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She nods. “So much.” She leans in, her voice dropping. “And when we get home, we’ll have even more.”

Jude huffs up front. “You two are the worst thing to ever happen to my car.”

CHAPTER 35

EDEN

One month later…

“There’s no reason to be bitter.”

Jude snorts. “I’m not bitter.”

“You’ve been complaining that I won the entire ride up here.”

“No.” He pushes open the door, and I walk through. “I’ve been complaining that you cheated.”

Kieran chuckles from where he stands across Lochlan’s outdoor seating area. “My wife? She would never cheat.”

“Thank you.” He winks at me, and I try to ignore how his beautiful green eyes make my body heat. “Face it, Jude. You lost.”

He shakes his head. “We’ll have a rematch tomorrow.”

“And I’ll win then, too.”

Jude rolls his eyes, but there’s pure amusement on his face. He has no problem losing to me. We both like the challenge.

Kieran wraps an arm around my waist, dragging me back into his body. I hadn’t even heard him approach. “You getting into trouble?” he teases.

“Always.”

“Good.” His lips brush my temple. “I love it when you’re up to no good.”

“You love me always.” He hums, not agreeing, and I swat at him. “Jerk.”

He chuckles as Lochlan and Mika exit the house, joining the rest of us. Lochlan is carrying a tray of drinks, shaking his head at her. “I’m not giving you a name.”

“That’s not fair!”

“What’s not fair is that my best chocolatier is now dead. I can’t sacrifice another.”

Mika huffs, turning her big eyes on her husband. “Just take me to the shop.”

Jude crosses to Mika, cupping her face and kissing her long and slow. She melts into him, hands fisting the front of his shirt. Lochlan whistles. Rohan turns away, endlessly disgusted by the rest of us.

When he pulls back, his thumbs still stroking her jaw, Jude quietly whispers, “No.”

That has me, Kieran, and Lochlan chuckling, and my husband pulls me to the table while Mika glares at hers. But Jude drags her over with the rest of us, pulling her into his lap.

I try to take my own chair, but unsurprisingly, Kieran grunts in disapproval and grabs me by the waist. I’m dropped into his lap, one arm coming around to hold me firmly in place, and I narrow my eyes at him. I’ve long since learned not to protest.

In the last month, we’ve rebuilt our peace and sense of family. Twice a week, we gather for dinner at one of our houses, making a point not to discuss work. I still spend many of my afternoons with Mika, most of my mornings with Jude, and find plenty of trouble to get into with Kieran or Lochlan. Rohan treats me just like he does those two, like I’m an annoying sibling he has to put up with.

And it’s perfect.

“You forgot something.” Kieran slides my ring onto my finger, and I can’t help but smile down at it. He hates when I don’t have it on.

“I don’t wear it when we’re training. You know that.” And today I had an extra long and grueling session as I helped Jude test and evaluate a new set of fighters. Caius needs two new bodies, and we always help weed out the weak.