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Scythe narrowed his eyes on Dani. "What do you mean?"

"Those girls love to play poker," Jenny told him. "She's going to hound you until you play."

The man shrugged his massive shoulders. "I won't take it easy just because she's a kid."

I bit the insides of my lips again to hold my laughter in.

"You shouldn't," Seek replied, keeping her grin in check. "How else will they learn?"

"Yeah," Kit added. "They'll all benefit from playing with new people."

"Well, we better go get busy," Cypher told us with a knowing smile. I had a feeling Lock may have warned him about Priest's girls. "We need to meet your men soon."

"We'll see you later," Seek called out with a wave as the men walked away.

I started laughing and everyone looked over at me with feral smiles. "Those girls are going to wipe the floor with them in cards," I gasped out.

"Yup," Seek replied.

"Someone make sure to let me know when the game is happening," Kit commented. "I want to watch."

"Me too," Jordan added.

"That's your job, Jenny," Eva said.

"Send a group text," Susie requested.

Daisha and Tori joined me in laughter. Butcher and Toxic had been teaching those girls for a few years now and not only were they proficient at poker, but they were also highly skilled little cheaters.

"Should someone warn them?" Daisha asked when the laughter died down.

"No way!" Seek exclaimed. "That'll ruin all the fun."

Jenny just shook her head. "Let's go find the kids and see what trouble they've gotten into."

I couldn't believe how lucky I was to live here with these women and their families. I loved them so much; I sort of never wanted to leave. The resolution with Fremont was drawing near, and though I'd be grateful to have him out of our lives, I didn't want to go back to where we were before we came here.

CHAPTER 23

Static

We stared at the storefront and I lifted a brow. This wasn't what I'd been expecting. Apparently, it wasn't for some of the others either because Toxic spoke up from the back of the group.

"A flower shop? Seriously?"

Riptide shrugged his shoulders. "It's a great cash business. Most bouquets are cheap enough that someone might just hand over a couple twenties rather than use a card."

"Plus, if you're buying flowers for a mistress you're going to use cash so your wife doesn't find out."

We all stared over at Butcher in amusement.

He frowned. "What? Makes sense."

"Cold, Bro," Hell said with a shake of his head.

The confusion flickering over his face was worth keeping it going.

"Fucking imagine. You've got a pregnant wife at home and you're out buying damn flowers for some side piece." I gave him a look of disgust.

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