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Aisling nods, repeating what I told her Gabriel would have recommended if he’d remembered. My lips twitch, happy he’s getting along with my sister and Aisling. Whatever she was originally looking for is forgotten, because it really will fit the foundation better.

“I have a few properties that may work,” Bailey says with a nod. “Let’s take one car to check these out, Aisling, save on gas, shall we? Have you eaten yet? Mr. Rivers, are you joining us?”

“Is there room in the vehicle for me and my ego?” I tease her. There has to be a reason she insisted I find my way in a city I don’t know, and as she smirks at me, I know I’m correct. Whether it was safety or my ego, one or both is the reason.

“Yes, Mr. Rivers,” Bailey says, sounding bored as I snort in amusement. Her eyes do widen in surprise, which is a win in my book.

“Lead the way,” I tell her, following as she walks to her office to get the properties set up for viewing.

“Did you piss her off or something?” Aisling whispers as we walk.

“Nope, I think she thought I’d be an asshole, and so she sent me on a wild goose chase around the city today,” I explain. “For the record, I very much doubt she’ll do that to you.”

“I believe in being an asshole only once a day,” Bailey calls over her shoulder, making Aisling and I snicker.

“Are you sure you’re okay doing this today?” Aisling asks.

“Absolutely. We’ll video chat Wren so she’s part of the process too,” I reassure her.

There’s no way I’m letting her roam the streets with someone we don’t really know. Too many things could happen.

The space is ours. Tommy, your truck is parked downtown. I ran into Aisling, and I’m helping her find a new home for The Omega’s Haven.

I texted the group chat, having ignored the last text they both sent. Reading, I see they were excited grunts about the property, which means they approve of it. There was no doubt in my mind they wouldn’t.

Tommy: God protect me from little omegas with too much damn independence. I’ll grab a ride share if I need to go anywhere.

Gabriel texts that he wants to know what we find, and I agree.

I’m not completely a selfish bastard.

AUGUSTINE

Cere is in her element tonight. Black leather skirt with a high slit for her knife, cropped off the shoulder shirt, and combat boots finish off her outfit as the club hits its peak time.

The dancers were incredible tonight, performing thirty minutes after the doors opened. People came earlier than they normally would have, because I posted the special burlesque show on all of our social media platforms.

I also came to the club with Cere early, videoing a snippet of the dance for the clock app. It was fun to see how everyone was affected by the dance, and how well it was executed.

Now, everyone is drinking or dancing on the dance floor.

Walking over to Cerenity, I wrap my arm around her waist, as she’s chatting with the cage dancer who had an issue with Arthur. Róisin is animated as she talks, but doesn’t look upset in the least.

“Miss Róisin, are you ready to walk over?” a security guard asks with a polite smile.

Glancing over her shoulder, she nods as she sees everyone else moving into position.

“Lost track of time,” she says with a wince. Cere and I know how easily that happens for her, and I wink at her to show her it doesn’t upset me as she walks quickly to the other side of the club.

“I think everyone is having a really good time,” I growl in Cere’s ear, enjoying her small sigh and shiver. I need her in my arms immediately. “Dance with me?”

At her nod, I pull her onto the dance floor, getting lost in her. The scent of apple pie floods my senses, and I refuse to stop myself as I hold her tightly and kiss her. A tanned hand wraps around her waist that I know almost as well as my own, and I meet Gabriel’s dark, almost black eyes.

“Hey, gorgeous,” I rumble as he kisses down Cerenity’s throat to greet her. “You made it.”

“I did, but I may have come with an extra alpha or two,” he says with a smirk. “You know how growly they can get.”

“The club is busy, they’re welcome to it,” Cere says with a shrug as she grinds her ass against Gabriel.

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