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She was over me and my ways.

I had to change that. The need to do so pressed on me more recently, ever since I got a wake-up call and knew that no one could predict what could happen on any day. When Talon had been shot and nearly killed, it put things into perspective.

It was time for the next step in life.

Since I’d gotten my businesses underway and thriving, it was time to get the woman.

When I had Maya, and I fucking prayed I would, she’d see she was my world.

Which was why I was back in Ballarat. Besides organising things at my newest tattoo shop and home, I was there to show Maya I’d changed. But along with that plan, I’d also gone to Talon, wanting to patch into the club. It’d been the last thing I wanted to do before I went to Maya and tried to get her to understand she was mine.

I knew that if she’d accepted me in time, after I courted the hell out of her, I’d be the luckiest man in the world.

She was my other half. She just didn’t know it yet.

Talon leaned back in his chair and eyed me. “Dodge know you’re here, wantin’ to patch into the Ballarat charter?”

“Not yet,” I told him with a half smirk.

“Why here, Texas? Why not back with your family?”

Maya was here, and she’d want to stay close to her family. Not that Talon knew I wanted his daughter as my old lady. He’d probably kick my arse, but I’d take the beating if it meant I could have the woman.

“I like Ballarat.”

His brow quirked. “You like Ballarat?”

“Yep.”

“What about your store in Caroline Springs? What about your family?”

“Got a manager I trust for it, and I’ll go check on it every now and then. But I’m already set up to run the one here. Got the house attached to the shop as my own also. My family will understand and support me.”

“Even Low?”

I couldn’t help but huff. “Even Low. Won’t deny she’ll throw a fit, but she’ll do it while helpin’ me pack. Besides, it ain’t that far away.” An hour tops.

He ran a hand over his head. “Maybe you should talk to Dodge first.”

“Prez, I’m old enough to make my own decisions.” Besides, he already knew.

“Fuck. I know. The lot of you have grown up too quickly.”

I snorted. “Scared you’re gettin’ old?”

His glare snapped my laugh off. “I can still take you down,kid.”

I believed it too.

He sighed and nodded. Hope shot into my veins. “Fine. I should make you a prospect, but I know Hawks is in your blood, always has been. Give me a week, and I’ll set up the ceremony—”

The door opened abruptly. Talon stood up, gun in hand and pointed that way. Where he got the gun from, I didn’t fucking know. He lowered it when we saw Killer breathing like he’d run a marathon. Before Talon could say anything, Killer did. “Catch.” He threw a phone at Talon, who snatched it out of the air and placed it against his ear.

“Talon,” he clipped. “Easton, slow down and breathe. My phone is on silent while I’m in a meetin’…. What are you sayin’?” He stilled, gripping the phone. “Where is it?Where?” he barked. “Right,” he bit off, then hung up, throwing the phone back to Killer. “Get the brothers who are here. We’re ridin’ out.”

Killer nodded and disappeared. Talon tucked his gun into the back of his jeans.

I stood. “What’s goin’ on?”

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