Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 72196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72196 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 361(@200wpm)___ 289(@250wpm)___ 241(@300wpm)
I rolled with it but stopped next to Travis with a raised brow.
He chuckled and pulled me against his bare chest.
He was dressed in jeans only. Ones that rode low on his hips, and sagged, allowing me to see every single dip, arch, and valley of his tight belly.
Oh, and let’s not forget feel it.
“Seriously, would it kill y’all to stop touching each other?”
I looked over to where Baylor stood, watching us with annoyance.
“Sure, Baylor,” I teased. “It might very well.”
He rolled his eyes skyward.
“Did Travis tell you why we were here?”
I shook my head, and was about to reply with a ‘no,’ but was interrupted by a tiny force hitting my legs.
I looked down at my son and grinned before letting go of Travis to reach for him.
TJ had other things on his mind, and those involved his daddy and the cup he was holding.
“Mine!”
TJ jumped, making it about an inch off the ground.
Travis raised his brows at our little man and growled.
“Use your manners.”
TJ scowled at him.
“Oh, come on, Dad.”
Michael came into my kitchen moments later, his wife and children trailing in behind him.
I grinned and threw my arms around my brother, squeezing his neck as tight as I could causing him to make a choking sound.
“Jesus, Han.”
Nikki laughed and slapped her hand against my brother’s back.
“You remember when you said your sister was nice to Nico just a few days ago?”
I started to giggle.
Nico was Nikki’s brother, and apparently, they’d been arguing about Nikki and I again.
“I take it back,” Michael teased.
I rolled my eyes.
“What is everyone doing here?” I asked.
Not that I cared that they were all here, but it was seven-thirty in the morning on a Saturday.
“We’re going to the lake,” my brother said, brandishing a box of donuts from behind his back.
How the hell had he kept those hidden?
Nikki produced another two boxes and a bag of what looked like ten dozen donut holes.
“Ohhh,” Alex cried, picking up a bag that Nikki had handed her. “Thank you, Aunt Nikki.”
Nikki smiled wide at Alex and then handed the next bag to her own child.
“Mine!” TJ cried out one more time.
“Say please,” Travis ordered, looking down at our son as sternly as a father could when he thought his kid was cute, but he was trying to teach him manners.
Being a parent was tough sometimes.
“Why are we going to the lake?” I asked the room.
“Apparently our parents were miffed that y’all did a courthouse wedding and then refused to have a reception. So now they’re going to use this lovely Memorial Day weekend as an excuse for everyone to get together and bring y’all presents.”
“But we don’t need presents,” I tried.
“Too bad for you,” Michael shoved a donut into my face.
I took it from him before he could shove the chocolate too far up my nose, and then licked my lips.
“But…”
“No buts!”
I sighed and took a seat at the island.
“So, when are we going to the lake?”
***
Travis
Six and a half hours later
“Has she applied at the clinic again?”
I looked over to Michael.
“Nope.” I shook my head. “She said she’s not doing the clinic again, even though they need money and more staff. When she started working for me when I was in the hospital, she kind of took over. I’ve never gotten her to leave again.”
“You don’t want her to leave,” Baylor said, butting into my conversation.
I shrugged. “He’s right, I don’t.”
Michael smiled.
“Wolf’s here.”
I looked over to find Wolf, his wife Raven, and his kids running around at his side.
“Imagine that.”
Wolf looked up when I said that and headed over.
“Travis.”
I offered Wolf my hand and said, “Wolf.”
We still weren’t the greatest of friends, but I would forever be grateful for the role he played when it came to my wife when we both needed him the most.
“How’s it going?”
Wolf grinned at Michael.
“I got some interesting news today.”
“Oh, yeah?” I asked. “What kind of news?”
“You remember the agent in Hannah’s case?” he asked.
I nodded.
“Apparently he accidentally killed some guy that was involved in a school shooting in Ohio. Lost his job with the FBI.”
My brows rose at that.
“Yeah?”
Wolf’s smile was fierce. “Yep. Heard he’s looking.”
I snorted.
“I could always use someone at the club or the shop,” I said. “But I doubt a guy like him would like to get his hands dirty.”
Wolf’s smile was a little weird.
“I don’t know much about Parker, but he’s got a reputation. He was also once a SEAL. I have a feeling that he’s used to getting his hands dirty.”
I grunted. “Send him on over, then.”
“I’m not sure Parker is a man that will be ‘sent over,’” he said. “But I’ll pass on the offer.”
“You do that.”
“He did ask how she was doing.”
My brows rose.
“No shit?”
Wolf nodded. “Got a little more info on him, too.”
“What kind of info?” I reached for my beer that was sitting on the bow of the boat that was pulled up onto the grass.