Major's POV
“You wouldn't be mad at her for leaving you when you were still a baby?” I asked, and she shook her head. “That's so lovely of you.”
“If she left, then she has her reasons. So I can't be mad at her,” she uttered, and her grip on my palm tightened.
We spent more time as a couple there before we decided to return to the club base.
“Major, I'm going to tell the members that I'm now your lady. I have to invite my friends too,” she said, holding her helmet. She pulled out her cell phone and began typing, then put it back in when she was done. “Do you think the members would be happy that I am your lady?”
“Something they'd been anticipating a long time,” I answered, and she climbed onto the bike.
I rode off soon, not too fast or too slow, but at a normal speed that would cer
