Weasel knew her concern. She couldn’t hide it from him, nor could she hide the fact that Deanna had come back to the clubhouse and apologized. Now he had to deal with the fallout and what it meant for his woman.

Being part of an MC, he’d gone crazy for a time. Screwing women as if they were going out of fashion. He’d partied hard and fucked even harder. Women were easy when it came to the club life. They wanted one thing and one thing only, to please the bikers that were there.

He got his fair share of pussy and didn’t care about anyone or anything. It was all so easy for him, and he relished it. He loved it.

Then one day he realized he was so fucking empty he was lost. Of course, the emptiness began, and it gradually grew until when he looked in the mirror, he no longer recognized himself.

The women became blurs, all coming together as one. It didn’t matter who they were, and he lost interest. He found himself coming away from the free sex and more into the club. The business and his brothers, that was where the club was at.

He’d watched several of his club brothers fall in love. At first, he didn’t care. It was just another woman within the club. After a while he started to watch the old ladies with their men, and he knew straight away that he was missing out.

Over the past few years he’d wanted what his brothers had. Going home at night to an old lady, to a family. A woman who stood by your side no matter what. He wanted that so much.

Being with Renee, he knew he was never going to hurt her.

He’d lost her once, and he wasn’t going to do anything that would risk their relationship again. He loved her more than anything else. Nothing would have ever made him throw in his patch, but if that was what Renee needed from him, he’d do it.

Renee took a seat at the table, and he grabbed a beer from the fridge. Opening the bottle, he took a long sip, and then sat at the table, staring at her. He waited for her to tell him what the problem was. She needed to be open with him.

He smiled at her. “I’m all ears, babe.”

She smiled. “You know I was debating what to say. I don’t know the right words, or how to describe it.”

“Tell me what you’re thinking about.”

“I don’t want you to get angry.”

“I won’t. I don’t imagine this is easy for you at all.” He glanced down at her finger where his ring lay. “I’m not going to say anything. This has to be all on you.”

Tears were in her eyes, and he saw she was struggling with this. “I don’t …”

“Ask me, Renee. That’s all you’ve got to do. Ask me, and I’ll be open, honest, with you.”

“I’ve been having second thoughts about us getting married.” The tears spilled down her cheeks, and it made him hurt to see her this way.

He leaned forward and put his hand over hers.

“It’s crazy because when I’m with you like now, I know my thoughts are crazy. I love you so much, Weasel. But what if I’m not enough. What if you find some younger woman who can do things that I don’t do?”

He didn’t laugh. Weasel didn’t do anything. He grabbed her hand and held her as she voiced her fears. Each one broke his heart, but he got it.

A biker didn’t have the best reputation, and she had seen the lifestyle more than once. In most situations, men were not faithful to their women.

Weasel had been shocked by how long his brothers had been faithful to their women, but he got it now.

When you’re with the right woman, you wouldn’t dream of doing anything to risk that. Also, there was no one else.

He didn’t look at other women, nor did he seek other women out. All he wanted was Renee. She was the only woman he craved more than anything else.

“I’m being stupid.”

“You’re not being anything other than careful, baby.” He stroked over the engagement ring he’d gotten her. “You know when you left, I thought a part of myself was dead. I fucked and didn’t give a shit. None of it filled the hole that you had left. You’re right, I’m a biker, and a younger model could come along, but I know in my heart that I love you. You’re the only woman I want.” He reached out and wiped some of her tears away. “You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. I wouldn’t do anything to hurt you. Nothing at all.” He moved, picking her up, and placing her on his lap.

“I feel crazy right now.”

“You’re always going to be a little crazy. It runs in your blood.” This made her laugh. “You mean so much more to me than anyone else in the world. I love you, baby. If you want to wait to marry me, then we can wait. I won’t rush or force you into anything.”

“I want to marry you,” she said. “I do.”

“I just want to point out that this can go both ways.”

She frowned. “What do you mean?”

“You can find some other man who thinks he can please you better than me. What will I do then?”

She burst out laughing. “No one can compare to you.” She cupped his face and pressed her lips against his. “No one can please me as you do, Weasel.”

“Exactly my thoughts concerning you, Renee. So what makes you think that anyone else could ever mean anything to me? You’re my girl, and I’m your guy.” He pressed his hand against her heart and took hers, placing it over his. “We’ve always belonged together, you and I. That is never going to change. Never. You want to take your time. I can wait to marry you. I don’t want to, but you need to know that when it comes to you, I’ll do anything for you. I’ll wait weeks, months, and years to be with you.”

She licked her lips and then shook her head. “I don’t want to wait too long.”

He stroked her cheek. “You can set the date and we can deal with everything. I want you to always come to me whenever you have doubts, worries, whatever it is.”

“Even if it’s stupid?”

“Especially when it’s stupid.” He gripped the back of her head and tugged her down to kiss her lips, silencing her the only way he knew how.