Page 290 of Ignite

“What do you suggest, sir?”

“Meet me at the racetrack in half an hour.”

I don’t give her a chance to answer. I press a quick kiss to her neck and grab my whiskey.

The men have followed me over to the kitchen island. Declan starts dishing out the glasses.

“What’s this? You all look like you’re hiding something,” Charlotte questions, narrowing her eyes.

Nothing gets past her.

“Just business,” Declan replies.

She tuts and struts over, whispering something in his ear.

Finn takes the whiskey from me and begins to pour them out.

“The twins and Drago have been given their own games to host,” I tell Hallie.

Honesty is the only way now.

Even if it’s things she doesn’t necessarily want to hear, I’ll always tell the truth.

“Oh, cool. They seem pretty happy about it.”

I glance over. She’s right. Rowan looks like an excitable kid.

“Gets me out of it—that’s all that matters,” I say with a smile.

She grabs my hand.

“Thank you for telling me, Conan.”

“Communication is key, right?” I smirk.

No more secrets.

No hiding who I am.

Because I don’t need to.

My wife loves me—for me.

The front door flies open, and Lily rushes over to Hallie.

I step back.

“Congratulations, Mr. & Mrs. Quinn!” she shouts, throwing her arms up.

“I find out my best friend got married via a banner on her gate.”

Oh god. She sounds mad.

All the men start backing away.

“I am shocked. Hurt. Devastated.”

A smirk plays on my lips.

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