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“Ready,” he grumbles out, he’s still half asleep so it looks like I might be driving the first leg of the day. Which is fine with me, I’ve had more than enough sleep the last few days. Being locked in a room with nothing to do but sleep and stare out a window will do that to a person.
“Let’s get on the road then,” I say happily and I smack his ass. The look on his face is priceless.
“You’ll pay for that.” He comes to me, giving me a scorching kiss and we head on out.
**
TWO DAYS AND ONE ACTUALrest stop later, we’re across the border and only an hour away from being home. My legs are killing me, and so is my ass from sitting in this truck for so long. During our one rest stop for a few hours, I deposited the cheque the lawyer gave me into a joint account that Rage had, apparently, set up.
He told me, at first, to just put it in mine and save it for if I ever wanted something crazy, but I figured if we’re going to have a huge wedding and be together forever, why not transfer all my money to this joint account, including the four million I got from my brother.
Rage was shocked at the amount I managed to save from the diner and working for the club, on top of the money from my brother. So, to say our accounts are extremely padded is putting it mildly. Because Rage had millions in there already.
I could spoil Rage’s kids every single day for the rest of their lives, and we wouldn’t even make a dent in that account.
“You ready to be home?” Rage asks, his hand on my leg gives me a squeeze.
“Yeah, I’m ready to sleep in my own bed, have a shower, and then deal with the fallout of what’s happening in our lives.”
“Babe,” is all he says, but it tells me nothing.
“When is my consult for the breast reduction?”
“Wiz said it’s happening three days from now. So, Thursday?”
I nod, “Good.” I look down at myself and smile. Soon, I won’t have the reminder of my past on my body anymore. It will be a fresh start.
Sitting back, I turn on the radio and it fills the truck with sound, something that helps lift both our moods. I have a feeling Hangman isn’t going to be happy with me, and I have to prepare for that. I look to Rage and see his knuckles white on the steering wheel.
“Are you okay?” I ask him.
“No, not really, Hangman isn’t gonna be happy with what you did, and he might seek retribution. But Justine wouldn’t follow through with it and none of the other members except the older ones, have old ladies.”
“What do you mean?” I ask him confused.
“When an Old Lady takes off it’s up to the other Old Ladies in the club to teach her a lesson, it’s usually getting beat to a pulp, but with Justine running the show these days, and she likes you, I doubt she’ll teach you a lesson at all. Instead, she might just get you drunk.”
I laugh at that; I can see it. I doubt Justine would try and fight me anyway, no matter what Hangman says, she’s too much of an independent woman for that mess.
“Let’s just get home and go from there, I’m ready for whatever comes my way.”
“Good.”
After that, we drive home in silence, I can’t wait to see Rage’s kids, I’ve missed them so much.
