Chapter 103
Goof
I just got to my place on the platform when Anna came out the back door. She is holding a babbling clapping Ant on her hip. When he saw me he started babbling louder, giggling and reaching for me.” You will go to your daddy soon. We have to get him married to your mommy first.” Anna said. I don’t know how much of what Anna said Ant understood but he got excited and giggled louder and waved his hands. I didn’t bother to stop the smile on my face watching my boy. Anna took her seat in the front row so Ant could see me and Silvy. Ant looked over Anna’s shoulder and began to babble to Pocket’s twins who thought Ant was the funniest thing they have ever seen. Ant always has those two laughing. I was paying attention to the kids when the door opened again and the music
started to play.
I knew I need to focus when Gena walks out first. We didn’t do flower girls or ring bearers because Silvy and I couldn’t settle on who to pick out of the club kids and we didn’t want it to look like we were playing favorites towards any of them. When Gena gets halfway down the aisle Lilly walks out. “Damn.” I hear Tank say from behind me. I turn my head and see his lust–filled eyes glued to Lilly. I used to crack good humor jokes about the way the guys looked at their ol’e ladies. I get that look. I give Silvy the same look. I want to still be giving her for years to come. Just like my brothers. Since they have settled down I haven’t seen them even glance at another woman. Once I got my head out of my ass I am the same way.
Just as Lilly took her place the door opened again and there standing with her dad is my gorgeous bride. When she took her first step towards me she is all I saw. The smile on her face lit up the backyard brighter than the afternoon sun. I focused on Silvy’s face the entire way to me and saw her smile never wavered. She is just as happy as I am. Tony and Silvy stop at the step that leads to me and Tony lifts her veil before turning towards us. “Who gives our Silvy to a very lucky Goof?” Viper asked. Viper has officiated all the weddings of my brothers except his own. I couldn’t imagine having anyone else marry us. Thankfully Silvy agreed. She said she was looking forward to seeing what Viper would come up with. She has been to all the weddings except Merigold’s because she didn’t know us
then.
“I, Anthony Ramone, Silvy’s father give her to Goof with the promise that she can always come home,” Tony said looking directly at me. He was letting me know that if I fucked up again he would be there for Silvy. Something I have plenty of respect for. I nod to him and hold my hand out to Silvy. Tony places Silvy’s hand in mine before going to take his seat next to Anna. I help her up to the last step. We both stand facing each other and I wink at her. Silvy pressed her lips together like she was giving me an air kiss. “While these two flirt with each other I would like to welcome brothers, sisters, and honored guests. We are here to not only officially bring Silvy into the family but for Goof to legally claim her.” Viper said making me chuckle.
“Goof, you finally got your head out of your butt and claimed Silvy in true biker form,” Viper said. I could hear his twins giggling “Daddy say butt.” Silvy bit her lip to keep from laughing. I didn’t bother. If we got through this wedding without laughing I was going to be amazed. It didn’t work at the other weddings. Viper clears his throat a few times. I could tell he was trying hard not to laugh. “Are you ready to claim her in front of these people making her your lawful wife?” Viper asked. “Damn right, I am,” I said. I heard Tony grumble “He better.” “Silvy, my newest sister, you have accepted Goof’s kutte and mark as his ol’e lady in biker law. Will you accept his claim to be your lawful husband?” Viper asked. Silvy winks at me and says “Definitely.”
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Reckless Renegades Goof and Silvy’s Story
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
