Jassy
“I love you, too, Karl Baldwin,” I whispered back before dropping my head on his chest. “Till the stars burn out, and the world is nothing but darkness.”
“Hey,” her replied before kissing the top of my head, “stop stealing my lines.”
I grinned, my cheek still pressed to his chest. “Stolen line, or not,” I said with a sigh, “I'm serious.” I pushed myself up a little and got up next to him in the bed. “I'll ride or do whatever crazy s**t you got in mind, forever. No matter what.”
“I think,” he said, one eyebrow raised, “we're gonna keep it to riding from here on out. I'm keeping the bike, but I'm putting the whole MC s**t away. Definitely not running guns anymore, that's for damn sure.”
I reached up, put the back of my hand to his forehead. “You sure you were feeling well enough t
