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“I’ll give you a kiss worthy enough to seal the marriage deal tonight, and it won’t just be one nor only on your mouth.” He stood back up, shut the door the rest of the way and stepped back.

As I drove away, Reed was the one laughing while I glared.

Chapter Seventeen

Keg

“Ican’t believe allthat got done today,” Raven said as we watched everyone drive away.

Raven and the kids had been in my house for two weeks, but we’d finally gotten all their stuff out of storage. She went through everything in storage she was keeping for the house and what they no longer needed—another trip to the dump for the prospects. At this point, I was just glad it was done.

“The club’s a family, Rav. Everyone pitches in and does what they can for each other. You and the kids are part of that now.” I pulled her to me and kissed the top of her head.

“Speaking of kids, I hope they made a dent in unpacking their stuff. At least that’s what they’re supposed to be doing upstairs.” Raven started for the front door, and I followed.

“Ry was when I made the last trip upstairs to put a few boxes in the spare bedroom you designated for overflow until you could get to it. Reagan had her door closed, though, but I could hear her talking to Halo. I probably should have checked on her. Shit, it’s going to take me a few to get used to this parenting stuff, I guess.”

“You’re doing an amazing job for being thrown into instant fatherhood. Besides, you will find Ry, even Reagan most of the time, are self-sufficient. Reagan still needs a little help with things, but other than that, you mainly just feed them and make sure they have clothes to wear.”

“Kinda like Halo, minus the clothes.”

Raven grinned. “I think the kids have some catching up to do with Halo. The dog might not wear clothes yet, but he has them beat in the behaving department, and he doesn’t talk back.”

“Let’s hope he doesn’t pick up the talking back.”

“Bite your tongue. And as for clothes, Reagan already mentioned to me that she thinks he needs a coat since the weather is getting colder.”

“If you get him a jacket at least make it leather. Maybe have some patches sewn on it. At least then maybe the guys won’t laugh at him wearing clothes if it is something cool like a leather jacket.”

Raven laughed as we walked into the living room. “It won’t take long to finish in here,” Raven said and approached the four various sized boxes stacked in the middle of the floor. “These boxes just have knickknacks and pictures for the walls.”

“We can start in here if you want, babe.” I pulled out the small knife I carried in my pocket and unfolded it, then sliced through the tape on the first box.

I hung the last picture on the wall an hour later. It wouldn’t have taken that long if Raven hadn’t changed her mind on which wall each picture looked best.

I walked into the kitchen to get a drink and looked around, not a box in sight. “Are there boxes hidden in the pantry or what?”

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