Black Wings MC: The Novel (Motorcycle Club Romance)

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    Finally, just after 8PM, my cell phone rang. It was him. He called to check in and tell me that everything was alright. They were set to meet with the cartel the next afternoon and would be home later that night. I told him I loved him and to be careful. We hung up just as my brother began to load up the U-Haul that I had rented. If I was going to get completely moved in by the time he got back, I had to get moving.

Chapter Twelve
    Moving In

Even though I hadn’t known Shadow very long, it felt like we had been together forever. Maybe it was because of the gun fights and explosion that we had been through together, or maybe it was because he had an old soul. Either way, I could picture spending the rest of my life wrapped in the warmth of his arms.
     
    While he was away in Mexico working out a deal with the kingpin of the cartel, I was busy moving into Shadow’s house. My brother was hauling ass to get everything loaded and unloaded into the truck so that I wouldn’t have to lift anything, especially because I was pregnant. I had to tell him to slow down so that he wouldn’t break any of my things because he was moving so fast.
     
    Once all of my belongings were at Shadow’s house, I began to instruct my brother where to put all of the various boxes. He joked around and told me that I had too much shit. I do have to admit, I am a bit of a pack rat. My weakness is angels; I love to collect them. Cherubs are my favorite. How different Shadow and I are; he collects and displays motorcycle nostalgia while I collect and display baby angels.
     
    When he returned, we would have to discuss how we were going to display each of our treasured collectibles in the living room. I know that technically, it’s his house since he paid for it but now that we were a family, it was our house. He was going to have to learn to share. As I unpacked boxes, I wondered which rooms I would want to arrange things in. My phone began to ring just as I was daydreaming about where to put what.
     
    “ Hello?”
     
    “ Hey baby doll!” He sounded like he was half-cocked. “What is my pretty little lady doing?”
     
    “ Ummm, unpacking? Where are you? What are you doing?” Geez, I thought, I was already beginning to sound like a mother and I was still in my first trimester of pregnancy.
     
    “ We’re getting ready to head back home. Everything went very well with the cartel. I miss you.”
     
    “ I miss you, too. Are you drunk?” I couldn’t help it, it just came out.
     
    “ Nah, I’m a little buzzed. You know those Mexicans, they like to drink. We celebrated our renewed business with the them before we headed back to the hotel to collect our things.”
     
    “ You guys better be careful. I want you back in one piece. You got it?”
     
    “ Awww guys, she’s worried about me getting back in one piece” he said to the MC.
     
    “ I mean it, mister. Oh by the way, while I have you on the phone, are there any rooms that are off-limits? Like, can I put my stuff anywhere?” I figured if he was drunk, this was the best time to ask him.
     
    “ You can put your stuff anywhere you want babe. It’s your house.”
     
    Him saying that made me smile. “Ok, do you know how long you guys will be?”
     
    “ We should be home sometime in the middle of the night. The roads should be pretty clear by the time we get over the border. Don’t wait up.”
     
    “ Don’t wait up? I’ll try not to. I’m glad everything went well today. I love you.”
     
    “ Love you too babe. Take care of my little lump of lovin’ till I get back.”
     
    He hung up before I could respond. I looked around the house, thinking of how I would like to reorganize and redecorate. Did he really mean it when he said this house is mine? I mean, we hadn’t even been together two months yet. True, I was pregnant with his child but a house? That seemed too good to be true, but then again, we are talking about Shadow. That’s what I loved the most

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