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"Me too," London says.
"What the fuck?" Bender mutters, scowling at his wife.
"Suck it up, rockstar. It looks like a mechanical bull. Only dirtier." She shrugs. "What's not fun about that?"
"Where the hell are we supposed to put a mechanical dick, Giant?" Cash demands, shoving a hand through his hair. "The kids are going to find this."
"Draw a pair of fucking eyes and a mustache on it and call it a monster," Cormac mutters. "They won't know the difference. They're little."
Finn walks away from the group laughing out loud. "A mustache," he mumbles. "A fucking mustache."
I think Tiny broke Finn because he mumbles and laughs and then mumbles and laughs harder.
"Mama," Scout says, tugging on Samara's arm.
"What is it, baby?"
"A wocket ship," she says, pointing at the giant penis strapped down in the back of Tate's truck as if she's only just noticed it. "Daddy has a wocket ship."
Uh-oh.
"Shit," Cormac whispers, grimacing as Scout lays her head on Samara's shoulder, pleased with her discovery.
"Get it out of here, Giant," Tate growls. "Now."
"Yep," my insane husband agrees without another word. "I'm definitely getting it the fuck out of here."
"Take it over to Devin's brother, Dimitri," Cash says. "I'm sure they can find a use for the damn thing at their club." He gives my husband a dirty look, shaking his head. "You're the sole reason I'm going gray, asshole."
"Asshole," Scout whispers.
I throw my head back and laugh loudly. I can't believe there was ever a time I felt like a prisoner here. This is exactly where I belong.
Cormac's gaze shoots up, his eyes settling on me. Without a word, he pushes his way between Cash and Tate, heading straight for me and Josie.
My heart thuds against my ribcage, my stomach turning somersaults.
"Mischief," he rumbles, stomping up the steps to me. "How long you been standing there?"
"I've just been enjoying the show, Tiny." I tip my head back, smirking up at him. "I think we should change your name to Mischief. Seems to me that you cause far more trouble than I do."
"Hell no," he growls, dragging me and the baby carefully into his arms. He kisses me first, plundering my mouth like he hasn't tasted me in ten years. And then he pulls back to press a sweet kiss to Josie's crown.
"I seem to be missing one of my girls."
"She's inside with Gloria. She's milk drunk."
Cormac chuckles. "Baby girl likes to eat."
"Sounds like someone else I know." I've never met anyone who eats like he does. He never gains weight either. It's cruel, really. I just have to look at food to gain a pound. He can eat all day every day and still look like he was chiseled from marble.
"Mmhmm," he hums, running his hand down my back to squeeze my ass. "And I plan to have my favorite meal tonight, Mischief." He nips my ear. "I've been thinking about it all day."
"Cormac," I groan.
"Don'tCormacme, little girl. I'm getting my snack tonight." He nuzzles my throat. "Now take your pretty ass inside with my baby while I go drop off this dick with Dimitri Arakas."
"You are not the boss of me, Cormac Carmichael," I remind him.
