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Rayna nodded to Mitzy. “You’re pregnant, so your motherly instincts are kicking in.”
“Honey, you’re a mother, too,” Mitzy laughed.
Rayna shrugged. “I’ve got the aggressive motherly instinct. Maybe once you push that baby out, yours will kick up a notch.”
“Rayna!”
Thank god. Though it would have been nicer if Barracuda had come looking for his ol’ lady before she barged into church with Mitzy.
“In here,” Rayna called.
Barracuda stood in the doorway and folded his arms over his chest. “What the hell are you doing in here?” he demanded.
Rayna waltzed over to Barracuda and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Mitzy and I were just talking to Mace about taking a ride to Jackson.”
“Jackson?” Barracuda questioned. “Why the hell are you wanting to go there?”
“Because that’s where Imogen is, and we need to talk to her to help get Mace out of his pickle,” Mitzy confessed. “He’s being stubborn and saying he won’t talk to her, and neither can we.”
Barracuda frowned. “You’ve still got it stuck in your head that you can’t talk to Imogen?” he asked me.
I shrugged. “I buried the past a long time ago. I’m not interested in digging it up.”
“We’re past digging up the past since you got arrested,” Rayna drawled. “All you need to do is knock on her door, and you’ll know pretty quickly if she’s capable of helping you. If she seems frail or unable to help, then don’t even mention Kent Bing to her.”
“Yeah,” Mitzy echoed. “Make small talk, and if she seems stable, gently move into talking about Kent.”
“Because the chick isn’t going to be suspicious of a guy she hasn’t seen or heard from in fifteen years just showing up on her doorstep without a reason or cause.” Barracuda shook his head.
“Charm her,” Rayna advised. “You’re not a bad-looking guy.”
Barracuda lifted Willem from her arms and laid him over his shoulder. “I’m going to ignore the fact you just said that and take our son home.”
Rayna rolled her eyes. “I’m your ol’ lady, Barracuda, not dead.”
“Yeah, yeah,” he muttered. “You coming home with us, or do you want to keep telling Mace how good he looks?”
“Jesus,” Mitzy laughed. “It’s not like she waxed on and on about his looks.”
“We can’t leave until Mace says he’s going to talk to Imogen,” Rayna reasoned. “She’s the only thing that has a chance of keeping him out of prison.”
“You really got her address?” he asked.
Mitzy nodded. “He’s got her address and phone number in his pocket.”
Barracuda glanced at me. “You got two days to take care of this yourself before the girls go forward with their hair-brained plan.”
“How do you know we have a hair-brained plan?” Rayna snarked.
He leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Because you’ve always got some crazy ideas cooking in that pretty head of yours.”
“I should be offended by that,” she frowned.
“But you’re not.” He looked back at me. “Two days, Mace. Take care of your shit, or the girls will do it for you.”
A sly smile spread across Rayna’s lips, and she slipped her arm through Barracuda’s. “The clock starts now,” she called.
Barracuda smirked and pulled her down the hallway.
