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Mine was Nova Talbot. My driver’s license read June Nova Johnson, but that was all part of the ruse. The secrets that kept us safe. Not even Jack knew who we were. Because the best way to ruin a secret was to tell people.
Emmett smiled. It came easy. It was entirely sexy. And I liked that he could smile. I also liked that one day, I’d be the woman to wipe that fucking smile off his face.
This was my home, this was my room, but she was in control. I’d take it back soon enough.
“He told me that a king was nothing without his queen. That the two most important cards in a deck were the ace and the queen. You want the ace up your sleeve. And you need the queen at your back because women fight dirty.”
I closed my eyes and for just a moment, I wasn’t June Johnson. I wasn’t Tucker Talbot’s daughter. Emmett wasn’t my enemy, and this wasn’t all part of some grand scheme to get my revenge. For just a moment, I was a woman who shared a primal attraction with this sexy man. This man who pushed me to shed my inhibitions and be free.
He gave me the freedom to let go. I opened, stretching my fingers to tickle the wind. And I flew. Tonight, I’d fly. Tomorrow, I’d get back to business.
She beckoned. I followed. I strode into the rain. I walked willingly into her storm.
Every moment spent with Emmett was infuriating because he was so goddamn perfect. He was not who he should have been. He was not the monster I’d expected.
“You’re in a motorcycle club?” I widened my eyes, hoping I’d infused my voice with enough surprise. “Like Sons of Anarchy?” “I hate that damn show.”
Sons of Anarchy and Jax Teller could rot in hell.
I was falling for Nova. Maybe I already had. And she wouldn’t use my fucking name.
TJ Johnson had been a Warrior. TJ Johnson wasn’t dead because of a hunting accident. TJ Johnson was dead because I’d killed him. I’d shot Nova’s brother.
My Nova didn’t exist. Goddamn, I would miss her. Even though she was a lie, I would miss her. I would think of her for the rest of my days.
The true goodbyes are usually the most painful moments in our lives. But they’re a part of it. We survive the goodbyes so when a hello comes along, we appreciate its beauty.”
“Emmett, if you’re looking for your future over your shoulder, you’re turned the wrong way.”
God, how I had missed her. How I’d craved her. If there were any doubts about this, they disappeared the moment her tongue tangled with mine and the world melted away. The past melted away. I kissed her until she was breathless, then pulled away to drown in those dark coffee eyes. “Hey, baby.” A smile stretched across her face. A smile I hoped to see every day for the rest of my life. “Hi, Ace.”
Five months later, when the forest was teeming with wildflowers and the smell of spring infused the air, we stood in that clearing. Emmett made me his wife. He became my husband. And we stepped into the future, forging a life together, and leaving the past on the road behind us.
