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A wry laugh fell from me.
Tac chuckled. “Thanks, Pratt. I owe you one. If you hadn’t got under White’s skin, I wouldn’t have had the need to move on him. I’ve been waiting for him to put his foot out of line for too bloody long.”
“Fucking prick,” White muttered.
“Shut up,” Fluffy growled back.
Tugging Ronnie to my side, I gave the Australian a smile. “So is this it for him?”
Tac grinned. “Let’s just say, I’m very good at cleaning up shit. It’s what I get paid to do.”
I had a feeling Tacitus Kole wouldn’t tell me who paid him to clean up said shit, even if I asked. Would Lila, if I asked her?
Shit, where was Lila? How did this affect her?
“And, Pratt?” Tac said, his smile now directed at the tip of the gutting knife’s blade, “tell Winchester it’s my shout next time.”
The expression on my face must have told him I had no clue what he was talking about. “She’ll know what I mean. Happy wedding, you two. Now, fuck off.”
“Fucking off,” Ronnie said. She smiled up at me. My woman. My life. My reason for breath. “Let’s go.”
We went.
