Page 62 of Sweet Revenge

I tilted my head down and looked into her dark eyes. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She nodded. “She’s telling them about Lilly and Luna right now.”

I felt a hand wrap around the back of my neck and turned my attention from Becs to see Bear beside me. “She’s happy.”

“And not afraid.” Becs pointed out.

“We’re gonna keep it that way.” Bear squeezed my neck before he turned and headed for the bar.

“I’m gonna get a drink.” I gestured toward the bar. “You want anything?”

She pointed at her belly and frowned. “Nope.”

“How’s it going with Race?”

She lifted her arms and glanced around the room. “Well, he’s not here, so what do you think?”

“He’s been working long hours,” I explained, “but he’ll be here.”

She dropped her hand to my chest and patted. “You guys are going to have to get used to the idea that he and I just don’t get along.”

“He’s supposed to be on you when Bear can’t be.” I reminded her.

“Yeah, well, thankfully that hasn’t happened yet because Bear’s been able.”

My eyes flicked back and forth between hers, and I saw the sadness she was trying to hide. “You movin’ in with him?”

She huffed and blinked slowly. “Don’t really have a choice, do I?”

I lifted my hand and wrapped it around the side of her neck. “Not this time, honey.”

She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear when I dropped my hand. “Maybe when this is all over, I’ll get my freedom back.”

I chuckled. “Will it really be that bad living with Bear?”

She dropped her chin, her expression clearly annoyed. “Are you seriously asking me that?”

I laughed and looked over her head, my eyes landing on Maggie who was talking to Ritz. I flicked my gaze back down. “Think of it this way; you won’t have to worry about anything. He’ll take care of it before you need to.”

“That’s the problem.” She sighed. “He’ll steamroll me.”

“He just wants the best for you.” I pointed at her belly. “And the best for this little one.”

Her shoulders dropped in defeat. “I know.” She motioned toward the bar. “Go, get your drink. I’m going to find Kat.”

I moved through the crowd that was getting louder and was reminded just how much these guys loved a good party. I planned to get Maggie out of here before the rowdy stuff began for her sake and my own. I slept next to her last night and then snuck out this morning, but fuck I didn’t want to. I wanted to wake her up with my mouth between her legs, but we weren’t there yet. Although, if the way she’d been responding to me had been any indication, she was ready to move a little faster.

Skinner pushed a bottle down the bar toward me and threw me a smirk. That kid was gonna be an asset when he got a little older. Hell, he was already proving to be one. Leaning my back against the bar, I watched my brothers laughing and hoped the shit we had planned was going to work so we could have this more often.

They deserved this.

Hell, we all did.

Glancing to my left, I saw Bull leaning against the bar beside me, and I tensed. I knew he had something to say, so I waited, and it wasn’t long before his low voice broke the silence between us. “I don’t trust you.”

I dropped my head and looked at my boots briefly before lifting it and scanning the room again. “I know.”

“I did, brother, with my fucking life, but now…” He shrugged his massive shoulders.

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