A Beautiful Taste
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“What happened to this man?” I ask.
Senior Constable Peters looks at the photo of the man called Saxon Monroe. “He was gunned down during an altercation between one of the bikie gangs, and the Brotherhood a few years ago.”
“The Brotherhood? Is that what that symbol they all have tattooed on them is for?”
He nods. “They’re a defunct gang now, but they were very prominent about a decade ago. We’ve always suspected that your attack may have been an initiation ritual for new recruits to show their loyalty.”
“What kind of a group would do that?” I gasp, shaking my head and hating the crap that goes on in this world at times.
“One with very little respect for women, I think. I’m sorry this had to happen to you, Ms Morgan.”
“I’m sorry I couldn’t be of better help here.”
“It’s no problem. We’ll get DNA samples from these two, and if they’re a match, which we expect they’ll be, then we’ll be going to trial to get them put away for a very long time.”
“Thank you, officer.”
“Thank you.”
I shake his hand, and so does Brad as we stand to leave and hopefully never enter another police station again. The moment I step out into the cool autumn air, I let out a sigh.
“You OK?” Brad asks, as he takes my hand and we walk to his car.
I nod. “He’s dead, Brad.”
“You think he’s the one?”
“I do. I could tell by his photo. Is it wrong that I’m happy about the fact a man was gunned down?”
“Sweetheart, if I could’ve, I would have gunned him down myself. I would have gunned down the lot of them, so if you want, we can go throw a party and go and dance on his grave. The important part here is, that those men are finally behind bars where they belong.”
“I just hope that’s where they stay.”
“They will. This time, they’re not getting away with it. There’s too much evidence against them.”
“Take me home, Brad.”
“Gladly. But I’m going to take you to my home. Riley can have the spare room. I’m not living or sleeping without you again.”
I inhale deeply, my heart feeling as full as my lungs, and I nod. “That’s my idea of perfect.”
Epilogue
6 months later
Brad
Reaching out, I take a hold of her left hand. “Dakota. The moment we met, you became my light–the woman who held my heart and my happiness and guided my way. We were too young at the time, but over the years, that light never faded, and it burned steadily within my heart until the day we could finally be together and cement our future as a single unit moving forward. I promise to love you endlessly, to cook for you on my days off, and love Riley as my own. I promise to share my life, my happiness and even my sorrow. To me, you are everything.”
Riley smiles up at me as best man, and he hands me the ring to give to his mother. “Great speech,” he whispers loudly with a wink. The congregation overhears him and a chuckle rolls over those in attendance.
I wink in return and slide the ring down Dakota’s finger. She smiles at me looking like everything that’s good in this world in her cream silk wedding gown that flows softly around her body like a dream. She has her hair curled and piled on top of her head, fixed with a jewelled hairpin that also attaches her veil. In a word, she’s stunning.
“Now the bride would like to say her vows,” the reverend announces, and Dakota’s cheeks flush pink, as she takes a hold of my left hand and looks up into my eyes.
“Bradley Rae. I too, fell in love with you the first moment I saw you. You had this look about you that promised me the ride of my life, while at the same time assuring me I’d be safe with you. Over the years, you’ve been my friend, my protector, and eventually my partner. You are also my light and during my darkest years, you were shining brightly at the end of that tunnel, waiting for me until I was ready. I feel so blessed that your heart never strayed, as mine has always been yours and always will be. I promise to share my life with you, Brad. I promise to love you from the moment you open your eyes in the morning until the moment you close them to sleep. Then I promise to love you in my dreams and until the end of time.”
Lifting her hands, I press a kiss to her knuckles, feeling my throat tighten with emotion as Stacey hands her the gold band, and she slides it over my finger.
I look down at the ring on my finger, as the reverend begins the official exchange of vows. I feel a surge of joy flood my heart as her lips move and she says, “I do.”
Today, I’m getting everything I ever wanted. I’m getting a family. And they’re mine. They’re mine forever. I’m never letting go.
***
Dakota
“This is my room?” Riley asks in shock, as he turns in the middle of the large room in our new home in Lane Cove. We’ve just moved into the house Brad inherited from his Aunt Sara. It’s the house where we first made love, so to me, this move feels very special. It’s the only thing I think about when I walk through the front door.
“Yep. This is yours. Do you like it?” Brad asks, standing right next to him.
“I love it! It is all my favourite colours and there’s an Xbox. Just wait until Paul sees this!” He runs around the room, commenting on different features, which have all been specially designed for him. Brad had someone come in and custom build everything so we could move in after the wedding. This was Brad’s gift to us for the start of our family.
“You’re spoiling him,” I say, as Brad walks toward where I’m standing at the door.
He shrugs. “He’s my only son.”
The comment is so simple and innocent in his delivery. It’s a statement of fact. And I realise that’s exactly how Brad sees him–as our son. I suppose being raised by his aunt gave him the ability to understand that sometimes your family doesn’t come directly from your own blood.
He turns to me. “And what do you think of our room?” he asks.
Slipping my hand in his, I lead him inside and look around at the well-lit room with its large windows, walk in wardrobe and ensuite bathroom. The last two were additions during the recent renovations, which took place while we all lived together in Brad’s city apartment. I planned the wedding, and he planned this. It’s all coming together perfectly.
I move toward the king sized bed that sits in the centre of the room with dusty blue bedding and matching throw pillows. It’s sitting in an antique heavy wood frame and has matching bedsides and chest of drawers.
“I love the entire house. You could have gone into interior design if being a chef didn’t work out for you, you know,” I say, wrapping my arms around his waist as I rest my head against his chest.
He chuckles lightly as he hugs me back. “You know, I just worked from all of those pictures you clipped out of Home and Garden, right? This is basically everything you hinted at.”
“Oh, was I that obvious?” I ask with a big grin on my face.
“Just a little,” he says, as he presses his lips to mine.
I kiss him deeply, inhaling his scent as I mentally count the hours down until tonight, when we’ll get the chance to use this bedroom for its intended purpose. Making babies. It’s on the top of our to-do list now that we’re married, and I want nothing more than to have Brad’s child, and to give Riley a sibling to run around this big backyard with.
“I think we’re going to be really happy here,” Brad says, and I have to agree. Ever since my attackers were arrested, I’ve felt as though everything is going right for us. After having their DNA matched to the evidence, they all admitted to what they’d done and when that DNA matched them to a few other attacks, they were each sentenced to extended prison time. I can’t imagine them getting out in my lifetime, and I’m grateful to finally close that chapter of my life, so I can look forward to everything that’s wonderful about loving Brad.
“I think this is the perfect place for us. We started here. I’d like us to grow old together here too.”
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“I like the sound of that, sweetheart,” he murmurs, bringing his mouth to mine.
And when he takes my lips in his, I close my eyes and hold him tight, knowing that we are both finally home in this house, and in each other’s arms. It’s exactly where we belong.
The end…or is it?
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Lilliana Anderson
Bestselling Author of the A Beautiful Series, Alter and the Confidante Trilogy, Lilliana has always loved to read and write, considering it the best form of escapism that the world has to offer.
Australian born and bred, she writes New Adult Romance revolving around her authentically Aussie characters as well as a biographical trilogy based on an ex-Sydney sex worker, named Angelien.
Lilliana feels that the world should see Australia for more than just it's outback and tries to show characters in more of a city setting.
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