Page 111 of Single Mom's Bikers

Normal. Like any of us even know what that means anymore.

“You can.” Rose closes another file. “Go home, I mean. Luca’s been formally charged. His remaining associates are being rounded up. No one’s coming for you anymore.”

The words hang between us. No more running. No more hiding. No more lies.

“And what about you?” Zane asks her. “Now that your cover’s blown?”

Something complicated crosses her face. “I resigned. Officially, this time. My sister’s testimony alone will bury Luca for decades. Add the financial evidence and the trafficking connections…”

“He’s done.” Evie’s voice holds certainty. “Really done.”

“Yes.” Rose almost smiles. “Finally.”

Draven appears in the doorway, his presence making Rose straighten slightly. Even now, even after everything, I catch the softness in her eyes when she sees him.

“Owen’s asking for you.” He moves to her side. “Something about needing help with science homework.”

“I should…” She gestures vaguely at her files.

“Go.” I surprise myself by saying it. “Family first, remember?”

Her smile finally reaches her eyes. As she gathers her things, I notice how naturally she and Draven fit together. How his hand finds her lower back, supporting without controlling.

After they leave, the gallery is silent. It’s just us now—three brothers and the woman who changed everything.

“So.” Chase sets down his pencil. “What happens next?”

Evie’s fingers are still on her keyboard. “That depends.”

“On?”

“On whether there’s still an us.” Her voice wavers slightly. “After everything I’ve done. Everything I’ve hidden…”

“You mean saving women from a monster?” Zane moves closer. “Using our gallery to help others escape abuse? Loving us despite knowing the cost?”

“I used you.” The words come quiet. “Put you at risk. Involved you in criminal?—”

“Like we’re innocent?” I can’t help laughing. “In case you haven’t noticed, we’re not exactly model citizens ourselves.”

“That’s different.” She stands, agitated. “The club protects people. Helps the town. I just…”

“Protected people?” Chase joins us. “Helped others escape? Sounds familiar.”

“But the money.” She wraps her arms around herself. “The lies. The baby…”

“Is ours.” I move behind her, hands finding her shoulders. “Just like you’re ours. Just like those girls are ours.”

“How can you…” She turns in my arms. “After everything…”

“Some lies protect.” Chase touches her cheek. “Some secrets are armor.”

“And some family chooses itself.” Zane completes our circle. “Despite everything. Because of everything.”

She looks between us, tears falling freely now. “I don’t deserve?—”

“Love?” I kiss her softly. “Family? Safety? Pretty sure you deserve it all.”

“Besides.” Chase finally grins. “Who else would put up with three brothers who share everything?”

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