Chapter 35 (Sienna)
“Sin,” Killer yells again, and I am so close to the point of strangling him if he calls my name one more
time.
He was up at the crack of dawn and already showered.
I woke up three times during the night to feed Kaleb without any help since Mister didn’t want anyone in
our bedroom when the door was closed.
“I’ming,” I snap trying to get my jeans up my ass.
He takes me to a church with Kaleb at the back of the car. We jump out and Mercy, After, and Frost are
waiting outside.
My cousin looks sexy in a white figure hugging dress and ck heels.
Mercy is wearing a purple number and After has on a pants suit.
Their hair are styled and makeup done to the 9’s. I look down at my jeans and then at my boyfriend,
who is holding Kaleb to his chest, also in a suit.
“Don’t look at me, you wanted to wear jeans.” Boy does he look sexy in his shades.
“Come on, the service is about to begin,” After rushes us.
We get into the church and I frown because it is just the people from the Clubhouse and maybe one or
two other faces.
I sit down next to Killer and we listen to the sermon.
“Before we leave here today, someone has asked to say a few words.”
I look around waiting for the person to get up. Frost stands up next to me and so does Killer who hands
Kaleb to Frost.
He takes my hand and pulls me up, we walk down to where the Priest is standing.
Killers blue eyes look at me, for a moment. And I am curious as to what he wants to say in front of all
these people.
“You told me you want a home, I got you one,” He point behind me, “You wanted a family, I gave you a
clubhouse full of members. You told me you want me, here I am Sweetheart and I’m not going
anywhere.” He says and looks at me, and I smile with tears in my eyes because he is going.
“What is this Killer?” I ask him.
He bends down on both knees and pulls up a box. His face lifts to face me, “Marry me Taylor.”
“If you don’t want my surname I’ll take yours,” He says as he waits for my answer.
I look behind me and see all of the guys all in the church standing up, with their leather jackets on.
“One condition.”
He smiles and my heart fills, “Anything.”
“Marry me now.”
He stares at me, “Yeah, now sounds perfect to me."
He slips the ring on my finger, and it’s shaped in a sun of diamonds, with a big yellow one in the center.
It’s stunning. Because it reminds me of momma.
The room erupts as everybody startsughing and yelling congrats.
“Any of you got a problem with me getting hitched now?” Killer asks them and if anyone did I don’t think
he cares.
“What about mama?” Frost asks.
“Video call her,” I snap at Frost.
“Sure thing.”
Killer turns to the Priest, who is smiling, and I recognize him from Liston Hills.
“Father, I haven’t been to church in a while but my mother raised us in a Catholic home. I have killed
men, women, and even children. Some were good, some were bad, but I hope I’ve saved many more
lives than the ones I’ve taken. And I probably won’t be returning to church to confess about the other
lives I will take in the future. But, I believe there is a God out there and that God sent this woman to my
door when I was only thirteen, and I believe it was so that I could make an honest woman out of her,
make my momma happy and marry this girl. You married my parents, and my uncles and my brother, I
hope you will marry us Father Klirk.”
The priest looks as though he might cry, but touches Killer’s shoulder, “You were born to be a soldier of
god son. I would be honored.”
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The room apuds, we stand in front of FATHER Klirk.
“Wait,” Frost yells, “She can’t get married in jeans.”
“I don’t care,” I snap at Frost but she is running down the aisle in her heels.
“I do, which is why I was smart enough to put a white dress on. Trust you to wear a jeans to church.”
She drags me away and the other woman rush after us. I take 10 minutes to put Frosts dress on and
get back to my man.
He is waiting for me and I stand next to him as Father Klirk gives a small speech about marriage.