Page 204 of Nothing Special X: The Last Stand

Furi blinked. “Your first name is Sasha?”

Ro’s scowl deepened. “Yes.”

Ruxs shook his head. “Since when?”

“Since birth, dumbass.”

Bull appeared genuinely confused. “You guys didn’t know his name?”

Everyone stared.

Bull laughed. “How is that possible?”

Day shrugged, looking just as baffled as everyone else. “No fuckin’ clue.”

Johnson’s face went from tender to amused. “Did y’all think his first name was Ro?”

“Yes,” Fox said immediately. “Ro Ronowski.”

Michaels bent at the waist laughing.

Syn covered his face.

Hart turned away, shoulders shaking.

“What kind of goddamn name is Ro Ronowski?” Ro growled at Fox.

Fox was laughing too hard to answer properly. “I don’t know. We never questioned it.”

God crossed his arms. “To be fair, cops don’t use first names.”

Day nodded. “And you’ve always just answered to Ro.”

“It’s a nickname for my long last name, obviously.”

Ruxs threw out both hands. “How were we supposed to know? You could’ve been named Roscoe.”

Ro looked ready to swing.

Furi smiled. “Or Rodolfo.”

“Roman,” Michaels added.

“Roosevelt,” Day said.

Ro flipped them all the bird

Johnson kissed the side of Ro’s head. “Ignore them, Sash.”

The second round of laughter was worse.

Ro shoved at Johnson’s chest, but Johnson held on to him easily.

God laughed despite himself.

A van pulled up near the house.

A woman climbed out first, brisk and stylish in dark slacks. Two others got out behind her carrying garment bags, and a big steel case.