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“What about Daisy?”
“No,” Lash said, laughing. “First of all, our son is a damn hard worker, and trust me when I say this, he knows what he wants.”
“And Daisy?” Angel asked.
“She’s got all of us. Lacey, Whizz, and of course she has Anthony.”
“What do you think went down between the two of them?” Angel asked.
“Have you ever considered the fact that they might just be private?” Lash asked. “That they are in fact together, but they don’t want to deal with their parents butting into their lives?”
“Is it butting in when you’re trying to make them happy?”
Lash laughed. “No, it’s not butting in, if you consider that rare condition, but come on, babe, give them time. You and I, we wouldn’t want anyone meddling in our life.”
That was true.
She sighed, resting against him. “I love you, you know that?”
“I don’t doubt it. I’m the most loveable fucker in here.”
“You’ve been hanging out with Adam for too long.”
“That is the truth. Before long, I’ll be telling people to bugger off and to make me a cup of tea.”
Angel laughed as Lash made a British impression of Adam. “Do you happen to know why he’s so grumpy?” she asked.
“Not a clue, babe. I never know what’s going on in that head of his, but I’m not going to make it my mission to find out, either.” He kissed her temple. “Just something for you to enjoy doing.”
“How do you know I enjoy doing this?” Angel asked.
“Simple, you enjoy helping people and fixing their problems. It’s what you always do.”
That wasn’t wrong. She hated seeing people hurting or in any kind of pain. Over the years, she had heard many people describe her as a doormat or a waste of space, and plenty of other adjectives to describe how weak people saw her. This was purely because she wouldn’t hurt anyone. She didn’t think violence was necessary. As far as she was concerned, there was already so much horror in the world, and she wasn’t going to be a person to help it. Instead, she fought against it, and she always tried to find the good in everyone.
Much to Lash’s annoyance.
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Lash climbed out of his truck with Anthony, stepping into ankle-deep snow. He was pleased he had thought ahead to putting snow chains on his tires.
“Lacey and Whizz already got a tree,” Anthony said.
“I know. They got one for the clubhouse, but we both know your mother. She would like a tree for the house as well.” Lash was used to his woman wanting to be completely immersed in all things Christmas.
From December first, she would change her sexy pajamas for all themed ones. Reindeers, snowmen, even little quotes that saidMerry Christmasand all that. The house was always decorated, and she’d change their cutlery to be that of a Christmas theme. The house would smell amazing for the entire month. Actually, his house always smelled good, but at Christmas, the scents were slightly different.
Just thinking about a mince pie was making his mouth water.
He’d left Chloe and Connor at home. His other son had a chest infection, and as much as Connor wanted to come out and wield an axe, he couldn’t have his son getting sicker. As for Chloe, she had become her mother’s little shadow, helping with the baking and organizing.
When he truly took the time to think about it, he was one lucky fucking bastard. Never a day went by when he wasn’t grateful for all that he had.
“True,” Anthony said. “She’s spending a lot of time at the clubhouse.”
“Yep.” And Lash didn’t have a problem with any of that. Why would he? His wife was with him all the time, and he happened to love seeing his wife.
When all of the kids were young, he hated the long, hard days when Angel would be so tired and they wouldn’t get two minutes to call their own.
