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“In a wig, sunglasses, and a scarf he 'borrowed' from Lele,” Sawyer confirmed.
The things Hector had done to Lele made Sawyer sick to his stomach. The world was going to be a much better place when thatasshole wasn’t in it. He was a waste of space and oxygen. Sawyer felt the need growing inside him to do the world a favor and take care of that problem. “There’s more, but you get the idea. Hector is a problem that needs to be eliminated.”
Reid looked around the table. “You’re not going to get any argument from us, brother. So, what’s the plan?”
Relief stronger than he’d ever experienced washed over him. His family had his back. Together, they were going to set everything straight. When this was over, Jaxon would be out of prison, Hector would be six feet under the ground, and he would live happily ever after with his Little girl by his side.
The future looked bright.
CHAPTER 23
Lele was getting tired of creating boozy treats. She’d shown Tazzy and Georgia how to make boozy cherry bombs, drunken gummy bears, champagne strawberries, and bourbon-infused pineapple chunks.
Winnie, Breezy, Lovie, Suzi, Gabi, Rory, and all the other Musketiaras came to watch and help. They especially liked being taste-testers. They all had, actually.
Lele was beginning to think an hour of taste testing was a bit much. She wasn’t so sure their Daddies were going to be as excited about that part, seeing as it wasn’t even lunch yet.
“Do you think we should drink some coffee or something?” she asked Georgia.
Georgia slapped her hands on the countertop. “That would be good. Where should we get some?”
Tazzy wrinkled her nose. “We’re in a coffee shop, silly.”
“Oh yeah. I love this coffee shop, it’s the most wonderfulest coffee shop in the whole wide world,” she said before bursting out in giggles.
Okay, so maybe some of the treats were boozier than others.
Winnie blinked slowly. “Did…did someone move the shop to the side of a mountain? Everything is kind of tilted.”
The slur in Winnie’s words was funny. Lele tried to hold back her giggle, but her holder backer was broken.
“Oh, oh, oh!” Breezy yelled, running, well, stumbling to Winnie’s side, all the while laughing her head off. “It’s not the mountain, silly. It’s you. You’re leaning sideways.”
“Ooooh.” Winnie said, turning to Breezy and capturing her in a hug. “Thank you, soooo much. You… are a beautiful person, my friend.”
“Hey! Hey, wanna know a secret?” Tazzy asked. “Wanna know why I’m wearing a long sleeve shirt in August?”
“Yes!” Gabi shouted, even though everyone was right there. “I have been dying to know. It’s a bold fashion choice, since I think it’s supposed to get up to three hundred and ninety-five degrees today.”
“Here, I’ll show you,” Tazzy said. She pulled up her sleeve, revealing an adorable tattoo of a crown that looked just like the ones the Musketiaras wore.
“Holy smokes!” Georgia said. She leaned down, putting her face three inches away from Tazzy’s tattoo. “Where’d you get it? I want one.”
“Me, too,” Suzi said. All the other Musketiaras joined in.
“That’s cool,” Tazzy said. “If we go right now, we might be able to get a group discount.”
Lovie laughed. She’d only had one boozy treat, but it appeared to have hit her hard. “You can’t say we. You already have one.”
Tazzy stared at her arm. “Oh, yeah. Does that mean I can’t go?” Her eyes began to water.
“No, course not,” Georgia said, throwing her arms around her friend. “You can always go with us. Right, guys?”
“Right!” all the Musketiaras said together. They all ran, well, stumbled to Tazzy and enveloped her in a group hug.
Everyone except Lele. She couldn’t get a tattoo because she wasn’t a Musketiara. Unbidden, the sniffles were upon her.
“Oh, Lele, what’s wrong?” Breezy crooned when she noticed Lele’s tears. “Everybody, Lele’s crying.”
