Page 79 of Irons

We all chuckled, knowing our women were the best women ever created. It felt weird to finally have the opportunity to think that way. Wrenly was my everything and there wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for her.

“I heard a rumor today.” Axton rearranged his cards and didn’t look up.

“What’s that?” I asked.

Axton pinned his eyes on Magnus. “Someone got flowers today.”

Magnus growled. “Yeah, another threat to stay away from Morgan. What the hell do they think, Creed and I share her or something?”

Creed spoke up. “I’m growing impatient. I thought we would have a good lead this time, but the flowers were ordered by phone and paid for with a Visa Gift Card. The sick bastard used my name and called from a burner phone. Last week it was another picture of Morgan and Magnus left on Bolton’s car at the nursing home. I still think it’s a sick fuck from California.”

“But why keep involving Magnus?” I asked.

Creed shrugged. “Trying to start shit I guess. Maybe they learned somehow that Magnus stayed here while I was deployed. Addie could have told a kid at school I guess.”

Darren chuckled. “Speaking of Addie.” He nodded toward Weston who was once again holding an ice pack on his junk as he laid back on the sofa.

I chuckled. “Serves him right for bringing her back a boy stuffed dog instead of a girl one.”

“They don’t have girl and boy ones! They’re all some sort of unisex shit!” Weston groaned. “How the hell was I supposed to know? I was in California, they’re confused out there about all the gender stuff.”

“The pupils of the dogs eyes were stars, not hearts, pay better attention next time. Take a lesson from your brother, he brought her a stuffed witch for Halloween and I’m pretty sure all the residents along the lake heard her squeal.” I teased.

He rolled his eyes. “Well thank God my little niece is a girl. Addie is dangerous.” He warned us and Creed groaned. I was sure it was because he was dreading Addie's behavior if the twins were boys. Either that or it could have been the fact that his little brother was moving into the basement with his baby niece.

“I think there’s something else important to talk about tonight.” Magnus said.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“The fact that you’ve spoken more over these last three weeks than the entire decade we’ve known you.” He answered.

“Yeah, so were you really that miserable after leaving her? You’re like a new man.” Granger asked.

I laid my cards down and everyone groaned because I won the hand.

“Asshole!”

“You fucker!”

“Son of a bitch!”

I smiled ear to ear as I collected my chips.

“I’m done with this bullshit, that’s two weeks in a row. Want my seat, Magnus?” Granger asked.

“Hell yeah.” Magnus rubbed his hands together.

I decided to get Magnus worked up. “You seem to be getting around better tonight. Hey Weston, let Magnus be an example. Butt sex with a phone ain’t cool.”

Weston laughed then groaned. He heard all about the incident.

“Fuck you, Irons.”

“Have you thanked Morgan yet for the best sex of your life…with a phone?” I laughed and so did everyone else.

“Hey now, I sent a few of those calls too.” Creed announced and Magnus growled.

“I’ll probably never father a child, so thanks assholes.” Magnus was not amused. “Let’s get back on topic. How serious is it with Carlson?” Magnus asked, hoping to take the heat off himself since Patrick had a shift and wasn’t there to take all of our inappropriate jokes.

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