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I nod, and he sighs, scrubbing his face. “I didn’t.”
“You don’t have to know how to do everything, she needs us all,” I whisper, and he nods and gets to his feet.
“I’m going to work. I’ll check in on her bar and everything. Let me know if she needs anything.” He walks away then, almost running.
These idiots. When faced with tears, they turn into scared little boys. I don’t tell her about the breaking stories and gossip spreading about us all. Everyone wants to know about the woman who tamed the Vipers. The picture of her between us at the funeral is being spread everywhere. Ryder put protections in place, of course, and keeps her identity a secret so they can’t dig up her past and hurt her.
But every eye is on us now. Everyone wants to be her.
But all we want is her.
Our Roxy.
* * *
“Kenzo?”she whispers, half asleep.
Shifting, I pull her closer. “Hey, darling.” She blinks her eyes open and looks up at me.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to cry all over you.” She sighs.
“Cry all over me anytime, Rox.” I grin. “It’s an excuse to keep you close.”
She snorts and rolls over, so I flip onto my side and hold her in my arms as she absentmindedly traces her finger across my chest. “I guess it brought it all back. I kept seeing Rich—” She hiccups, and I hold her tighter. “It’s easy sometimes to not think about it, to just keep busy so I don’t have to, but I couldn’t today—”
“That’s okay, darling, you’re allowed to miss him. You are allowed to hurt, you loved him,” I soothe, and then deciding now is the time, I pull the picture from my pocket and hand it over. “I thought this might be important, I took it the day we took you.”
She grabs the photo and stares down at it, tears filling her eyes again, even as she smiles. “He was a fucking hard man, so gruff and snappy, but God, I miss that. I miss his ‘hey, girl, get yo ass over here.’ He would pretend he didn’t care, but whenever I needed him, he was there. Never judging, just understanding.”
“He sounds like an amazing man. I wish I could have met him.”
She nods, brushing her hand over the photo. “Thank you for bringing it.”
“Always. Tell me more about him?” I request.
She sighs and looks at me. “He would have hated you guys, probably would have tried to kill you. I remember this one time I brought a guy back—”
I listen to story after story about the first man she ever loved, and I can’t help but fall more in love with her. She loves so deeply, cares so deeply, and I owe that man everything. Without him, I might have lost Roxy before I even knew her. For that, he has my respect and loyalty, and I will ensure he is never forgotten.
For her.
“I have an idea,” I tell her later on, when we’re just watching the sunset through the windows. I know she’s been thinking about starting a fund in his name, but maybe…just maybe… “Why don’t you name your new bars after him?”
She shuffles back further against me where we sit on the balcony. “You think Ryder would let me?”
“They are yours, darling, not his, name them whatever you want. It was just an idea,” I offer, wrapping her tighter in my arms.
“That’s a good idea. He would like that,” she whispers, and I press my face to her head.
“Kenzo?” she murmurs.
“Yeah, darling?”
“I still fucking hate you all, and I want my bat back,” she snaps.
I can’t help but laugh, and she joins in, and when we stand up and she pushes me into the pool, I come up sputtering but smiling. She’s going to be okay.
Roxxane is a fighter, but she will never have to do it alone again.
