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I mean, I made good money.
I didn’t make thirty acres of wrought iron fencing money. And that wasn’t even counting the enormous gates that opened with a little buzzer.
It had twelve bedrooms. Fifteen bathrooms. A conservatory, a steam room, theatre, tennis courts, an indoorandan outdoor pool, and a pool house that had two bedrooms, its own kitchen, and the biggest soaking tub I’d ever seen.
Josie and I were currently situated in the guest house where Cato and I were staying. Everyone else was crashing in the big house.
We hadn’tallcome.
Huck hadn’t been comfortable leaving just the new prospects at the club with all of us so far away. Besides, he and Che had a ton of kids between them, so they’d decided to hang back. Remy and his girl had as well, on account of all their animals, and the club animals. They also offered to cat-sit for us. And McCoy, because he was so dedicated to the club, decided to stay home as well.
But we had a lot of the crew with us.
Seeley, Ama, and Levee, of course.
Eddie, that went without saying.
Coast had come, but Velle and York had decided to stay back.
Donovan, his wife, and his wife’s sister had tagged along for the fun. So had Alaric.
And, of course, I had Josie.
Who was still oddly concerned about my black gown, even though I’d been clear from the beginning I wasn’t going to do a white one.
“Who would believe thatI’mvirginal?” I asked, shaking my head.
It was going to be a long-ass day.
The wedding was being held outdoors on some amazing part of the grounds that Teddy had picked out.
Then we were going to do photos here, then at a pumpkin patch and apple orchard while the caterers and such set up.
Then it was eating and drinking and partying the night away.
And hopefully, if we weren’t too exhausted or wasted, consummating our marriage in the swanky guest house.
We were staying an extra two days before all heading back home. Just in time for Halloween.
I’d tried to talk Cato into a Beetlejuice and Lydia theme, but he wasn’t feeling all the makeup. That also meant Joker and Harley were out too. Jack and Sally were also a no-go. For now. I was going to ease him into those more advanced couples costumes.
He was going to be a serial killer. And I was the slutty cheerleader who had to be killed because she wasn’t good and virginal like the final girl. Very specific of us, but it would do.
The clubhouse was practically a tourist attraction now. Something I knew Huck wasn’t a huge fan of.
Which was why I was going to need to sit Cato down for a serious conversation about more storage for Halloween supplies at our house, so I could go crazy with decorations each year.
I’d been going crazy decorating for ages.
Josie called it “nesting.”
But that sounded too much like something you did when you were about to have a little baby in said nest. And I wasn’t. We weren’t. I was still popping my little Pill every morning.
Though, yeah, we had both been open to the idea of a kid.
Kid.
Singular.
