I am hands down the luckiest fuckin’ man in the world. Coming back to the clubhouse, knowing my girl would be here waiting for me is the only thing that got me through this fucked up day. When I open the door to our room, I’m greeted with Bella’s sweet smile. Fuckin’ perfect. I love seeing her in my t-shirt. Since she’s been staying here, it’s the only thing she’ll sleep in.

Bella doesn’t waste any time walking over and, wrapping her arms around me. I pull her in, burying my face in her neck, inhaling the sweet vanilla scent of the lotion she just put on. I close my eyes and hold her for a few moments.

“I’m going to take a shower. Come talk to me, tell me about your day,” I say giving her a kiss. She follows me into the bathroom, then lifts herself back to sit on the counter.

I turn the shower on and strip out of my clothes, not missing the heated look on her face. “How did everything go at Gabriel’s tonight?”

“Good,” she answers cryptically.

Bella refuses to tell me what her tattoo is. I wanted to be the one to take her to get it done, but she insisted it was a surprise. I’ve appraised her from head to toe since walking into the room, but haven’t seen a sliver of ink yet.

“Did things go well with your dad and brother?” She asks, changing the subject.

“Yeah,” I sigh. “It went pretty good. I’m still trying to process it all, but I’m glad I talked to them.”

“I’m happy for you, Logan. I know learning what really happened to your mom was horrible. I can’t even begin to imagine what that’s like, but to also discover you have a dad and a brother that both want to be a part of your life...I’d say that’s pretty amazing.”

Getting out of the shower and drying off, I let Bella’s words sink in. She’s right. I may never get over what happened to my mother, but I could try and make things work with my father. The past is the past, there’s nothing I can do to change it. And after hearing his side of things, I can understand why he waited to contact me.

“You know what else I think, Logan?”

Walking up to her I stand between her legs, wrapping my arms around her waist. “What’s that, Angel?”

“You deciding to give your dad and brother a chance, the three of you moving forward, it shows you win. Your grandfather may be dead, but he didn’t succeed in keeping you apart.”

Placing my forehead against hers I let out a deep breath. Leave it to Bella to show me the bigger picture, showing me the good in a tough situation.

Reaching down, I cup my hands under Bella’s ass lifting her up. She responds, by wrapping her legs around my waist as I carry her out of the bathroom, setting her down next to the bed. Seeking the heat of her body, I swiftly pulled my shirt off over her head.

Her gorgeous eyes fall on mine. I can’t ever remember wanting something so much. “You have no fucking idea what you do to me,” I rasp, with my mouth hovering over hers.

Bella’s breaths are coming out in pants, and I can feel her body shiver with anticipation.

Giving her what she needs, I claim her mouth with mine. My hand trails down her stomach until I reach her slick folds, slipping two fingers inside her pussy. Bella brings her arms up around my neck as I continue to move in and out of her. Moments later her hips jerk forward and her pussy clamps down on my fingers, while my mouth swallows the moan of her orgasm.

Pulling away, I look into her dazed eyes. She watches intently as I put my fingers in my mouth. “Best thing I ever fuckin’ tasted,” I tell her.

“Now, I want you on your hands and knees,” I command.

Without hesitation, she climbs onto the bed. Dropping the towel from around my waist, I settle in behind her. I run my hand up the curve of her perfect ass, then back down to her wet pussy. Grabbing the base of my cock, I slide the head back and forth between her wet folds, teasing her. Growling with frustration, Bella begins rocking her hips back, seeking what her body craves. Deciding to show her who’s running this show, I bring my palm down on her ass, slapping it. I love the look of my reddened handprint on her flawless skin. “You’ll take what I give you. Now be still,” I order.

“Logan, please,” she begs. “I need you inside me.”

“You can wait,” I say reaching down to run my finger through her pussy.

“Fuckin’ soaked. You love it when I spank your ass, don’t you?” I ask, slipping my finger inside, causing her to moan, and the walls of her hot pussy clamp down on my fingers. One thing I found out about my girl early on is she loves when I punish her. Deciding I’ve teased her enough, I grab the base of my cock, and bring the tip to her entrance. Closing my eyes, I grab Bella’s hips and slowly sink into her tight heat. Relishing the feel of the best thing I’ve ever had.

“Fuck, you feel so damn good,” I rasp.

Turning her head, she looks at me over her shoulder. Her face flushed red and her eyes filled with lust. The sounds of her moans echoing off the walls fuel me, as I drive into her harder and harder. Reaching for the hair lying against her sweaty back, I grab a hold, wrapping the long strands around my hand. That’s when I see it. My movement falters, my breath getting stuck in my throat. Bella stills. She knows I’ve just seen it and is waiting for my reaction.

At the base of her neck, between her shoulders, is a pair of blue and green angel wings, with the scripture ‘His Angel’ written across the top. Seeing a part of me on her causes my dick to grow even harder. With Bella’s hair still in my hand, I tug her head back making her look at me.

“You like having my mark on you, don’t you Angel?” I ask with a hard thrust. Causing her to cry out. “Answer me.”

“Yes,” she moans with pleasure.

Her answer causes a deep growl to vibrate through my chest as I continue to fuck her perfect pussy.

Feeling the tingle at the base of my spine, I bring my hand around, finding her swollen clit. I feel the flutter of her pussy and it’s all I can do to hold off my own release.

“Come with me. I want to feel your pussy squeezing my cock.”

She comes, sending me right over the edge with her.

Collapsing on the bed, I grab her around the waist, pulling her towards me. We lie there for a few minutes in silence collecting our breaths before I speak.

“Why blue and green?”

I have a feeling what her answer will be, but I want her to say it. Bella twists herself around to face me then answers.

“Blue and green are the colors of the most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen.’’

* * *

The next morning after our shower, Bella and I head downstairs to eat. In the kitchen, we find Lisa and Alba already at work cooking breakfast.

“Good morning you two, you’re just in time,” Lisa says, bringing the food over to the table.

“I’m so sorry I overslept and didn’t come down in time to help you, Lisa,” Bella tells her.

“Oh, sweetheart, I don’t want to hear none of that,” she says waving her hand, “besides Alba here has been a tremendous help. You two come on and sit.”

When we’re done eating I stand from the table, grabbing Bella’s hand. “Come on, babe. I’ve got something to show you.”

“Okay?” she wonders, while I lead her out of the kitchen and through the main room. Passing Quinn, he gives me a nod telling me my surprise is ready.

I take her outside, and we walk around to the side of the clubhouse. Turning the corner, Bella lets out a gasp, freezing in place with her hand covering her mouth. Right in front of us is her 1968 Mustang. Only it looks completely different. With a new vinyl top, fresh paint, and brand-new tires. We swapped the old blue interior for a floral white. I’d say Bella’s car is very different from the rusted-up piece of shit it was before.

Standing behind her I bring my arms around her and hold her while whispering in her ear. “You didn’t think I would forget your birthday did you, Angel?”

“Is that really my car?” She asks in a shaky voice.

“Yeah, babe, that’s your car.”

Bella walks up to her car running her hand up the hood and down the driver’s side before opening the door and sliding in. “When did you do all this?”

“It wasn’t just me, all the brothers helped.”

Bella turns to me with tears running down her face. “I can’t believe you all did this for me.”

Using the pad of my thumb to wipe her tears. “There’s nothing I won’t do for you, Angel.”

“I love it! You all did an amazing job. It’s perfect!” She says brushing her lips softly against mine.

“Can we go for a ride?” She asks excitedly.

I take the keys from my front pocket, handing them over.

“Hell yeah, babe, let’s go.”