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“No, like Coast said. We take care of our own. If the numbers don’t work out that way, then we find another way,” Jag said, and the rest of us agreed.

“Okay then, now let’s finish this up. Ghost should be here in five.”

We’d just finished going over the last report when someone knocked on the doors. I got up and went to see who it was, and Ghost stood on the other side.

After a man hug, I asked him how he was doing.

“Great. They tell you I’m going to have two boys?”

“Devil did. Congratulations,” I said to Ghost as he walked into the room.

“Thanks, brother.”

“When we’re done, if you’re not in a hurry, I’d like to talk to about the cost of some windows and roofing material.”

“You need some work done to your place?” Ghost asked as he moved to the table.

“Nah, it’s for Kiyaya’s place.”

“Ah, that’s your great granddad on the res, right?” I nodded. “Then text me the measurements and number of windows, plus the square foot of the roof. If you know what type of windows, let me know, too. I’d suggest the ThermStar vinyl double-hung. Price is competitive and the window insulation is well-balanced for cold winters or the heat of summer.”

“That will work. I got the information, so I’ll send it to you. When you let me know the cost, I’ll cut you a check. How long do you think it will take to get the windows in?”

“Should have them in a couple weeks.”

“Great. Thanks, brother.”

“Welcome. You going to need help installing them or with the roof?”

“Dad will help me out. It’s only seven windows. And the roof is roughly a thousand square feet.”

“I can help,” Flirt said.

“I don’t need to tell you the rest of us will help,” Crusher said.

“Appreciate it. But with my dad and Flirt, we should be good.”

“Just let us know,” Jag said.

“Will do.” I leaned back in my chair and looked at the brothers around the table. This was my family, and the only part missing for me was Mac. I knew my brothers thought I had no patience, which I didn’t have an abundance, but I’d stretch what I had to take it slow with Mac. Her running was not an option. Especially after I’d touched and gotten a taste of her. That made me wonder what Mac was doing at my house while she waited for me to get back.

I tuned in when Ghost started to talk and listened as he filled us in on the gym, and massage places progress, which both would be ready to be opened by the end of next month. The pot store, or BHMC Dispensary, would be ready in two weeks and could open as soon as the final approval and license were received from the state.

As the meeting started to wind down, my eagerness rose. I couldn’t wait to get back to Mac.

The meeting ended, and we all walked out together. Ghost pointed at his truck. “You guys want to pile in? I figured you’d walked here since I didn’t see any bikes when I drove up.”

“Nah, brother. Go home to your woman, we’re good,” Flirt answered for us.

“I’m going that way anyway. I have to pick Luna up. I dropped her at your house, Speed, but I’m sure she’s probably at yours with the others,” Ghost said and pointed to me.

“The others?” I asked as it hit me. “Hell, how do they know Mac is at my house? When we rode in last night, it was dark and no one was out. The only person who saw us was Flirt,” I said and looked around at each of my brothers, then focused on Flirt.

“Wasn’t me,” Flirt said and held his hands up in surrender.

Ghost laughed. “I’m glad I live on the other side, but if the club ever falls short on cash, we could start a reality show like the Hollywood Wives and call it—The Women of Black Hawk.”

Flirt laughed. “They don’t miss much that’s for sure. And, brother, I’m not even going to ask how you know about a show called Hollywood Wives.”

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