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"So?" Py asks as Ailbhe and I take a seat. We're back at the clubhouse, and everyone's here, including all of Ailbhe's siblings, not to mention the Gallaghers, Freddie and Maverick. "Don't leave us in suspense any longer."
Chuckling comes from the laptop that's set up on the bar. The brothers in New York are also with us. They're waiting for the news just as those who are here are.
I've been sober for almost three months now, and I haven't once thought about having a drink. It's crazy to me how much I have missed by constantly being a drunken mess. I have a lot of people who give a shit about me and I took it for granted when I was in New York. Not any longer. I'm fucking grateful to have so many people in my life.
"It's a boy," I tell them, my chest filled with pride. I'm so fucking happy.
Cheers sound throughout the clubhouse and over the laptop. Everyone's celebrating and joyful. I pull Ailbhe onto my lap and press a kiss to her lips. "Love you, babe."
She grins at me. "I love you too, Kane, and I really want to call the baby Emmet Abel Mangan. I want to give you a name that's not tainted by your parents."
"Fuck," I whisper. Christ, this woman never fails to shock me. Not fucking ever. "You good with that?"
She nods. "So good with it."
"You marryin' me then, Ailbhe?"
"I am your old lady, right?"
Damn fucking straight she is.
Before I can say anything, the doors to the clubhouse crash open and a woman stumbles in. Her face is a mess, she’s covered in blood, and she's holding her arm close to her chest.
"Raptor," she croaks. "Help." She crumples to the floor.
"Mallory?" Raptor growls as he moves toward her, his face twisted with rage as he watches the woman he’s been looking for passed out on the ground.
Fuck. What the fuck happened?
