Wayward Son (Wayward Saints MC Book 4) (25 page)

Taking the little man to get a fucking rockin’ outfit is harder than I thought. I have no fucking idea what size he wears, so I check his little jeans and shirt to see what Coley bought him last.
 

After looking for a good ten minutes, some girl walks over, and asks if we need any help. We’ve been in store after store and nothing has been remotely good enough from tonight.

She looks me up and down and licks her lips like I’m her next conquest. “Hey handsome,” she purrs.
 

“Oh my god you are so stinkin’ cute!” she says to Axle. He gives her a weird look, and looks like he’s about to cry. My boy knows who his momma is.
 

“We are looking for some wedding clothes for him,” I state looking at the jeans in front of us.
 

“Oh well who is getting married?” she asks putting her hand on my forearm. I look at her and push her hand off me.
 

“I am,” I say. She moves closer to me, and I know she still thinks she has a chance with me.
 

“Look, I’m not interested in you, I’m getting married in an hour and we just need some clothes so I can get back to my fiancée.” She backs away without another word and points me in the direction of the little fancy clothes they have.
 

I spend a few minutes looking at their selection of baby dressy clothes, and end up grabbing a dark pair of baby jeans and a black little button up for him. Once I get his clothes picked out, I walk over to the shoe section, and find some little boots that fit his small feet.
 

We make our way to the men’s department so I can find something to wear. Every woman who passes us, stares at us, and they says how cute Axle is. Once I find a new pair of jeans and a button up to match Axle, I make my way to the register and pay for everything. Getting a few more stares, I ignore them and take the bags. Axle and I make our way to the truck without any more incidents.

Checking the time, I see we have about ten minutes to get dressed. Rushing home, I put the truck in park, and grab everything and Axle. I can hear Coley blow drying her hair, so I take Axle into his room to get ready.
 

Once I get us both dressed and ready, we go check on Coley.
 

Walking into the bedroom, I get a glimpse of Coley and she literally takes my breath away. Never in my life have I seen a woman more beautiful than the one standing before me. She is mostly ready, but doesn’t have any shoes on. Axle starts to whine and reaches for her.
 

Handing him over, I continue to stare at her. “What’s wrong Dom?” she asks quietly.
 

Walking over to her, I pull them both into my arms, “Nothing baby, you’re just the sexiest bride ever.” She blushes and I can’t help my smile at her.
 

Leaning into her, I whisper in her ear, “I can’t wait to get that dress off of you later.”
 

Turning her head to look at me, she gets an evil grin on her face. “You’ll love what I’ve got on under this dress even better.” With that, she walks away from me leaving me speechless. Putting on her shoes, she grabs her bag, and then comes back to me.
 

“We’re gonna be late babe,” her smile is innocent now and as much as I want to bend her over the bed, she’s right and I want to make this shit official.
 

Grabbing Axle from her, I lead us out to the garage, and to the truck. Once I stick him in his seat, she walks to my side and wraps her arms around me. “You both look handsome.” Her lips barely graze my jaw and my dick twitches. I want her pussy so bad right now.
 

Grabbing her ass, I give it a good squeeze, and kiss her lips.
 

Walking her backwards, I open the door for her, and help her in the truck. “In a few hours, I will be taking you hard,” I kiss her once more and shut the door.

Watching her as I walk around the truck, I see her squirming in her seat.
 

Getting to the strip took longer than I had planned. My phone has been blowing up every five minutes with an impatient Brant. You would think that I was late for his fucking wedding. Pulling into the Mirage, I get to the kid parking cars, and hand him a twenty.
 

“Thanks kid.” He looks up at me with a freaked out expression as he reads my cut.
 

“Yeah no problem,” he mumbles as he gets in. Grabbing the car seat from Coley, I grab her hand and drag her with me to where Brant said they were waiting.
 

Finding them at the bar was pretty easy, since no one came within a few feet of Brant. He had his cut on, and the girls were staring and inching closer. I could see the pissed off expression on Anslie’s face, so us getting here now is probably for the best.
 

Anslie’s eyes meet mine and I can see the smile forming as she makes her way over to us. “Axle, she says grabbing for him. She pulls him out of his seat and I walk over to Brant with the empty car seat, leaving Coley and Anslie together.
 

“Hey brother,” he says in greeting.
 

“Why is my sister pissed?” I ask looking over at them.
 

“Some bitch hit on me when we got here. Fuck, I thought getting her pregnant would mean lots of sex, not bitchy jealousy.” I can’t help but laugh at him.
 

“Well, let’s get this show on the road before she starts to kill these bitches for trying to get close to either of us.” Before he can get up, some bitch comes strolling along and grabs his dick.
 

I hear my sister say, “Oh fuck no.” Before Brant can even get free of the hand on his junk, Anslie comes marching up and grabs the girl by the hair. I try to grab her, but she dodges me, and pulls the bitch away from Brant. I look over at Coley and she has a smirk on her face.
 

“You put your hands on my old man again and you’ll wish you never laid eyes on him,” she growls.
 

The bitch goes to hit her, but Brant steps in between them. “Lay one hand on her and I’ll kill you.” The bitch shrinks back and almost trips over a barstool trying to get away.
 

“Damn guys and you say I’m the one who always starts the problems,” I say with a smirk. Brant flips me off and grabs Anslie, pulling her closer to him. He whispers something in her ear and she smiles.
 

“Let’s get the fuck out of here before she starts a brawl,” Brant says with a smirk. He pulls her out of the bar and through the casino.

Chapter Forty

Walking through the casino, Dom grabs my hand, and follows Brant who is whispering in Anslie’s ear. I love watching them, they are like the perfect biker couple, and it makes me happy that I’m about to be part of their family.
 

“What are you thinking about?” Dom asks wrapping his arm around me and pulling me and Axle closer.
 

“Just thinking how cute they are together,” I say with a smile.
 

“Please baby, they ain’t got anything on you and me,” he winks at me, and lowers his hand to my ass.
 

We finally come to an open area that has a hot tropics theme. Smiling at Dom, I shake my head. “What?” he asks with a grin. “You make me hot. The package was hot tropics, I thought it matched,” he kisses me and then leads me inside. Anslie grabs Axle and walks over to Brant, who then takes him from her.
 

“Hi, welcome to the Mirage! Are you the Davoli’s?” the girl at the front asks when we walk up.
 

“Yeah,” Dom says looking around.
 

“How many are in your party?” she asks with a huge smile.
 

Dom cracks a smile and says, “Four plus a baby.” She nods and leads us to the front of the area.
 

“You will walk this way my dear and you sir will be standing right here. Your party will be standing on either side of you both. Did you need anything else?” she asks. We shake our heads no, and she drags me to follow her.
 

Walking around a corner, she shows me where she wants me to stand, and wait for the music to start. “Your family is beautiful,” she says with a smile.
 

“Thank you,” I say with a big grin. She motions to someone who in turns hits a few buttons. Music starts to play, and I can’t believe that it’s my favorite song. Hearing the beginning lyrics to
This Love
by The Veronicas brings tears to my eyes. I have no idea how he knew about this song.
 

While Dom was in prison, I listened to this song over and over again. It was like it was written for us. No matter where he is, I know that we are supposed to be together, and I will always fight for us.

Wiping my tears, the girl motions for me to start walking down the aisle. Walking around the corner, I see Dom standing there with Axle and I can’t help the tears that fall. Right now, I am walking to my future, and I couldn’t be happier if I tried. Staring into Dom’s eyes, I can tell he’s just as happy as I am.

When our hands touch, I get a tingle that runs through my entire body. We join hands and turn to face the minister. Looking over my shoulder at Anslie, I can see the tears in her eyes. “Love you,” she mouths.
 

Smiling, I mouth back, “Love you too sis.” She smiles brightly and I turn back to the mister who is reading about joining us in holy matrimony.
 

When it’s time to say our vows, Dom hands Axle off to Brant. He turns back to me and grabs both of my hands, interlacing our fingers together.
 

“Before I met you I knew, I didn't want to have an ole’ lady. From the moment I saw you, I knew you were gonna fuck my simple life up, and I wouldn't change one minute. You took on the role of mother to my son when you didn't have to, and stood by my side when shit got bad. I promise to love you for the rest of our lives. You keep me grounded and love me no matter what. I’ll love you like my bike, like my club, and most of all, just like my family.”
 

Tears are running down my face and I know my makeup is getting ruined. He gently wipes the tears from my eyes, and the minister tells me it’s my turn. So, I clear my throat and try to place in words how I feel about Dom.