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“You and me both, brother.” Dix claps him on the back and turns to Ace expectantly, waiting for him to dismiss us.
“Dismissed,” he says and bangs the gavel with a reluctant smile. “Get outta here and go celebrate. Don’t forget to raise a glass to Tank.”
“Gonna raise the whole fucking bottle,” Lucky grumbles as he pushes off the wall and leaves the room. His stress is palpable—all of ours is. It doesn’t matter about the party atmosphere going on outside the door because we all have a decision to make.
Which of us will pull the trigger on that mayor? Who’s most capable of doing it without drawing heat on themselves or the MC?
“Fuck,” I groan and push away from the table, standing slowly, but the minute I’m on my feet, my legs move faster, eager to get back to my girls. As soon as I see Sophie, the storm inside of me calms down. It settles into something manageable because it never quite goes away. They are mine, and there’s nothing I won’t do to keep them safe.
Even if I have to pull the fucking trigger on Rojas myself.
“Hey, man.” Lucky appears beside me, handing me a beer with a smile on his face. “Congrats.”
“Thanks, brother. Means a lot.”
“I get it. There’s nothing I won’t do for Aria. Hell, I might even volunteer to take out the mayor myself. It could be fun.” The crazy fucker is smiling like he’s talking about going for a long ride on PCH.
“Fun? We have different definitions of fun.”
“Come on, brother. This is like prepping for a mission again, except the objective is clear, and there’s no political bullshit to wade through. It’s the dream mission, don’tcha think?”
“Maybe,” I concede. “But my baby girl just got here. I don’t want to even risk leaving her now.”
His smile fades. “Understandable. But I’d love to have you at my side to take care of this.”
“I’ll do it,” Stone says, a sly smile on his face. “Won’t be the first motherfucker I’ve smoked and surely won’t be the last.”
Lucky’s eyes light up. “Yeah?”
“Fuck, yeah.”
They do the handshake, fist bump, one-arm hug thing and laugh together, walking off into the proverbial fucking sunset.
Better them than me, I think before I make my way over to my woman and my little girl. “Hey, beautiful.”
Sophie turns to me with a huge, happy grin. “Hey yourself, handsome. Everything okay?” There are about a zillion questions swimming in her dark eyes, and I simply nod in response.
“One step closer to being okay, babe.” I pull her close and press our lips together, at least until Hope starts to stir between us. “Somebody’s jealous.”
Sophie laughs, and we both look down. “I don’t blame her.”
I lean forward and press my lips to her delicate skin, inhaling her sweet, clean scent. “Don’t be jealous, sweetheart. You’re daddy’s favorite girl.” I flash a wink up at Sophie. “And you’re my favorite woman.”
“Better be.”
Damn, I love this woman so fucking much. It’s scary at times, but right here, right now, surrounded by my brothers in arms, my family, it’s every-fucking-thing. “Always.”
“Good,” she whispers against my lips. “Is it too soon to go home?”
“Yeah, babe. We’re stuck here for the foreseeable future.”
“You know this really sucks. I just want to go home to my own bed. With you. And Hope.”
I kiss her forehead. “I understand. We’ll get there soon enough.”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-ONE
Sophie
