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It didn't seem to matter to my heart that my inner voice was right. She was already pining, and had been for some time. Sighing, I turned and went to go take care of my children.

CHAPTER 10

Static

The plan was made. It felt good to know what our next steps were. Especially after so long of avoiding Fremont as much as possible. I was sitting in the meeting room with Lock, Idaho, and Rip. We'd just finished putting the last of our ideas together. We'd give it a couple days and put our plan into motion.

"When are you planning to get your head out of your ass?" Idaho asked.

We were all sitting there silent, so I was surprised to look over and find him staring at me. "What the hell is your problem?" I replied, confused.

"Everyone here can see you're nuts about her," he answered. "Why not bite the bullet and make her your old lady?"

"Just because you jumped in without fucking looking first, doesn't mean all of us have to," I told him.

"Yeah, well, look how happy I am. And shit, Brother, I don't want you to end up losing her the way I almost lost Eva."

"Pretty sure Gwen doesn't have any royal parents who are going to come take her away," I said, tone heavy with sarcasm.

"No, but a cop might move in and sweep her off her feet," Lock pointed out. He was completely calm, watching me with those damn eyes that saw too much.

I swiped my hand through my hair. "Yeah, alright, fuck all of you. I already figured out I didn't want her being with anyone else."

"You tell her that yet?" Rip asked.

"What do you think?" I shot back. I blew out a breath. "We were interrupted before we could have that talk." Or the sex I knew was going to be mind blowing. "We had to go pick the kids up."

"That a problem for you?" Idaho asked.

I looked at him, genuinely startled. "Her kids?"

He nodded.

"Fuck no!" I glared at him. "I think I fell in love with her kids before I even fell for-" I broke off, swearing under my breath.

I gave both Lock and Idaho suspicious looks because they were both grinning from ear to ear. "What?" I snapped. I hoped they weren't going to give me shit for almost saying I loved Gwen. I did. Had for a while. But shit, they shouldn't hear it before I told her.

Thankfully my friends decided not to be dicks for once. At least not about this particular thing. Instead, they brought up something else.

"I'm guessing he's thinking the same thing as me," Idaho said, looking over at his brother.

"Mary Ann Robkowski," they said in unison.

Riptide chuckled. "Who is Mary Ann Robkowski?"

Lock raised his brow, giving me a chance to explain. I folded my arms over my chest, scowling at them and keeping my trap shut.

"Mary Ann Robkowski was the most popular girl in our high school," Lockout told him with a large grin.

"With a pussy made of gold," Idaho added.

Riptide sputtered out a laugh. "What the fuck?"

"Well, she acted like it was made of gold," Idaho amended. "Wouldn't let any guy near it."

"This smooth talking motherfucker," Lock continued, pointing at me, "managed to talk his way into her house one day after school. Her dad was strict as fuck, she hardly ever had people over. Then talked her into the back seat of her daddy's Cadillac and he caught them together."

"With that silver tongue buried in his daughter's golden cunt," Idaho added.

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