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“I’ll be back in a few weeks. You’ll be able to see better then.”

“I may not be here, but maybe they can snag a pic.” I noticed the twitch at Eagle’s mouth when I said that. Surely he didn’t think I could just chill with him at the shop every day when I worked, too?

Daisy finished the transaction and Eagle shook hands with the customer before he left. He pulled me by the waist of my jeans and stole a quick kiss. “Gotta clean up, then one more before we go. You good?”

Still enjoying the PDA, I blinked up at him. “Yeah. I think Falcon was getting food.”

“Don’t eat too much. Dad’s a great cook, but it’ll be a few hours before we leave.” He gave me a tender, closed-mouth kiss that made me lean in for more.

“Eh-hem.”

I pulled away and waved my hand in Daisy’s face. “Oh, please. Like you and Falcon don’t grope each other everywhere.”

She mockingly threw her hand to her chest. “Excuse me. I am married and a lady.”

Eagle kissed my forehead, stifling a laugh, before he said, “Okay, you two have fun. Gotta get ready.”

My emotions were all over the place. The sheer joy I was feeling was overshadowed by the possibility this was all temporary. For now, all I could do was wait and see.

Chapter 28

Eagle

After my last client was done and I cleaned my booth, I grabbed Lacy and we headed toward Dad’s. All the roads were back roads and I was so annoyed that my truck was a manual that, for the first time, I thought of selling it. She couldn’t be with me all the time, so when she was, I wanted to hold her, even if it was just her hand.

Her face was almost angelic as she took in the view of the drive. She seemed more relaxed than normal and her smile seemed different. She smiled a lot before, but seeing this new smile, I realized before it had been forced. Another pang pierced my chest at the hurt I had caused her. But never again.

When we finally hit a short stretch of road that I didn’t have to shift gears on, I reached over and grabbed her hand, pulling it to my lips before resting it between us. She squeezed over and over and I noticed her foot was wiggling.

“You okay, doll?” I asked.

Her head whipped over and a nervous smile met me. “Yeah.Just never met a man’s parent before.”

My brows pinched.Aman, notherman. “I find it hard to believe nobody ever took you home to show you off.” Men usually treated women like an object, a prize, so of course they wanted to flaunt their beautiful lady to everyone. She wasn’t just an object to me, but she did feel like a prize and I intended to not only show her off to everyone, but make damn sure they knew she was mine.

She shrugged. “Nobody ever cared enough, I guess. Plus…well, nevermind.”

I tugged on her hand. “What? You can tell me anything.”

Her big blue eyes scrunched at the corners. “I don’t want to talk about past relationships with you.”

“Fair.” I probably didn’t need to listen, anyway. I knew she had others before me and I didn’t care about them, but if I got any kind of details, I’d probably lose my shit. “That’s best anyway. But don’t worry. Dad’s the best and he’ll love you.” I nearly let it slip that he would because I did, but I managed to bite my tongue.

Getting closer to the house, I had to release her hand again to shift gears and turn a few times before pulling in. The detached garage door was closed, but Dad had texted me earlier in the day that he got the car up and running and even gave it a good cleaning. It had been sitting for a while and wasn’t filthy, but definitely needed a wash and a good dusting inside. I made a mental note that I owed him, even though he was currently refusing anything in return.

I hopped out and walked around to Lacy’s door, helping her from the truck. She drew in a deep breath. “Smells amazing.”

The smell of charcoal wafted to the yard. “Yeah, he was excited to have some dinner company. He’s a great cook.”

She started to walk toward the house, but I jerked her back to me and crushed her mouth with mine. Her hands went to my chest, then down to my sides as she melted against me.

“Hey!” Dad yelled across the yard. I looked up to see him on the porch. “Is that man bothering you, miss?”

Lacy grinned and turned, shielding the sun from her eyes with her hand. “I think I can handle him, sir.”

Dad waved us up, so I grabbed her hand and led her over. “Hey, Dad,” I said as we made it closer. We walked up the steps and I beamed as I looked over. “This is Lacy.”

Lacy stuck her hand out and Dad grabbed it with both hands. “You sure you don’t need me to set this boy straight?” Dad winked at me then smiled back at her.

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