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I laugh. “Don’t worry, honey, I don’t need you to get pierced. We have plenty of toys to have fun with without piercings.”

“Oh fuck no. I did not want to hear that,” Torch says and gags.

“Did you just say?” Steal whispers in horror.

“Lalalala I did not hear that,” Ella says, covering her ears.

I grin at their dramatics. “We have a healthy sex life. There’s nothing wrong with that,” I say with a wink.

“Pass the whisky. I need to forget I ever heard that,” Ella says after Torch takes a swig.

Derek is laughing against my shoulder. “You love traumatising our kids,” he whispers, and I nod my head.

“They are so easy to traumatise though,” I say.

Everyone laughs, and the conversation continues to surround itself around sex and cocks, but this is definitely the healing we need.

Derek has the prospects pour shots around the table and everyone raises their shots to Armour.

“To our fallen brother. He sacrificed himself for the wellbeing of his brothers and their families, and I’ll forever be grateful to him that my kids and grandkids are alive. His life and name will never be forgotten,” Derek declares.

Everyone shouts their cheers and takes their shot.

We will never forget him.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Derek

One month later…

The day has finally fucking arrived. We are just leaving the doctor and he had finally cleared me for sex.

Fuck, that had been a long wait. My lungs have gotten better. They might never be at full strength, but I don’t need them to be. Just enough where I can love my wife and play with my grandkids.

I have inhalers now if it’s ever too much, but I feel like that’s a small price to pay.

Lily is grinning as we leave. “Tonight, you are mine,” I growl into her ear before we make it to my bike.

“My thoughts exactly,” she purrs.

Fuck.

If I didn’t have Church after this appointment, I would probably be racing Lily to our room the minute we got to the clubhouse.

Brothers are already in church when we arrive, and Lily squeezes my hand and gives me a nod as I head inside and close the door behind me.

I take a seat in the president’s chair and look at all my brothers.

“I know you are all wondering why I called Church. A lot of shit happened, but everyone is up to speed and, as of right now, we don’t have any threats. We know that it won’t always be this quiet, but I have no doubt we will handle whatever comes our way,” I say with a sigh.

This is the hard part, but it’s time.

“I have been president of this MC for a long time now; since my father died and I took over. I think now it’s my turn to hand over my leadership. I’m stepping down as president of the club. I devoted my time to this club. I will still be a brother, but I think it’s time for the next generation to take the reins. My health isn’t what it used to be, and I would like to have more time to spend with my Old Lady and grandchildren.”

My words are met with silence.

“Are you sure?” Damien croaks.

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