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“Thank you. For everything, baby. Accepting me and the kids, saying yes to forever, and giving me another beautiful baby.”

“I should be thanking you. You were my missing piece. You, the kids, everything has just completed my life.”

Moose and I gazed at each other and then at our new baby girl. Our life was perfect and I couldn’t wait to see what else we had in store.

Chapter Thirty

Moose

Afterspendingthefullthree days in the hospital, we were finally heading home. Lily had some slight complications, but Doc had taken care of everything. I was glad we listened to Mama Crawford and stayed for three days.

I was getting Lily and Avy settled in when my phone rang with a private number. Stepping away, I swiped across to answer it.

“You have a collect call from Ravalli County Jail. Please press one to accept this call.”

Pressing one, I waited until it beeped. “Hello?”

“Uh, hey. It’s Thor. I really hate to do this cause I know you just brought Lily and the baby home. Fuck…”

“Thor, what’s going on?”

I could hear him sigh on the other end.

“I got arrested. Striker didn’t answer and, well... I look up to you. And you’re kinda married to Lily…”

I chuckled. “Yeah, I am. Alright, give me a few and I’ll be there to get you. How much is bail?”

“Only a hundred. I’ll pay you back.”

“No worries, man. See you soon.”

Hanging up, I made my way back into the living room, where Hawk and Sav were sitting with Lily.

“Thor is in the slammer. Gonna go get him. You good to stay here with the women?”

Hawk nodded. “Yeah. What’s he in for?”

“No idea. Couldn’t get a hold of Striker. Can you try calling him?”

“Yeah. Drive safe.”

I walked over and kissed Lily, Avy, Nova, and Maddox. Lily sighed and looked up at me.

“Text me as soon as you get there. I love you.”

“I love you too, princess.”

I headed out the door and got into my truck, driving toward the county jail. The fact that they took him there instead of our local jail meant it wasn’t good.

Finally getting to the jail, I parked and headed inside. The woman behind the glass looked me up and down with a flirty smile.

“Can I help you, sweetheart?”

I chuckled. “Not like that. I got a brand new baby and wife at home that I would like to get back to. I’m looking to bail out my brother, Erik Benson.”

She typed into her little computer and snapped a bright pink bubble of gum.

“You got it. Give me a few.”

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