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“This is all so messed up. I get why he wants to do it. I don’t want anything to happen to Arya, but what about if something happens to him?” Fuck. This is going to be harder on the two of them than I thought it would. I know they both love him, and that’s what’s going to hit them hard. He isn’t going to be here like he usually is. And I’m not going to lie and say it’s not bothering me, too, because it is. I don’t want to lose my fucking brother, and I know what kind of shit can happen in there.

I run my hand through my hair as I stand and pull Sasha into a hug.

“Everything is going to be okay,” I tell her.

“Is it?”

“I don’t know, Sasha. I honestly don’t know.”

Chapter 39

Warren

The countdown has begun. Soon, I’ll be leaving them all, and that part kills me inside. I won’t let them see it. I won’t let them know how much this is bothering me, but I know what needs to be done, and I know I’m the one who needs to do it.

I’m not saying the others couldn’t, but I am saying I’m the best man for the job. I have a few friends in that prison, so I think I should do okay there.

I’ve been spending as much time with everyone as I can. Arya sleeps in my bed most nights now, and that’s where I want to keep her. The guys don’t mind seeing how I’m going to be leaving soon. Sasha too. She’s been by my side every chance she gets, too. It’s not going to be easy to leave them. Any of them, but especially the girls.

I smoke my joint as I sit out back, not able to sleep. My insomnia has gotten the best of me lately, and I can’t seem to find a way to calm it down.

“Couldn’t sleep?” I glance over when I hear Arya’s voice.

“No.”

“Worried?” she asks, and I chuckle.

“Not at all. I got this, little bird.” She walks over and sits on the end of the lounge chair I’m sitting on.

“Are you sure this is the best idea? I think we can come up with a better plan,” she says, eyeing me.

“This is the best plan. We get his ass before he even gets out.”

“What if you get caught?”

“Have I gotten caught yet?” I ask her, raising an eyebrow.

“That doesn’t mean shit, and you know it, War. What if you get caught? Then what? You’re not going to get out then.” I see the worry and the questions in her eyes, but there’s nothing I can do to help that. This is what needs to be done.

“Why are you doubting my skills?” I ask as I inhale.

“I’m not. I’m just scared,” she admits.

“That’s understandable, but there’s nothing to be scared of. In fact, I know how scared you are of your dad, and he isn’t going to be an issue anymore,” I tell her.

“You think it’s that easy?”

“It is that easy, little bird. Come here,” I tell her. She scoots up and sits between my legs, laying her head on my chest. I snuff out my joint on the ground next to me before grabbing her hand and running my fingers over the ring we got her.

“You like it?” I ask.

“I love it. It means the world to me.”

“And you mean the world to us,” I remind her.

“I love you, War.”

“I know you do. I love you too, little bird. And I can promise you when I get out of there, I’m going to cuff your ass to the bed and make you suck my cock.” She giggles, and it’s the best sound I’ve heard in a while. I wrap my arms around her and keep her tucked close to me. She sighs as I run a hand up and down her back.

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