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“Stretch,” Wrecker corrected without missing a beat.
Alice laughed. “Ope, that’s what I meant. Hard enough keeping track of everyone back home, let alone a whole new MC.”
She turned and pointed to three guys who were posing for pictures.
“That’s Kingston, our oldest, and then Arlo and Ender. They belong to Nikki and Raven. We’re all hoping the cameras focus on the kids and leave us old people alone.”
“Fucking better,” Wrecker muttered.
Dove snorted. “You guys soundexactlylike us when they were filming.”
Sloane leaned in. “Of course, we were going through hell with some assholes trying to take down the club during filming, so we had to distract the cameras.”
Dove nodded. “You’ll have to watch the show to see what we mean.”
Alice grinned. “Oh, honey, I’ve already got my DVR set.” Her gaze landed on the paintings. “Are those…?” Her voice trailed off as she stepped closer. “Are those paintings of all the guys?”
“They are,” I said softly.
She gasped. “These areTilly Xpaintings! You guys went all out if you got her to commission portraits!”
Sloane bumped me with her shoulder. “It helped that Tilly managed to fall in love with Stretch.”
“What?!” Alice squeaked and spun toward me. “You’re Tilly X?! I haveevery single oneof your notebooks.”
I laughed and blushed. “That’s sweet.”
She leaned in. “But I have to say… I wasreallydisappointed you never did one with a cow.”
Sloane and Dove burst out laughing.
“I heard you have a love for cows,” I teased.
Alice nodded solemnly. “They are my children. Well… myotherchildren. They talk back less than my actual kids.” Her eyes lit up. “You know what your next notebook theme could be?”
“Oh god,” Wrecker groaned.
“My babies!” she declared dramatically. She whipped out her phone. “I know they’re photogenic. I bet they’d lookgorgeouson canvas.”
Sloane and Dove doubled over in laughter. Theycalledthis.
“You arenotshowing her the forty-seven pictures of your cows right now,” Wrecker muttered and dragged her gently toward the theater.
“I’ll text you!” Alice called over her shoulder. “I promise they’re good angles!”
I was still grinning when Stretch slid up beside me and wrapped an arm around my waist.
“Everyone loves the paintings, sweetheart.”
“They turned out great,” I admitted. “Even Saylor said they’re thinking of doing this for every season.”
“Please tell me you get a little break before they make you start the next ones.”
I laughed. “Yeah, I’ve got time. Alice said they haven’t even started filming yet.”
He leaned down to kiss the top of my head. “You ready to see how crazy life was for the Iron Fiends?”
I looked toward the theater doors. “Honestly? Yeah. I know the stories. I’ve heard the jokes and the nightmares, but it’s going to be fun seeing it all on screen.”
