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“OK, so now that we know Royal is an asshole, Hammer is a bastard, the Cartel are involved and we have two women sitting in our common room with money coming out the wazoo, what the hell are we going to do about our little problem?” Pops butts in.

“We need to divide and conquer,” Chewy nods her head, happy with her plan.

“Chewy is right. Roman, you’re handling the cartel?” Marx barks at the Russian.

“Da,I will take care of that pesky problem.”

“You won’t fuck us over, will you?”

Roman’s hand flies to his chest as if he’s absolutely disgusted that Marx would even think such a thing. It’s not that hard. I’m not sure this guy is all that trustworthy myself.

“Marx, you know after having my daughter advertised in a fucking skin catalogue that I will do anything to put a stop to women being trafficked.” His dark brows slash downward on his pale skin.

Marx squints a little before nodding once. “Very good Roman, glad to be working alongside you again.”

Roman face splits into a wide smile, “Of course. I don’t have a murder ban, so I’ll make sure to kill enough for the both of us.” With that, he leaves. Clearly, the rest of this little get together is of no interest to him.

“I really don’t like that guy,” Savage says under his breath.

“Hey! That’s my bestie you’re talking about!” Ana growls from Gus’s lap.

Marx whistles to get our attention. “Here’s what we’re going to do,”

* * *

“You OK baby?” Tav asks, crawling into bed behind me. By the time we got all the details hashed out, it was past midnight. Lovely had already turned in, leaving the MC, the Tombs family and my brothers to all plan.

“Yeah, just a lot of shit to sort through, you know?” I roll toward Tav, resting my head on his shoulder and curling my body into his, the warmth of him seeping into me, comforting me.

“Yeah, it’s crazy. Who would have thought I’d end up with a sugar mama?” He laughs, my head bouncing as he chuckles.

I tweak his nipple, startling a yelp out of him. “Shut up, you! That amount of money is fucking nuts to me. And I can’t believe that asshole not only wanted my kid, but would knock me off to get that money. I’m amazed he never killed me all those years ago, choosing to bide his time instead.”

Tav looks thoughtful. “I thought that too. But think about it, since you’ve been out of the Keep you’ve had your brothers for protection, and then you had a restraining order. He couldn’t risk coming after you. But if he took Niko, you would have signed over everything to get him back.”

“You’re damn right there,” I mumble back, swirling my fingers in his chest hair. “I still can’t believe he would take my child or kill me. Or Lovely. How fucking evil do you have to be to do that to someone so, so,lovely?”

“She really does suit her name,” Tav muses, making me snort.

“Yup. Probably one of the few that does. I mean, we all know that I’m the exact opposite of patience,” Tav laughs as if it’s the funniest joke I’ve ever told.

“Well, I love you just the way you are. But speaking of patience, are you happy with how this is going to go down?”

I nod, my face rubbing in the soft hair on Tav’s chest. “As long as I get to kill the men I want, then I don’t mind how this goes down. Although I have to admit Chewy’s plan is diabolical.”

“It’s what she does best. Now baby, it’s time for sleep. As much as I would like to fuck you into a coma, I’m too damn tired and we have too much shit to do tomorrow.”

“You know, I would love to tease you about being old, but I agree.”

“Does this make us lame?” Tav asks, his voice gentle and slow.

“Very, very lame,”

“I won’t tell anyone if you don’t,”

“Deal.” I let Tav’s warmth soothe me. His breathing evens out and I admire his strong profile.

This man has turned my life upside down and inside out, and I can’t thank him more.

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