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She huffs at me, making me smile.
"Behave, beautiful. I'll be back soon."
"Maybe I will, maybe I won't," she mutters.
I hook my arm around her waist, toppling her against my chest. "You better fucking behave," I growl in her ear. "Otherwise, the only thing I'll be feeding you when you're finished is my cock."
She moans quietly, shivering in my arms.
"I love you." I drop a kiss to her crown and pry myself away from her before I find a reason not to go at all.
I call Zayne and Gideon from the truck, rallying the troops.
Zayne answers on the first ring, as if he's been waiting for my call. He probably has. He may be a pain in my ass, but he's the pain in my ass who always has my back, no matter what. When I was languishing in the hospital overseas, waiting for them to ship me home, he's the one who raised hell until they allowed him in to see me. He's the one who kept me alive when I wasn't sure I wanted to survive.
He didn't leave my fucking side until I was home. That's the brother I know. He goes hard for everyone in his life, refusing to quit even when we do. I need that single-minded focus in my corner now.
"You in cuffs yet?"
"No. Plans have changed."
"Damn. Guess I'll call Gideon and tell him we're letting Taggert live."
"Actually, we're not. I need the two of you to meet me at the house. We're going to find the sorry son of a bitch."
"Why?"
I quickly fill him in on the situation.
"Be there in fifteen," he says when I'm done, not asking a single question.
I disconnect with him and dial Gideon.
"You in cuffs yet?"
"Jesus Christ. Are you two taking bets or something?"
"Possibly. Did I win?"
"No. Pry yourself off Kenna and get your ass to my house. We have something to do."
"What?"
"We're going to hunt the sorry son of a bitch down and make him regret the day he was born."
"You saw the video."
My brows climb toward my hairline. "Yousaw the video?"
"It came up on Kenna's feed this morning. Apparently, Taggert knows her manager. What a fucking prick."
"Nothing he said was remotely true."
"Obviously not. Which is precisely why I'm looking forward to helping you kill him. Be there in ten minutes." He hangs up on me.
I start the truck, preparing to pull off. And then I hesitate, reaching for my phone again. I pull up Makenzie's number, sending her a single line.
You're marrying me.
