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“Of course, as long as she doesn’t mind squeezing between the car seats.”

“She won’t,” JoJo assures him. Turning back to me, she asks, “What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to have Liam take us to the clubs so we can have a quick look to see where the best place is to put the hidden cameras. From what Liam’s said, it should be empty now as the cleaner will be done. I’ll have the girls bring a selection with, and maybe we can fit them this morning.” Turning to Adam, I ask, “Do you want to come with?”

“Yeah,” he replies, standing up and grabbing his keys. “Let’s go; I’ll have the courier come and get these from Atomic. I want to get home by mid-afternoon for the girls.”

We meet up in the reception with my squad but no Liam. Johnny, JoJo, and Evie leave quickly to make the appointment with Kate. I wait for them to close the door before turning to the others, holding out my hand for the sheaf of papers that Billie’s holding.

“How are we doing for stock?” I want to know as I start scanning down the pages.

“Pretty good,” Billie replies. “They have most of what we’ll need; there are a couple of changes I’d make to upgrade, but considering they don’t know much about the systems, Adam did a good job on ordering.”

“I need to take some stock with us to the clubs; if we can outfit at least one today and the other on Monday when it’s closed, it would be great.”

“Already ahead of you,” Ange says, pointing down the passage as Liam pushes a trolley filled to the brim with cameras, wiring, monitors and such. I’d wondered where he was. “Liam figured you’d want to get some done today, and Evie helped put it all together once Liam gave her the schematics for the clubs.”

“Fantastic, let’s go. Between the five of us, we should get this done pretty sharpish.” Going to the door, I open it for Liam, who pushes the trolley towards the ramp to the side of the stairs. As he’s about to walk past, I lift my face to his for a kiss, which he has no problem delivering.

I tilt my head as he walks away, not hiding that I’m ogling the man’s arse in his tight-fitted jeans. From the corner of my eye, I see Ange and Billie doing the same thing, and that feeling of total possessiveness comes over me again.

“If you girls want to keep your eyes, then take them off my man’s arse,” I all but growl.

Adam chuckles in the background, especially when Billie turns to me and says, “Can’t help it, Sera, that man’s arse is FINE! If you don’t want us looking, go and buy him some old man jeans that are baggy and a little saggy.”

“I can’t wait until you girls find a man so we can ogle them all together,” I grumble.

“Jesus, you girls are hilarious. Come on, let’s go,” Adam gently pushes us out the door.

By the time we’ve got to the car park, Liam’s loaded his work truck, and immediately I see a change that needs to be made. A normal truck is not going to do it. We need a van with shelvingand lockable cabinets for ease of finding items. I don’t hesitate to mention this.

“That’s doable,” Adam assures me. “We’ll go and look for a van this week and then find someone to fit it out for you.”

“Oh, I can do that,” Billie assures him. “No need to pay someone else. I’ll make a list of what I’ll need, but I will need tools. If you know of a friendly mechanic who won’t mind me using their tools in this town, if you don’t, I can do it at the Crow garage; Gunny won’t mind.”

“That would be fantastic, Billie, and yeah, I’ll speak to one of my crew; his family owns a garage in town. I’m sure they’ll be happy to let you use their tools,” Adam assures her. “Right, let’s get going. Ange, Billie, if you want to come with me. Liam and Sera, we’ll meet you at Atomic.”

It doesn’t take us long before we’re pulling up in the parking lot of Liam’s club. I’m looking forward to seeing the inside because, from the outside, it’s huge. It’s slightly on the outskirts of town, and when we drove around the front, I saw it had its own private car park, which surprised me, as it wasn’t usual for a club to have one.

“You have your own car park?”

Liam nods, “Yeah, unusual, I know, but because this club is so far out from the centre of town, I wanted people to be able to drive if they wanted to. When this lot came up for sale while we were renovating, I bought it and made it into a car park after some haggling with the council.

“Most groups that come to this club have designated drivers now. They pay a minimal charge for the car park. I have a guy on the gate to keep an eye on the vehicles. They purchase a ticket from him when they enter, then hand it back on the way out.They leave it on their dash while they’re inside, so it’s not lost. It makes us a reasonable amount of money a year.”

“Smart move, honey,” I tell him with a smile.

The smile he returns is slightly embarrassed, and I have to wonder how often he’s had ideas but not voiced them because his older brother was in charge of the family. From what I’d seen of the family, they’d have supported him in anything he’d have brought up, or if they didn’t agree, they would have told him so. There were many layers to my man, and I was looking forward to learning each and every one of them.

“Come on,” I say, opening my door, “let’s get this show on the road so that we can get the girls to the Crows. I can’t wait to see what you’re dressing up as.”

Liam groans but gets out. We meet at the back of his car. His cheeks are tinged a light pink with embarrassment.

“Oh, babe, what have they got you to dress up as?” I ask, thinking it must be awful for him to be so embarrassed.

Liam mutters something.

“What’s that?” I ask, amused, because if what he’d muttered was what I’d heard, I could totally see him as one, and now I couldn’t wait.

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