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"I'll go find them," she says.
"We are not taking pictures with the models, pretty baby," Finn says.
"Yes, you are." I crane my head back to look up at him. "If you guys are going to be bossy and crazy and not let us take pictures with them, then you're going to take them with them for us. It's only fair."
He stares at me with his lips pursed and then shakes his head, laughing. "Jesus Christ," he mutters, pressing his forehead to mine. "I can't ever tell you no, you know that?"
"Uh, yes, you can. You tell me no all the time."
"It never sticks."
"Really? So I can go meet the models."
"Absolutely not."
I laugh quietly, pressing my face to his chest. God, I love him. He's a caveman sometimes, but he's my caveman. I love that he thinks a cover model could steal me away from him. As if they even stand a chance. He has every piece of my heart. He always will.
"What the fuck is this all about?" Lynch grumbles as Oakley, London, and Bella drag him, Bender, and Giant over to us.
"I already told you," she says. "You guys won't let us take pictures with the guys, so you're taking them in our place."
"Jesus Christ," Bender groans. "I've already got people asking for my autograph."
"Sucks for you," London says with a shrug. "You should have let me take pictures."
"I'll take pictures," Giant says. "Fuck it."
"Of course you will." Bella pats him on the chest, shaking her head. "You're not even a little bit shy, are you, Tiny?"
"Nope." He smirks at her. "And you fucking love me that way, Mischief."
"Maybe I should model," he muses, striking a pose like The Thinker.
"You need a brain before you can pass for The Thinker, you jackass," Cash says, smacking him in the back of the head as he walks up to the rest of us with the rest of the brothers and wives in tow. "If we're doing this shit, lets get it over with before I change my mind."
Hadley glances at me, biting her lip to keep from laughing. I don't even want to know what she had to do to convince Cash to agree to this. Tate and Angel don't look particularly thrilled either. But Giant might be on to something. People keep looking in our direction, and I don't think they're looking at me and the other wives. They're looking at our husbands.
"Well, get over there," Bella says, beaming at the guys. "We have photos to take!"
"You're going to pay for this later, pretty baby," Finn whispers in my ear.
"Yay for me," I whisper back. "Now, go look pretty for me."
He growls and nips my throat before pulling away to follow the guys across the room to where the model booth is set up. London follows after them to get pictures.
Bella loops her arm with mine, giggling as we watch them begrudgingly take their places. Giant is the only one who looks like he's having the time of his life. Then again, Giant is always having the time of his life. He hops right into the thick of things, grinning ear to ear. The rest of the brothers follow, lining up with the models.
The throng around the booth deepens as other readers drift over, curious about the newcomers. Laughter rings out as they listen to the brothers complain and grumble and watch Giant being himself. A few call out suggestions, teasing them.
"I'm sending these pictures to everyone we know," Bella says.
I pull my phone out of my pocket to snap a photo. But I don't take one of the group. I focus the camera on Finn, snapping a candid shot of him as he chuckles at Giant being Giant. It's the only picture I need to remember the moment.
He was wrong earlier. He's not the lucky one. I am. He'd do anything to make me happy. I know because he does it every day.
The Bodyguard
Even giants fall…and the last brother standing will fall like a ton of bricks when he meets the feisty curvy girl meant to complete him.
