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Owen caught Lottie in the same fashion, both of us kicking and fighting against them.

“Run, you little wimp!” she shouted after Reid.

Cash and Owen laughed as they carried us out to the patio.

“Put me down,” I scoffed.

“Not until you promise to not make your brother bleed,” Cash said with an entirely too satisfied smile.

“He’s not in physical danger, but we’re better with psychological warfare anyway,” Lottie said as Owen placed her back on her feet.

“Don’t we fucking know it,” Owen muttered before placing a kiss to her cheek.

“Can we have a bonfire now?” Axle asked, cracking open a beer. He was completely unfazed and enjoying the entertainment.

“Absolutely,” I said, grabbing his beer and brushing past him with a shoulder check.

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PAINTBALLS AND PAYBACK

CASH

“So, what’s the plan tonight, boys?” Reid asked as he hopped over the back of the sectional and plopped down next to me with a bounce.

“Are there supposed to be plans?” I arched a brow at him.

Reid gasped, clutching his chest. “You need a bachelor party. It is an absolute necessity.”

I barked out a laugh. “I absolutely do not. I’m already married.”

“Okay, I’m not talking about strippers and blow. Just some dudes doing dude things before we ship you off to the old ball and chain.” He shrugged casually.

Walker walked up behind him and clapped him on the back of the head. “You’re talking about your sister, dipshit.”

“Ow.” Reid rubbed his head with a pout.

“I don’t hate Reid’s idea,” Axle said with a smirk.

“Please don’t get me kicked out of my bed tonight,” Owen pleaded from where he was lounging.

“Don’t act like you don’t love hanging out with us, Kelly,” Walker grunted as he rounded the couch and sat with the rest of us.

“You guys get me in trouble constantly.” Owen sighed.

“Like that time we dyed Fletch’s hands blue.” Reid leaned over and raised his hand to Owen, who slapped it with a smile.

“That was totally worth it.”

Fletch was Lottie’s horrible ex-boyfriend who she had dated for the majority of her young life. Last summer, he insisted on coming to visit Montana while she was here for her annual trip. Her remedy to Fletch being here was to bring Owen along as her new fiancé. We were weary of Owen at first, but he won us over pretty quickly. We relished in torturing Fletch for weeks.

“Iron Saddle?” Axle asked, looking around at the group.

“Nah, too simple. Think bigger.” Reid raised his hands in the air like he was painting us a visual picture.

“What do you suggest?” I asked hesitantly, truly afraid of what this kid was thinking.

“So glad you asked.” His smile was frightening.