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Pops’ belly moved as his laughter filled the kitchen.

“Tara Moore? She doesn’t want to live with this old man.”

“Why not?” Tara said as she entered the kitchen.

“Because yer always spendin’ time with hoodlums.”

Ryan chuckled, loving how his grandfather wore his heart on his sleeve.

“I’m just a tattoo apprentice downtown. It’s not like I’m shanking anyone in prison,” his twenty-three-year-old sister said.

Known for having a soft spot for spitfires, Pops’ eyes twinkled since Tara Moore was exactly that. Perhaps that’s why he baited her.

“Isn’t that tattoo parlor a hangout for Devlin’s gang?” Pops asked.

Ryan’s sister Teagan married Devlin, a member of the Iron Vikings MC. It was quite a shocker for their family, especially after everything they’d been through with his youngest sister.

“I think it’s a great idea for Tara to move in with Pops. He can keep an eye out,” Ryan said, knowing that Tara was thinking about moving out and finding a place somewhere in the city.

Tara rolled her eyes. “Who said I need anyone keeping an eye out on me?”

Shauni sighed. “Darlin’…”

“What?” Tara asked as she crossed her arms in front of her tattooed chest.

“If you’re so dead set on leaving the farm, why don’t you move in with Pops? Your sisters loved it there,” Ryan said.

“I know we would have fun, grandpa. But—”

Pops gave his granddaughter a warm smile. “Damn straight.”

“But I don’t know if I like the idea of you reporting everything back to my parents.”

Pops snorted. “I never told on yer sisters, now did I?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Shauni said with her brows furrowed.

“My lips are sealed,” Pops said before he gave Tara a wink.

“Are you for real?” Tara asked.

Pops nodded. “Sure am.”

“Wow. Okay.”

“Just think about it, fine thing,” Pops said.

“I will. Thanks, Pops,” Tara said before kissing her grandfather on the cheek.

“Where are you going?” Shauni asked her daughter as Tara headed towards the screen door.

“My colleague Mia invited me to a party.”

“From that tattoo parlor?” Ryan asked. Even though he knew that none of his five sisters wanted him to butt in, he still couldn’t help looking out for them.

Tara gave him an exasperated look. “Yeah. She’s my colleague. I already said so.”

“Do you know any of her friends? Where’s that party?” Ryan asked.

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