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She leaned into him. “Deal. Damn. Ireallywanted a hot shower. And my husband.”
He kissed the top of her head. “You can have them after breakfast.” He tipped her chin up. “Thanks for coming to save me.”
Love filled her. “I’ll always come for you. Through snow, fire, or mafia bad guys.”
Then she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. In an instant, her tiredness, the bad guys, the police, even their friends ceased to exist.
It was just her and Vander.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Vander leaned back in the chair and sipped his coffee. Around him, laughter and chatter echoed in the cozy kitchen.
“Thenbam.” Justin thumped the kitchen table, rattling plates. “Brynn mows through them. There were groaning bodies everywhere.”
Brynn sniffed. “I was in a rush, and they were trying to stop me.”
Everyone laughed.
Justin grinned. “Do not get between that woman and her husband.”
They were clustered around Alessandra and Justin’s kitchen table. When they’d arrived, despite it being very late—or very early, depending how you looked at it—Alessandra hadn’t blinked an eye. She’d leaped into action and cooked up a massive breakfast—eggs, bacon, toast, fruit. Everyone was eating and drinking juice and coffee.
Haven was sitting on Rhys’ lap. Justin’s paramedic friend had come and checked Rhys over. He had a mild concussion, and his wife had instructions to monitor him for the nexttwenty-four hours. Now that he wasn’t running and fighting for his life, he seemed fine.
Vander slid an arm across the back of Brynn’s chair and played with her hair. She sipped her juice and sent him a smile.
God, she was something. She made everything worthwhile. She’d come for him, and once again proved her toughness, competence, and protectiveness.
She was going to be a hell of a mother.
And any time he got shaky, she’d be there. His other half, holding him steady.
He vowed to himself that he wouldn’t let her down. Or their unborn child.
“I have an announcement to make,” he said.
Everyone looked his way.
“First, I wanted to thank my wife for coming to save me and Rhys.”
She leaned her head on his shoulder. “Any time, Norcross.”
He stroked her cheek, then looked at his friend. “Justin, thank you for helping her. I can never repay you.”
“Never leave a man behind,” Justin echoed the unspoken motto of their Ghost Ops team. “I’ve always got your back.”
“And I’ve always got yours. Any chance you want a job at Norcross Security? You guys might like San Francisco.”
Justin tugged his wife onto his lap. “I like the slower pace of life here on Sicily, and Alessandra’s family is here.”
Vander nodded. “The offer is always open.” He switched his gaze to his sister-in-law. “Haven, I know you helped, too. Thank you.”
Haven waved a hand in the air. “I barely did anything. I flew a drone and made a phone call.”
“You did great, angel.” Rhys nuzzled her throat.
“And my final announcement—” Vander paused “—Brynn is pregnant. We’re having a baby.”
