Page 76 of Fractured Memories

“Because if anyone gets to kill the fucker, it’s me.” Lochlan shoots him a glare. “I deserve to rip his throat out with my bare hands for wasting so much of my life dealing with him.”

I chuckle. “Can I watch?”

His eyes light up. “Can we go right now?”

Taking a sip, I shake my head. “None of us are very good at the public relations side of managing the city. He is a necessary evil.”

“Can I threaten him?” Lochlan leans forward, looking too excited. “What if I rough him up a bit? Remind him who he works for?”

“We annoyingly need him on our side.” I sigh. Normally, I’d be more than happy to give this to Lochlan, but I have no doubt it would only make a bigger mess. “I have a feeling that one of us killing the prick that is supposed to be helping the city would only make matters worse.”

Lochlan slumps back, knowing I’m right. “We could replace him,” he mutters.

Rohan snorts. “With who? Conor?”

I chuckle, and even Lochlan’s lips twitch with a smile. Miles’s little helper is even more annoying than he is.

I nudge Lochlan’s foot with mine. “The second he’s no longer useful to us—that we finally get rid of our rebel problem—I’ll let you do whatever you want to him. Deal?”

He makes a big show of thinking about it before sighing like I’m causing him great strife. Bastard. “Deal,” he concedes.

I shake my head at him and glance at the clock. Eden should be home soon.

Swiping my gloves from the table beside me, I stand and tuck them in my back pocket. “Not that you two miserable arseholes aren’t excellent company, but I’m going home now.”

I drain the rest of my glass and set it on the table beside Rohan and stalk toward the side door that leads out to the short path to my house. But I don’t quite get there before a question stops me in my tracks.

“Are you going to marry her?”

I turn slowly, shock filtering through my system as I find Rohan’s dark eyes locked on me. It’s a very uncharacteristic question coming from him. “What?”

Rohan takes a slow sip. “You heard me. Are you going to marry her?”

I would be lying if I said it wasn’t a thought that had crossed my mind. It was never something the three of us had talked about, having to start our own families.

Carefully, I answer, “I don’t know if Eden is the marrying type.”

That much is the truth. My girl is wild, and it took me long enough to get her into my bed permanently. I’m not sure she would ever want to be a wife, even if the idea is very appealing to me.

“It’s something we’ll all need to do.” He says it far too conversationally for the glint in his eye. “Find wives. Have kids.”

“When you do marry her, we could make it a big thing in the city!” Lochlan leans forward, and I already hate how I can see his mind running with the idea. “A huge party!”

“Absolutely not.” I cut him a glare before glancing back at Rohan. He’s still staring at me in a way that I can’t decipher. “I’m not going to force Eden to marry me.”

He smirks. “I doubt you’ll have to.”

I narrow my eyes. I don’t understand where this is coming from—especially from him. But I’m not going to push it right now.

The truth is, I’d marry Eden today. I always knew I’d have to take a wife, but I thought it would be more out of obligation than anything. Lochlan’s parents had a luxury that mine and Rohan’s did not.

But seeing Mika and Jude together all these years must have made me soften toward the idea. I’d never dare try to cage Eden, but I’d love to make her mine. To make everyone know that this fierce and incredible woman wants me.

“It could put her in danger.” It’s the only concern I’ve had as I’ve toyed with the idea. “Especially with the increase in attacks lately.”

Lochlan is the one who laughs at that. “Eden has been broadcasted killing every one of her opponents on the mat. Do you think she is a stranger to having enemies?”

“Or that she couldn’t handle anyone that came at her?” Rohan arches a brow.