feel any happier than I do right now. Angel might not have been what I was looking for in life, but she sure the fuck is what I found. Sometimes life throws you a curveball, and you have nothing more to do than to go with it.  Angel’s my curveball. I let it slam into me, and now I’m taking that ride with her. I don’t think life could have given me anyone better than her. I pull off on a small side road before pulling to a stop. I cut the engine and climb off. Helping Angel off, she grins at me.

“What?” Shaking her head, she pulls her helmet off, setting it on the seat. She grabs my hand, quickly sending jolts of electricity through my body. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to feeling that. It’s an indescribable sensation.

“This is beautiful.” Her words are a whisper as the moonlight illuminates the ocean. She’s right though, it’s perfect.

“I want to watch the sunrise with you.” My words surprised her. I heard the gasp. 

We sit in the sand, my arms wrapped around her. Angel rests her back against my chest. This is beyond perfect. Nothing but the crashing waves, and the moonlight.

“There was never a time that I thought I’d have this. Shit like this just wasn’t meant for me.” I nuzzle my face into her hair, loving that scent of her.

“We all deserve to be happy, Devil. Even you,” I sigh against her before pressing a kiss into her hair.

“I would always look at people and wonder, how good of a past they had to have, to be that happy. Every time I turned around, it was a livin’ hell for me. Then I saw you that day.” Her breath catches in her throat. I heard it.

“What did you think?” God, I love this girl.

“I thought, look at her. Smilin’ and happy. Livin’ her life the way she wants to. She’s full of life, and here I am, sittin’ in the dark. I always wondered what made you smile like that.” Angel cocks her head so she can look over her shoulder at me.

“I wasn’t always happy, Devil. I was free, though. I think I smiled a lot, even when shit hurt, because I know that I made it happen for myself.” Kissing her forehead softly, she smiles.

“Do you ever regret what you did? Goin’ out on your own?” Angel shrugs before snuggling back into me.

“I suppose I regret a lot of what I did. Not that I left, but the things I did being at the clubhouse. If I could change anything, it would be what I did there. I don’t regret being there, though. I found you there.”   She’s right. I can see where she’d regret the things that she did.

“What about you? Do you ever regret things?” I take a breath, knowing that there are tons of things I could regret, but can’t.

“My past is what made me. If I regretted it, I wouldn’t be me. I can’t say that I’m sorry for killin’ people or takin’ lives that weren’t mine to take, though. I can still feel it. I want it. It’s a part of me. I like to think that my dad instilled it all in me but the truth is, I think it’s just me.” Angel doesn’t turn to look at me this time.

“We’re goin’ after them. That’s why Dragon called me in there. We took a vote.” Angel sighs, she had to know it was coming, nonetheless.

“You promise to come back?” Pulling her closer to me, how could I not?

“You can’t get rid of me, that easily.” Angel laughs before turning to kiss me.

“I never want you to go.”