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“You good?” Loch asked shaking me out of my thoughts and it was then that I realized they were all waiting for me to say something.
“Yeah,” I grunted. “Tell me what you need and I’ll be there. But let me make one thing clear, Dya stays. I get that I have no right to demand things in your chapter,” I said turning my attention to Brass and attempting to speak my peace as calmly and respectfully as possible. “She saved my damn life more than once and I can’t just fuckin’ send her on her way with nothing. She left everything back there to bring my ass here and I wouldn’t feel right to toss her out on hers. And let’s all fucking face it, I like the woman, and I don’t like many women.”
Diesel let out a low chuckle and Axe huffed out what could be considered a laugh from him.
“If she’s gotta go then I go too. I’ll come back when it’s time, but I won’t stay here without her.” I pressed my lips together having said all that I needed to say.
“Brother, you can barely get out of bed. Where the hell do you think you’re gonna go?” While Loch had a point, I didn’t care one bit at that moment. I’d make it work, one step at a time and probably cursing and hating it the whole time.
There was a knock on the door right before it swung open. There she stood with Bocca close behind. The fucker actually grinned at me when I threw him a hard look. Then my eyes shifted to Dya, and when her expression turned soft as I met her eyes, I knew I’d made the right decision. There was no way I could give her up. Not for anything.
Behind the softness in her eyes, I could sense a deep worry. I wanted to talk to her about things but I wanted to do it when we were alone. Not that I was trying to keep things hidden from my brothers, I just knew she would open up more if we didn’t have an audience.
Not to mention that I loved our private moments together, the minutes that were just ours. I would take as many of those as life would allow. Because it was those moments where we let go of our hard exteriors and let our souls shine for one another. Cheesy as fuck it sounds, I know, but that was the truth.
