𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒐𝒇 the firecrackers' explosive show dissolved into the night , leaving behind a sky embroidered with tendrils of smoke and the sharp , nostalgic scent of burnt gunpowder that sifted through the breeze . to tie it all together , the best part of his night was getting to see the smile on harleys tiny face , perched atop his shoulders , blue eyes wide with the kaleidoscope of colors blooming above . " alright sweetheart , hold it away from your face remember . " protective currents in his voice as steady as a river's flow , lightning her sparkler , his hand around her tiny one to demonstrate a safe distance . " we don't want your mama' killing me , before the new year . " deep chuckle , warm and playful danced through the air as he tossed a glance over his shoulder to the woman standing a few feet away . the party throbbed with life , full of laughter and camaraderie that wouldn't stop until the first light of dawn . the yard was a sea of faces , made up of biker family members , and friends all eager to embrace the new year with open arms . this was their tradition , a beacon of inclusivity that set them apart from other motorcycle clubs . " thanks for coming , and for bringing harley — " voice a soft undercurrent amidst the lively tide . with her favorite drink in hand , eyes tenderly following harley as she played — she was a ball of energy amidst her cousins and grandmother . " at least you know she's gonna' knock straight out tonight . " he added , smile tugging at the corners of his lips . he settled beside her , hand wrapped around the neck of his beer , and he cant help be feel — content . it was the taste of the life he always wanted . " so ... you want to talk about it ? " it also was the first quiet moment they'd had since that night , and beating around the bush had never been his strong suite . | @scftlightz
